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She's mine

Seriously, what is it she sees in that jerk? Money? Nah, I have money, my parents own a store. Couldn’t be that. Good looks? No, can’t be that either. I’m a sexy beast. I mean, who WOULDN’T want to go out with me? Mike loves Bella, we all know that. Just what exactly will he say to make her like him? A heart-wrenching tale of boy love girl, girl love different boy, and boy who originally loved girl gets SHUT DOWN. This one will get you laughing.


4. Chapter 4

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I don’t know how long it took me to tell the story to Jessica, but by the time it was over students were starting to trickle out of the doors and into their cars. I spun around and looked for Cullen’s car. Good, it was still here. My plan was still on.

I turned left to the side of the school that Edward and Bella always showed up from; and was instantly gratified when I saw Bella walking clumsily with her hair flowing in the slight breeze. Like a goddess. Next to her was the toad, Cullen.

His head snapped in my direction as if he could feel me looking at him. He sneered at me, and on his face was a challenge, like “you want some, come get some!” And he wrapped his arm protectively around Bella while still looking at me. She looked up at him and smiled, which faded quickly. Cullen’s lips moved quickly as if he were talking to her. No way, no one can talk that fast. She looked confused.

At her look of confusion he repeated what he was said. Her head swiveled to look at me, and she cocked her head to the side. Then she burst out laughing.

Laughing! Cullen was still looking at me, smiling triumphantly. STUPID CULLEN! They were in the parking lot now, and I dashed to my car with a new vengeance.

“Mike!” A voice called behind me. I turned around, Jessica.

“What!” I yelled back.

“Where are you going?” She looked hurt and confused.

“Home.” I said. Where else would I be going?

She looked a little down. “What about your knees? Are you going to be ok?”

I heard a car door slam and saw that it was Cullen’s Volvo. Oh crap, my plan was going to be ruined because Jessica insisted on wasting my time. I turned around and ran to my car without answering Jessica.

I slammed the car door, and fumbled with the key in the ignition. Turning it quickly, I backed out of the spot; nearly hitting Tyler Crowley in the process.

“Hey! Watch out, weak sauce!” He yelled at me.

Weak sauce? That was new.

I pulled out and got behind the line of cars, luckily Cullen was in front of me. Smiling, I pulled up on his bumper, giving him no room. His eyes flashed to the rearview mirror, and he looked at me testily. As an answer, I pulled up farther. He scowled. Bella turned around in her seat and looked at me. I smiled beatifically. She quickly turned back with her signature red face. She was so beautiful, her lips so luscious…

Cullen suddenly jerked his car back, and I had to pull back quickly or else my bumper would be toast. I beeped my horn at him, and I could see him laughing uproariously from the rearview mirror. I scowled at him, with what I hoped was a threatening face.

Suddenly Cullen moved forward as the line of cars pulled into traffic. I followed behind him. Time to put my plan into action. Time to make Cullen look like a loser. As he pulled into the highway, I followed him and pulled up beside his stupid shiny Volvo. He looked sideways at me, and his lip curled as if he knew what I was planning. How ‘bout not, buddy.

Looking at him with what I hoped was a scathing smile, I inched my foot down farther on the gas pedal, making myself go faster than the Ugly Toad.

He looked at me again, but this time he was smiling confidently. I only felt the tiniest prick of unease as he met my challenge and went faster.

As a response, I pushed the gas pedal further. I would beat Cullen in this race, proving to Bella who the real man was.

Cullen matched my mph, and went even faster. The speed limit was 65, and we were going 70. We could possibly get in trouble for this, but I doubted it. And I also didn’t really care.

I pushed the gas pedal until I was going 80, and then looked at Cullen. He appeared to be laughing at something as he met my speed. Bella shook her head seriously and met my eyes. She shook her head again.

What was that supposed to mean?

Cullen took advantage of my confusion and pulled ahead of me. I looked furiously at him. I would win this! I floored it and sped up even more, and rushed ahead of Cullen in a great lurch. He followed the speed with an ease that unnerved him. I was pretty much at the limit of my car; this car wasn’t exactly brand new.

Cullen seemed to know this and laughed. He tauntingly pulled his car farther and faster looking at me triumphantly. I looked at Bella, she looked a little sick.

Is Bella okay? I thought. She looks a little sick.

As if he could hear me, Cullen turned to look at Bella.

I took the chance to squeeze out the last bit of speed from my car. It groaned in exertion as I reached 89 mph.

Cullen looked back at me and scowled. Now it was my turn to smile triumphantly.

But he pulled up so he was neck in neck with me. What was up with this?! I didn’t expect it to be such a challenge!

Cullen was supposed to back down like the spineless wimpy toad he was, not meet my challenge.

Suddenly, Cullen pulled back and my car zoomed ahead of his. I looked back in confusion. His car was just a tiny dot on the horizon, going around 64 miles per hour. I laughed triumphantly, the road disappearing under my tires. The wimp finally backed down! One point for Mike, zip for Cullen!

My victory was short-lived however. Bright and flashing red and blue lights mixed with a siren behind me. Frick!

I realized I was still going 89 mph, and slowed down and pulled over. Cullen had slowed down just as the cop showed up. How did he know? How could he possibly know?!

A tap on the window startled me. I rolled down my window and looked at the cop who pulled me over. Holy crap.

“Mike Newton?” Chief Swan said, shock written all over his face.

“Yes?” Luck would have it that it would be Bella’s dad to pull me over for speeding. Frick!

He cleared his throat and moved into serious cop mode. “Do you know you were going 89 miles per hour?”

“Umm…no.” I replied lamely.

He shook his head and sighed. “You know the speed limit is 65 miles per hour, Mike. I’m going to have to give you a ticket and tell your parents.

“Oh, we don’t have to involve my parents, do we?”

In response he wrote something on a piece of paper, and handed it to me. My very first speeding ticket. Frick man, frick. My parents were going to kill me.

Chief Swan got in his cruiser and drove away, shaking his head sadly.

I looked at the ticket in my hand. Well, it was the price of my victory. Because I had won! I won! Stupid Cullen wimped out and lost. There was no way Bella could possible like the toad now. She was mine, because I had won! I won!

Cullen’s shiny Volvo passed by mine, and I saw a flash of him laughing. I felt my euphoria sinking. Then I saw Bella, who looked at me and quickly looked away, shaking her head.

She seemed ashamed to look at me. Or was she? Was Cullen annoying her?

I made an impulsive decision to call her later tonight.

But what was her number?

I had a date with a phonebook.