A/N Hey, well this is my first story of my own, its inspired by the film Cruel Intentions and I really hope you like it. I want to thank my amazing beta Dragonfly336 and my wonderful pre-readers mouse555, Hongkongphooey and fansofsilvervolvosforlife without their help and support I wouldn't have been able to do this.

Just a quick note that as this is a work of fiction, I am taking liberties with regards to the compulsory schooling age in England.

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EPOV

As I strolled down the hall of St Michael's School, the most exclusive private school in the whole of England, I looked around and was greeted reverently by everyone. I casually nodded my head back at them, which was if I could be bothered to acknowledge them at all. After all, I was Edward Cullen, the most popular person at this school. Why should I give them the time of day?

I was eighteen, in my final year of compulsory education and couldn't wait to be free of this place. I had been in boarding school since I was seven years old, when my father could no longer face me being around since I reminded him too much of my mother. She had died unexpectedly when I was five. With my unruly bronze hair and my deep green eyes, you couldn't dispute that Elizabeth Cullen was indeed my mother. It was too much for my father to bear in his grief.

I ran my hands through my hair as I entered the common room. I quickly spotted who I was looking for, my step sister of sorts, Rosalie. You see, my father, was now engaged to Rose's mother. It wasn't hard to spot her. She was always surrounded by people, who I called her disciples. I didn't blame them as there was only one word to describe Rose and that was stunning. Her golden hair fell in waves down her back and her blue eyes twinkled like diamonds.

However, her looks weren't the only thing she had going for herself. Rose was the complete package, brains and beauty. She was the female equivalent of me.I cleared my throat to make my presence known and she immediately dismissed her groupies, already knowing what I wanted to discuss.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi. So, the new headmaster starts today," I replied, wanting to get straight to the point...

"Yeah, I know. Mr. Black better have told him how things work around here," Rose stated.

"He'd better. We had him wrapped around our little fingers. I do think we should wait for Mr. Swan to approach us though, that way we have the upper hand," I insisted.

"Of course, show him whose boss around here. Are you walking to class?" Rose asked, as she turned to leave.

"No, I've got to run up to my room to get my books," I responded already on my way out of the door.

I returned to my room. One of the perks of being Edward Cullen and Rosalie Hale was that we were the only two students in the school to have our own private rooms. Just as I was about to leave, there was a knock at my door. I answered it, extremely pissed off that someone was daring to disturb me.

Eric Yorkie, the school geek, was standing there looking nervous as hell.

"Why are you knocking on my door, Yorkie? You know I don't like being bothered, especially by someone as unimportant as you," I said angrily.

"Ermmmm...I'm sorry Edward, but Mr Swan wants to see you in his office in fifteen minutes," he answered nervously looking at his feet rather than at me.

"Well, Yorkie, is there anything else you want?"

"N-n-no, Edward."

"Then why are you still standing there?" I raised an eyebrow at him to prove my point.

"S-sorry" he stammered, as he backed away quickly and ran down the corridor.

I smirked to myself, happy that Mr Swan had made the first move. Hopefully Mr Black had already informed him of the arrangements here and I wouldn't have to do a thing.

I took a leisurely stroll down to Mr. Swan's office. After all, I didn't want to seem too keen. I arrived five minutes late and saw that Rose was already there waiting. So, we had both been summoned together. This only confirmed my previous thoughts that nothing was going to change around here.

I didn't bother knocking before entering the office; I had been in there so many times before and never felt the need. Mr Swan looked up from his desk. He was in his late forties with dark brown hair that had a dusting of grey at the temples. I almost burst out laughing at his mustache which looked like it belonged on a porn star. I had to take a deep breath to help keep my cool. I still had a huge grin on my face that I had to hide with my hand.

"You may come in," he said sarcastically. "And take a seat," he added.

Rose and I took a seat and Mr. Swan began speaking again.

"Well, as you are already aware my name is Mr Charles Swan, but you can call me Sir. I have had a very long conversation with Mr Black and he has informed me of your arrangements."

I smirked at Rose. See? Nothing was going to change. I never thought it would be that easy. Mr. Swan continued speaking but I wasn't really listening. It's only when I noticed that Rose was no longer smiling that I looked up at Mr. Swan.

"Sorry, could you repeat what you just said?" I asked, worriedly.

"I was saying, Edward, that things are going to have to change. I'm the headmaster and what I say goes. You two will no longer dictate things around here."

"What the fuck!" I blurted out.

"Well, that is one of the first things that will stop. You will not use that kind of language in my school. Second of all, this school has an image to uphold. I expect you both to be wearing the full uniform as of tomorrow. Finally, you are no longer allowed to have your own private rooms. Those rooms are for staff members not students. I will give you until the weekend to move your things back into the communal rooms."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" I yelled, my mind reeling.

"Now Edward, I have just told you that I will not accept that kind of language here. If I hear you using it again, you will be disciplined," Mr Swan warned angrily.

I was absolutely livid. I stood up and started pacing around the room. I could hear Rose arguing through my rage and it was then that I knew I needed to take control of the situation.

"Sir, you do realise who our parents are, don't you?" I asked, icily.

My father, Carlisle Cullen, was a highly successful lawyer and happened to be the head of the board of governors. Esme, Rosalie's mother, was a high profile politician who had a lot of sway with the education authorities. You do not mess with me and my family without getting hurt.

"Yes, Edward. I'm fully aware who your parents are. Actually, I've just had a very interesting telephone conversation with your father."

"And did you tell him about your plans to move us into the communal rooms?"

"Yes, I did actually. Your father has given me his full support to make any changes I deem necessary. He believes Mr Black was far too easy on the two of you and thought that if you wanted to make it in the real world, then you needed to learn the hard way."

"Well, I will be informing my mother then," Rose piped up and I then realised that myself and Mr Swan had not allowed her to get a word in edgeways.

"There will be no need, Rosalie. I have also spoken with your mother and she agreed with Mr Cullen. I don't think there's anything else to discuss, is there?"

"This will not be the last you hear on the matter, Sir," I muttered under my breath.

"I'm sure it won't, Edward, but you are now dismissed. You have already missed enough of class this morning." His tone stated that the discussion was over.

We stormed out of the office both fuming that we had been treated like that. I was so pissed off that I felt like going back in there and showing this Mr Swan that you don't mess with Edward Cullen.

As if she could read my mind, Rose spoke and told me that she was angry too but going back in there and kicking the shit out of Mr Swan would get me nowhere other than a one way trip out of here.

"Edward, don't worry, he will pay for this but we need to be smart about it. We'll come up with a plan but let's just calm down first. Otherwise, we are going to end up doing something we regret," she said, as I saw the wheels in her head turning.

I accepted it for now. I wasn't happy but for the moment there was nothing we could do.

Over the next couple of weeks, we kept our noses clean and did exactly as Mr Swan said. While we tried our best to come up with a plan, everything we thought of would either get us expelled or even worse, thrown into prison.

About a month after our first meeting with Mr Swan, I found the answer to our problem. I was chatting, well, you would probably call it flirting, with Mr Swan's PA Jessica, when she let slip that his two children were going be attending the school at the start of the new term. On hearing this I probed Jessica for more information.

I found out that they were twins, Isabella and Emmett, and they were seventeen years old. They currently attended one of the strictest Catholic schools in the country and were transferring because of Mr Swan's job here. I thanked Jessica for the information and gave her a wink as I walked away. I didn't know if I would need her again, so it was always good to keep her sweet.

A plan began to form in my mind. Before I said anything to Rose, I decided to do some of my own research and called one of my father's business contacts. Jenks was a private investigator, who knew where to find anything about anyone for the right price, of course.

The more information that I found out about the two of them the clearer the plan became in my mind. I knew then it was time to tell Rose. I got Lauren, one of her disciples to find her and tell her to meet me in my dorm. This conversation wasn't something that should be done in public. I made sure the dorm was empty before she arrived.

Ten minutes later Rose had still not arrived and I began pacing my room, running my hands through my hair. Where the hell was she? Eventually the door opened and Rose strolled through as if she didn't have a care in the world.

"What took you so long? You know how much I hate to be kept waiting," I growled.

She raised her eyebrow at me.

"Edward, I don't comerunning when anyone tells me to, even you. You know that," she replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I know, Rose, but I told you that this was important. Listen up...I have a plan."

A/N So what did you think? Should I carry on or just hit delete, please let me know? I do have a plan outlined for this story but I don't have a set update schedule. Can't wait to hear your thoughts.