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Bella ran into Victoria when Edward left her, and fifty years later she is back in Forks with her family. They've formed a band; Tourniquet. An ironic name, to be sure, seeing as they're all vampires...


10. Fangirls

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Bella’s POV

The next day was better than any day so far. But in a way, it was that much worse. It was so much better because Edward was almost constantly with me, except for in some of my classes – for now – and because I wasn’t in pain just thinking about him any more. It was worse because of two things. Problem one, my fans. Problem two, Edward’s fans. Yes, he already had girls swooning over him – and a few boys, too. Problem one was easily solved – all I had to do was talk to Abigail, the school gossip, and things would be sorted out. Hopefully that would also sort out problem two…wishful thinking, much?

Edward walked me to all my classes, and we were both aware of the girls following us. My fans wanted some juicy gossip, and to see just how serious our relationship was. They were also surprised that I looked happy…I didn’t need Edward or Jasper’s abilities to know that. When we paused outside my last class before lunch, Edward leant down and kissed my cheek, both of us aware of the girls just waiting for something like that but pretending to ignore them. I heard a click, and knew that Abigail had taken a picture of us. Wonderful. Miss Gossip was also on the school newspaper group. She’d have a picture up by lunchtime, probably with an article to go with it. I smiled and went into class, a few of my fans hurrying in after me. I just wanted to sink into the floor and disappear. Great…maybe I could skip the last two classes…

It actually wasn’t as bad as all that. When I got out of class – Edward already there waiting – I saw all the posters pinned up all over the hallway. They were noticeable, but the article accompanying the picture wasn’t as bad as it could have been.

“Bella Hawkins Finally Hooks Up” was the title. I scanned the article as we walked, followed by my faithful fangirls, and was relieved that it wasn’t too bad.

‘Bella Hawkins, the lead singer of Tourniquet and our former hottest single female, has hooked up with none other than the drop-dead gorgeous Edward Cullen. You have to admit, girls and guys, it's a shame. But look at them! Look how good they are together! No one will be arguing with that hot couple!’

It went on to say that I’d not shown an interest in the two months I’d been here, and that it seemed like I knew Edward when we ‘first met’ yesterday. I sighed and Edward laughed at the expression on my face as we sat in between Alice and Emma at our now-full table. Emmett was a hulking presence that kept most of the boys away, and Rosalie’s high-and-mighty glare kept most of the girls away. Only a few brave ones – who I had come to realise were my friends here, not just hanging around me for my popularity – dared to sit across from me and engage both me and Edward in talk about classes, how stuck-up and jealous some girls – and guys – were at the moment. I was a little relieved that Abigail was busy. She’d be peppering me with questions if she were here. All the same, I was relieved to get out of the cafeteria and to Biology.

When we sat down at the table, I was aware of a few girls glaring at me, and of a few boys glaring at Edward. I was slightly amused, but didn’t show it. Instead I turned my back to most of the class and started doodling on my notebook, when really I was speaking to Edward. He pretended to be staring out the window in boredom, but I was aware of the slight twitch of his lips that belied his amusement.

“So how do you think I should answer the questions Abigail is going to hurl at me during next hour?” I murmured, looking up at him at the same time he looked back at me. Our eyes met, and if my heart had been beating it would have been stuttering again.

“I don’t know…it's completely up to you,” he replied just as softly, right by my ear. I smiled, pretending he had said something amusing.

“Great,” I muttered. I had no clue what to say.

Biology went quicker than usual…perhaps it was because of the perfect man sitting right next to me. It was kind of ironic, really…we came together in Biology yet again. I had so many memories of Biology classes the last time I was in Forks…this class was better than all of them put together.

When we left the class, Edward to go off to Spanish and me to skip the last class, we waited for the rest of the class to leave before we went our separate ways. I was aware of the girls hiding around the corner and spying on us, as Edward undoubtedly was, but that didn’t stop him from leaning down to touch his lips to mine lightly, murmuring ‘later’ when I pouted at him pulling away so quickly. I smiled, and he waved casually as he walked around the end of the building. Three seconds later, I was accosted by squealing, giggling girls.

“So what do you want to ask me, Abigail?” I asked when the girls had all dragged me off to interrogate me. She grinned.

“How long have you known him?” I smiled. About fifty years...but I couldn’t tell the truth.

“A few years. His family had to move when his father got a job in a different state, and we were supposed to keep in touch…I think he accidentally wrote my address wrong on the letters he was supposed to write,” I lied. Good thing I was so much better at it now.

“So…if you've known him for a while…why were you so cold to him yesterday?” another, more timid girl asked.

“His sister, Alice, told me that there had been a few girls show an interest in him at the school he was at recently. I wasn’t too happy with him, because he promised he'd always love me…that sounds corny, doesn’t it?” I asked with a laugh.

“Not at all,” Abigail assured me. “But what was his reaction to those other girls? Did Alice say?” she asked, and just as I was about to reply I saw Edward coming up behind them and smiled at him.

“None of them can compare to my Bella,” he said softly, but loud enough for them to hear. Had he skipped Spanish? Abigail and the other girls sighed dreamily at his romanticism, and as I stood to take his hand I let him put his other arm around my waist.

“Hey,” I whispered as I went up on my toes to kiss his cheek. “Got tired of bad pronunciation in Spanish?” I asked teasingly. Edward grinned at me.

“Hello. No, I came early because Alice was bothering me, and your brother,” he explained, rolling his eyes. I smiled, and then glanced back at the dreamy-eyed fangirls.

“I'll see you tomorrow, girls,” I said cheerily, and then walked away as quickly as I could without appearing suspicious. Edward was right behind me.

When we got back to our cars, we were both laughing at what Edward had heard in the girls’ minds. They thought Edward was making it up that Alice and Lee were bothering him, and that he was whisking me away early to take me out on a date of some sort. It would be interesting to see their faces when Alice and I talked about our shopping trip at lunch tomorrow. Not that I liked shopping any more than I had before…

Laughing still, we climbed into our respective cars, our siblings slipping into the seats quickly, and we raced back to the Cullens’ house.