Real Women Have Curves (Twilight AU-Human)

Chapter 3: Lunch

E POV

The lunch bell rings, Jasper and I grab our books and head into the hallway.

"HEY FAGS," Emmett booms as he shoulders me into a locker, effectively, startling two girls who are standing near it. "Seen the new girl yet? She's an eyeful." He snickers.

"Not yet," Jasper responds, "What do you mean an eyeful?"

"Let's just say, Air Force One has landed." He snorts. We arrive at my locker and I switch out my books.

"Talking about the new girl?" Rose asks as she entwines her arm around Emmett's.

"Yeah, Emmett tells us she's of the larger breed." Jasper replies.

"That's putting it mildly." Rose scoffs.

"JAZZ!" Comes the high-pitched squeal followed by a ball of energy canon-balling into Jasper less than a second later.

"Hey Hun," Jazz coos as he grabs her around the waist and pulls her in for a kiss. "How was class?"

"Good, what are you four talking about?" Alice asks.

"The new girl, Isabella." I respond, "Seen her yet?"

"Oh yeah, she's in my history class. She seems like a nice girl, a little uncomfortable with all the attention being the new girl entitles." She shrugs.

"Ha, I don't think the stares in the hallways have anything to do with being the new girl," Rose giggles.

"It's because she's fat," Emmett laughs. "OW!" He winces as he rubs where Alice's fist met his rib.

"Enough!" Alice retaliates, "She has enough problems without you guys making fun of her!"

"Jeez Alice, take a chill pill we were only joking." Emmett whines as he continues to rub his rib.

"Yeah well joking at the expense of someone, especially who hasn't done anything to you is cruel. I may be your younger sister, but I can and will make you regret it if I hear something like that come out of your mouth again."

We arrive at the quickly filling lunchroom and take our usual table near the window. I sit with my back towards the window and Jasper to my right. Tanya approaches, tailed by Kate and Irina. When will that girl get the hint? I don't want her. She's just getting desperate now. Last week she invited me over to her house to study French. She's taking Spanish.

"Hey you," she purrs as she sits next to me. Mental note, sit between Jazz and Em next time.

"Hello," I respond stiffly hoping she'll notice the tension in my voice and back off.

"Glad to see you again. How's your day been?"

"Fine, nothing new." I turn to start a conversation with Jasper, but his mouth is a little preoccupied with Alice. Damn him, I turn back to Tanya.

"So, you ready for the big game on Friday?" Tanya asks grabbing my bicep.

"Yeah, totally," says Emmett, "I'm ready to beat those La Push bitches!"

"I'm ready," I respond coolly. Which is true because with Em as tackle and Jazz as QB I know I'm safe. Not to mention I have the quickest 100 yard sprint this side of the state.

"Of course you are baby," Tanya coos as she snuggles up to my side.

"Hey," Jazz whispers, "Don't look now, but new girl is looking at ya."

I scan the lunchroom and find her in moments. She's sitting next to Angela Webber. She has brown hair that matches her eyes, pale skin and is wearing a dark blue shirt. As soon as she sees that I'm looking back at her she ducks her head. Wow, she is shy. She is, how to put this nicely, full figured, but not necessarily fat. She's pretty evenly distributed and the whole shy thing is kind of sweet.

"Looks like she's hanging with the ASB kids, poor girl doesn't know what she's gotten into." I point as I laugh at the fact that the ASB kids are some of the most viewed and publicly recognized of the school. They are the ones who organize all the school functions, community fundraisers, yearbook, etc. Her being as shy as she is probably wouldn't be too conducive to the whole being viewed as part of the faces of the school body thing.

Her face drops slightly and I wonder what caused her reaction.

"Is that the new girl?" Tanya asks snidely.

"Ha, yeah!" Emmett grunts, "She's very..." Alice scowls at him, "...shy." He saves himself.

"Well, that's...cool. But she's also fat. I think she's bigger than that ugly red truck parked in the parking lot."

"That's rude Tanya," I interject. "First off, I noticed that truck, it's a classic. Secondly, what has she done to you? I know for a fact Alice has already voiced that she doesn't appreciate people bad mouthing the new girl and I sure as hell don't appreciate it either."

"Well excuse me," Tanya snapped, "I didn't know it was such a big fucking deal." And with a flick of her wrist, she motions for her entourage to follow her and briskly walks away, sashaying her hips.

"Jeez Eddie," Emmett huffs, "What was that about?"

"Forget it," I grunt.

I look down at my tray of food feeling the eyes of everyone left at the table on me. Why did I just do that? Usually I don't let things like that get to me. Usually I keep my mouth shut and let people say whatever they want. Usually I avoid situations like this.

What is wrong with me?