Izzy PoV

I'm beyond aggravated. Standing right under the sun, in the middle of a college parking lot, in the itchiest clothes that Isabella has ever fucking owned. I swear I'm buying that girl fabric softener for her birthday.

But that's not the only reason I'm aggravated. It's near enough one o'clock and that idiot Edward still isn't here. All I want is some information from the guy, not a waste of my time.

As my phone rings, I pull it out and hit ignore without a second thought. I haven't got time for a ten-minute chat with Isabella about her great night out with her boyfriend.

Ugh, where the hell is he?

My phone rings again and I clench my teeth in annoyance. Pulling out the annoying machine, I glare down at my sister's name flashing across the screen. I hate how persistent this girl can be at times.

"Isabella Swan speaking." I joke, putting on my false sweet and innocent voice.

"Izzy! You need to help me!" Isabella whispers in a panic, her voice coming through full of static.

"Why what's wrong?" I ask her, worried by the shakiness in her voice.

"Some guy you have been talking to is at my door. I don't know what to tell him, so I've just been quite but he still won't leave." She tells me, still whispering.

"Okay, okay. Don't worry I'm on my way up okay." I said, trying to be calming.

"Okay," She lets out a deep breath. "Okay." She breathes.

If that's Edward up there then what the hell is he doing. I said to meet in the parking lot, not at Isabella's dorm room. For fuck sake, I can't help but vent in my head as I'm forced to walk across campus to the girl's dorm. Itching my way up the stairs, I can hear Edward's voice the closer I get.

"I'm really sorry about what I said Isabella, I didn't mean it, I was just confused. Please don't ignore me-" What the hell is he on about?

"Edward," I say slowly, as I approach him.

He jumps letting out a weird noise that was between a yelp and a high pitched scream. His cheeks redden from what I'm sure is embarrassment. I'd be embarrassed too if I made that noise.

"I thought I told you to meet me in the parking lot?" I question, I try to sound innocent, but I can't help but let a little bit of my aggravation pour out into my voice.

"I, um, didn't know if you would still want to talk to me after what happened last night," He mumbles, looking down at the floor.

Last night? I was watching the Simpsons movie naked with a bowl of popcorn, I don't recall ever seeing Edward.

"What are you talking about?" I ask him, getting slightly frustrated.

"Last night...at the dinner, you were with Eric," He says slowly, his eyebrows draw together and now he looks as confused as me.

Oh, he's not talking about me, he's talking about Isabella. Wait, he met Isabella last night, this can't be good.

"Oh, right, yeah. Well don't worry, I've forgotten about what happened already," I lightly chuckle.

I actually have no fucking clue about what happened.

"Really?" He asks sounding hopeful.

I internally cringe as he smiles at me, showing me his braces yet again. He's nearly an adult and he's still wearing braces. He suddenly pulls out a tissue to sneeze into, his nose making such a loud fucking noise I'm surprised the building didn't shake. When he sniffles and pulls the tissue away I try to hide my disgust by slowly taking a step away from him.

"Really. Now, why don't we go somewhere to talk about Riley," I offer, hoping to get him away from the door.

"Why don't we just go into your dorm room?" He questions then begin's to blush.

"My roommate doesn't like boys to be in our room," I quickly lie.

"Tanya Denali... doesn't like boys in her room?" He questions slowly in disbelief.

Why does he have to question everything I say? For fuck sake, this guy is driving me crazy, I just want to throttle him. Calm down Izzy, you need this information on Riley first, then you can throttle him.

"Yes she doesn't like boys in her room, now let's go while the day is still young," I joke, giggling like the innocent girl I'm trying to portray.

"Where are we going?"

"Yes, where are you two going?" I hear another voice appear behind me.

Turning around slowly I find myself looking into a pair of cold brown eyes. I look him up and down from his polished shoes to his ironed pants, to his smart shirt and checkered waistcoat. He has dark olive skin and quite long black hair with quite the boyish facial features.

Oh great another nerd, now who the hell is this?!

"Um... just for a walk, to chat," I say slowly, not knowing what to do.

This is painfully awkward. The guy in front of me sucks in a deep breath before averting his gaze on me. He looks to the ground shaking his head like he is disappointed.

"I thought I could do this, but I can't. I'm sorry Isabella," He says sadly, turning around he begins to walk away.

I hear the door next to me being forcefully yanked open and my eyes go wide when I hear my sister's voice.

"No! Eric wait I can explain!" Isabella calls out to him desperately.

Shit, shit...shit.

"Isabella?" He questions, eyes wide as he looks between us.

"Oh God," I hear a frail voice behind me, and I turn just in time to see Edward's eyes roll back.

"Shit." I curse, before rushing forward to grab his body before it hits the ground.

I huff as I try to heave his body up by myself. Looking around, I realize someone could come out at any minute and see me and Isabella together. The plan will be ruined if people find out were twins.

"Isabella, help me bring him inside, before people see us," I quickly explain.

I grab ahold of his body by hooking my arms under his shoulders. Isabella obeys, running to the end of Edward's body and lifting him up by his ankles.

"Eric, can you open the door please," Isabella talks to the boy who's face is still gobsmacked.

He suddenly springs to life, opening the dorm room door for us, as we drag Edward's body inside. For a scrawny guy, he's pretty heavy. Isabella gives out an exhausted huff, letting his legs fall to the ground once he's inside. I, on the other hand, grab a pillow and slowly lower his head down to it. Don't want to risk giving him a concussion.

"Can someone please explain what the hell is going on?" Eric pleads, looking at me for answers.

"Eric...this is my sister Izzy," Isabella answers him gesturing to me.

"Your sister? As in the one who is in jail?" He asks, with wide eyes.

"Well, obviously I'm not in jail," I quip sarcastically while slumping down onto Isabella's bed.

Eric gives Isabella an incredulous look, after hearing my reply. I take the opportunity to itch at my legs. These clothes might actually be the death of me.

"Mom lied about her release date, I didn't know she was coming out of jail so soon, it was a surprise to me as well." Isabella defends.

I pursed my lips looking at Edward's body by my feet. His mouth is parted showing me the metal wrapped tightly around his teeth. His glasses are falling down his nose and his hair is a complete mess. I hope he doesn't start drooling.

"Okay...and why is she dressed exactly like you?" Eric points out.

Using the tip of my toe I give Edward's side a small jolt. Hmm... this is the second time since I've been out of jail that someone has fainted on me. I kick his side a bit more harshly, making his body shake from the force.

"It's a long story..." she trails off looking towards me. "Izzy stop kicking him," she scolds me.

"I'm just checking to see if he's still breathing," I say calmly, kicking him again.

Everyone jumps as Edward takes a huge intake of air, sitting upright and looking around the room frantically.

"What happened? Where am I?" He panics, looking at Isabella before his wide eyes turn to me.

"You fainted, and your in Isabella's room," I inform him, leaning back on the bed, I use my palms to keep me upright.

"There's two of you-" He said slowly as if talking to himself.

Pushing his glasses up his nose, he rises off the floor, his body swaying slightly. He looks between me and Isabella in confusion before letting his eyes rest on me.

"Isabella?" He points at me, but I shake my head in reply.

"I'm Isabella," My sister's gentle voice makes Edward jump slightly.

"And my name's Izzy," I introduce, smirking.

"I'm so confused," Edward groans under his breath, rubbing his forehead.

"I guess we better explain," Isabella said, directing her eyes to me.

I rolled my eyes, collapsing onto my back so my body laid flat on the bed. I stare at the ceiling while listening to Isabella explain the situation to the boys.

It doesn't matter if two people knew who I am or the plan we have going on. I'm still going through with it for the sake of my sister. No asshole hurts someone I love without paying the conciseness.