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songs for this chapter: Shut Up And Let Me Go, by The Ting Tings - Clocks, by Coldplay

BPOV

I looked up, expecting it to be some slut who came over to me to 'put me in my place'... but it wasn't. I'd recognize those blue eyes and honey-colored hair from miles away.

"Jasper?" I asked.

He looked at me, startled. "B-Bella?"

I nodded excitedly, grinning all the while.

"Oh my God! Bella! Why didn't you tell me you moved to Forks?" He asked.

I scoffed. "Because we haven't been in touch since ninth grade, dumbass."

He sighed and nodded, frowning. He knew it was true. Ever since his dad died, he'd been distant from everyone.

"So, how are you?" He asked. Of course, everyone knew about my problems by now. Especially Forks. I bet there was an article printed in their newspaper that said; 'Chief of police's anorexic, depressed daughter moves back to Forks after thirteen years. Is she a druggie, or just crazy?'

"Okay, I guess," I mumbled. I couldn't let him know how I really was. "Uh, I'm gonna just go. Don't want to be late for class."

And then I scurried off like the shy, insecure idiot I was.

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This is where 'Shut Up And Let Me Go' by The Ting Tings comes in

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After the run-in with Jasper, the rest of the day went by in a blur. I couldn't even remember what my homework for Spanish was.

I walked out of the building and towards my truck, hoping no one would come up to me. If they do, well I hope they like getting bitched at.

"Bella!"

I instantly froze, my hand on the door handle. Don't turn around, I thought to myself. Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it.

I turned around. Bitch, my mind said.

It was Mike Newton, that one kid from lunch who tried to sit with me.

"Yeah, what?" I snapped. There you go. Maybe he'll leave me alone if I'm cold to him.

"Uh, well, I was wondering if..." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

I snorted. I couldn't believe he was trying to ask me out on a date.

"Look, I know what you're trying to do. You think that if you get first dibs on the new girl, that she'll cling to you and follow you around like a lost puppy, when you're the one who's the lost puppy. So, no. I don't want to hang out sometime," I said.

He just stood there, looking shocked. Good. Maybe he'll learn.

"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the prom with me?" He asked.

Or maybe not.

"Read my lips, Mike," I said. "I. Do. Not. Want. To. Go. Anywhere. With. You. Goodbye."

I turned back to my truck and hopped in. Driving out of the lot and towards Charlie's house, - I still wasn't warmed up to the thought of calling it home - I could swear I heard laughing and cheering.

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This is where 'Clocks' by Coldplay comes in

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Mystery Person POV

I watched as she drove away, a smirk on her beautiful face. Oh my GOD!, my mind screamed. She's the first girl to ever turn Newton down.

I could clearly remember the frustration and annoyance on her face as he spoke to her. I could understand. Someone that beautiful deserves a man, not a scrawny little boy who still has his mom pack his lunch and pick out his clothes the night before.

If only she could've noticed me, that little bitch.