I Hate Twilight — 6

I heard Edward shout my name in panic and pain. It was just too funny seeing the roof continued but it was a bit lower. I burst out laughing, rolling around on the floor—or was it roof?
Edward moved forward and saw me. He looked both angry and relieved. He jumped down next to me.
“Why did you do that?” he yelled at me. My laughter stopped and a serious look came to my face.
“Because it was hilarious,” I said, trying to suppress a smile although I could feel the corners of my lips twitch.
He grabbed my waist, pulling me to his body.
“Hey, let me go!”
“No, you scared me then,” he said, muzzling his face into my hair, sniffing it.
“Hey, stop that, you weirdo stalker!” I tried to wiggle my way out of his arms, but failed miserably as his grip got tighter. “Get off me sparkle butt!”
Now I can tell you that is the way to get Edward Cullen to let go of you. He looked at me shocked and a little scared. Smirking, I dusted myself off, climbed up to the top roof and walked back into the school, leaving Edward to stare at my disappearing form.
I walked into my next lesson and sat down next to the window. I got out my sketchbook and started to draw a withering rose. I heard the chair next to me screech on the tiled floor. I looked over hastily then groaned, annoyed.
Getting irritated about the fact that everywhere I go, I spot the stupid sparkling she man. I growled in frustration and turned back to my drawing.
“Hey, Phoebe, I’m sorry about earlier,” Edward apologised. I grunted a reply.
I was so happy once the bell rang for lunch. I bounced out of my seat, which was once again next to the glitter fairy.
Upon entering the canteen, everybody stopped what they were doing, their eyes darting towards me. Grumbling under my breath, I walked to the lunch line. The choose was between the mystery meat or the soup of the day, which just looked like snot and carrots.
The person in front of me got the soup. The ‘soup’ stuck to the spoon so she’d have use a knife to help get in her bowl. Therefore I chose the mystery meat, not that it looked any better.
I got waved over by a group of people whom I remembered to be Jessica, Mike, Tyler, Eric and someone else I didn’t know. Rolling my eyes I sat with them, ignoring Edward who was trying to flag me down. What, did I look like your stupid pet?
I sat down next to Mike, who looked like he had hit the jackpot.
“Hi, I’m Jessica. That’s Mike, Tyler, Eric, Lauren and Carmen.” I rolled my eyes at them, already knowing all their names except Carmen’s. “You do know that Edward Cullen, the hottest boy in the school is trying to get your attention, right?”
“Yes, and I don’t like him,” I answered, looking Jessica in the eyes. I looked at my ‘lunch’ in disgust and started to poke it with a fork. I leaned closer to the ‘food’, glaring at it.
“Um, Phoebe, are you OK?” Mike asked.
“I swear it just moved,” I said still stabbing it with my fork.
I squealed and clung to Mike, who was ready to die of happiness.
“What’s wrong?” Carmen asked in a concerned voice. I heard Edward hiss at Mike.
“I swear that thing growled at me when I stabbed it with my fork,” I explained, pointing at the ‘food’ dramatically as they all looked at me weirdly.
“Listen,” I commanded them, but the canteen was far too noisy. So I stood on my chair and shouted, “WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP BEFORE I YOU FUCK UP!”
The whole canteen went silent.
“Thank you. Now listen.” I began to stab my ‘food’ again, and the same growling sound came from it with an air bubble. We all freaked out and ran from the canteen.