DISCLAIMER: This story contains language, drug and alcohol abuse and lemonade!

So if you don't feel comfortable with any of the factors above I suggest you read something else.

This story is a BellaxEdward story btw, it has all the canon pairings. And finally, the canon characters belong to Stephanie Meyer, I own the plot and the characters I created.

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Title: The Lady Killer

Author: Scarlett Moses (awkwxrd)

Genre: General, Romance

Rating: M

Chapter One

Think I just remembered something
I think I left the faucet running
Now my words are filling up the tub
Darling, you're just soaking in it
But I know you'll get out the minute
You notice all your fingers pruning up

I'm tired of being careful, tip-toe, trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?

I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

- Melanie Martinez, Soap

Bella

"Yo, Freckles!"

"He's coming over, act natural!" Victoria whispers furiously, fixing her hair with the palm of her hand and smiling like a creep off the block.

I roll my eyes and prepare for the worst.

"What do you want?" I demand, not even making an effort to sound the least bit welcoming.

Cringing was inevitable for me, especially when Edward Cullen slides into the seat next to me, his lips contorted into its usual sickening smirk and I nearly lost my appetite. Meanwhile, Victoria was already head over heels in love with him, like three quarters of the female student body. What a pig.

"Well aren't you friendly," he says sarcastically, "Actually, I just came to talk to you."

That's when he shoots Victoria a wink, causing my stomach to flip over in disgust. Suddenly I wasn't so interested in my chicken and mayo sandwich or the juicy red apple that sat on the table in front of me. Victoria was playing along with his games, cautiously chewing on her pink bubblegum while twirling a red curl around one of her perfectly manicured fingers.

"Well, sucks for you, I'm not talking to assholes today," I spit in response, "but if you want, I'm available last period. You know, when I'm too tired to give a shit about anything you say?"

"Actually it's about Biology," he chuckles, still withholding the smirk that I so wanted to rip off his face. "Our project is due on Thursday, I wanted to know if you've finished writing your report?"

"Yes," I drag the word out questioningly, "did you?"

He slowly wets his lips and from that gesture alone, I knew that he hadn't done it. "I didn't finish, but I would've if I wasn't stuck."

I draw out a long sigh. "Edward, it's not that hard!"

"Yeah well not all of us have a 4.0 GPA, Freckles," he retorts. "So why don't you help me out, instead of whining about it, sweetheart?"

I flash him an annoyed look, his use of often abrasive nicknames was completely maddening, but it was something you had to get used to, especially when you just happen to be his partner for every single Biology project ever created.

"Fine," I hesitantly agree, feeling my lungs deflate as soon as the words are out.

"Great, your house or mine?" he asks with a wide grin on his face.

"Mine obviously, who knows what god awful diseases I'll catch in your love shack," I reply emphasizing love shack with a good amount of irony. "Wednesday after school."

He nods his head but grabs my apple, bringing it to his lips and taking a large bite out of it, just to rile me up further; he chewed on it tenderly, licking the juice off his lips. I could tell Victoria and the table full of cheerleaders behind me were either gushing or fanning themselves, or both, even without needing to look

"You can go away now," I say, in an attempt to get him as far away from me as possible. "And take the apple with you."

I should have seen it coming a mile away; it was so typical of him to go against everything I say. He left the half eaten apple on my lunch tray; shooting a final wink at Victoria, before walking back to his group of meatheads on the other side of the cafeteria.

"God! He's such an ass, it's incredible really," I claim, pulling back a strand of loose hair behind my ear.

Victoria was still watching his retreating form with the most love struck expression plastered on her face. Is she serious?

"I wouldn't mind visiting his love shack," she says under her breath, her voice full of lust and longing.

I swear I felt nauseous. "Gross Victoria, you do know that hundreds of girls have touched that thing. He's not even that attractive and I bethe's not nearly as big as he claims to be."

Okay, that was a teeny tiny lie. Edward Cullen's jade-green eyes, sexy light brown hair, structured jaw and sculpted biceps could be tolerable; if someone cut off those frisky hands of his, and put him on mute – then, and only then, would he be tolerable.

"You don't know that Bella," Victoria states before taking a sip of her Coke. "And I'm sure it's as big as he claims it to be. I mean hello! You've heard the rumors!"

"There's a reasons they're called rumors, Vic," I sing, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. I knew my best friend was eventually going to throw herself at Edward; she didn't have the best judgment. "What about James? Or have you already forgotten about him?" I ask, trying to switch subjects.

"No, we're going out tonight," she gushes. "He's like so chill about everything, you know? I love that he doesn't take anything seriously."

I unzip my bag and carefully place the uneaten, plastic-wrapped sandwich at the bottom, before zipping it back up and swinging it over my shoulder. Lunch was almost over and the previously buzzing cafeteria was already wrapping up their things, and taking their now-empty trays to the dish rack.

Victoria went off to chitchat with some of the cheerleaders as I inserted my tray into the dish rack.

"Did you see the new girl?" I hear Jessica gossip to Lauren, "Jasper was all over her, but she rejected him, I'm like seriously? She's crazy! She says she has a boyfriend, but I doubt it."

This was how rumors always started; she was the root of the every growing "gossip tree" – Jessica Stanley. She had been the one to start all the gossip that circulated around school, if East Anchorage High had a show, she'd be the narrator. Nobody knew the ins and outs of this school better than Jessica did, not even the people who built this place.

Lauren Mallory was her best friend, as expected, she was one of the most sought-out girls at EAHS, apparently she's had recent hook ups with Edward Cullen, which she's very proud to announce to the entire student population.

"Who?" I say interrupting their conversation. Jessica and I were close friends, we had a few classes together and we often hung out; I just always had a bad feeling about Lauren.

"The new girl, Alice Brandon," Jessica replies, turning towards me as we walked out of the cafeteria. "She's the mayor's daughter, she just started today."

"Wow, how did she get here? I heard she was at the Academy."

"Well apparently not," Lauren jumped in. "Anyways, after today she's going to be running home crying to her daddy after taking one look at Jasper's tattoos and piercings."

I snickered, I had to admit; I hated gossip, but I'm a girl and I can't seem to help myself.

"Change of topic," Jessica says. "Bella, Lauren and I are going to The Lot tonight, are you going with Victoria?"

I wet my cracked lips. "I'm not sure, she's going on a date with James tonight."

"Those two are really hitting it off! I'm glad she moved on from Garrett, god, those two were a mess," Jessica says brightly.

"I know right. Bella should come, it's been awhile since we've all hung out together and besides, we could use a ride," Lauren utters with a giggle.

Hesitant, I thought about it for a moment, did I really want to go to The Lot again? I already go there with my other best friend Angela, like every weekend and it was the same ol' thing. It was always packed with mostly EAHS students, someone nearly always spikes the punch, and horndogs (like Edward Cullen) would almost always harass me.

"Um, sure," I blurt without thinking. "You know, I drive you guys everywhere, I should probably start charging you per kilometer."

We all burst out laughing at my snarky remark, and after another spry conversation we parted ways for our next class, Biology.

Now, I was going to have to handle Edward Cullen – the hard way.

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Scarlett xx