Free (Paul Lahote love story)

Chapter Five

"Wake up," I hear Charlie say,

"No," I say snuggling into my warm sheets.

"Yes. Don't you want to ride that motorbike of yours?" He bribes. I grunt sliding out of bed grumbling to myself.

"Good girl," He says closing the door. I walk to the bathroom, doing my business and make-up. I waddle back to my room, rummaging for something to wear. I eventually find some skinny jeans, a jersey, beanie and my faithful converses.

(Link to outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/schools_in/set?id=124198576 )

I sigh, staggering downstairs half awake.

"Mornin'," I say to Bella who ignores me. I eat some toast quietly, feeling annoyed.

As I brush my teeth upstairs I hear a car pull in. I look out the window curiously to see its Edweirdo. I slip my bag over my shoulder and grab my phone. I walk outside glancing as they hug. Hugging made me think of Paul. Butterflies flew around in my stomach at the thought of him.

"Do you need a ride, Johanna?" The annoying emo asks,

"Sports bike, Edward," I reply picking up my helmet.

"Can you guys go so I can follow you, already?" I huff. Bella sends me a look, that I ignore. I slide my helmet on my head and sit on my bike. When they just stare I rev the engine. They take the hint and get in the car, driving slowly away. Last time I checked he was a fast driver. I tap my fingers as I follow behind him. We round corners and I see the Fork's high school sign. I take the opportunity, to overtake Ed and Bella. I can see in my rear-view mirror Bella shaking her head. I just speed up, pulling into the school parking lot with expert speed. I feel eyes on me but I shrug it off. I swing off the bike, pulling of the helmet and flattening my hair under my beanie. Edward and Bella pull in, two spaces down but I ignore them. I pull the key from my bike, kicking down the stand. No one better touch my bike, I think aggressively.

"Hurry up Johanna. Dad's making me walk you to the administration office." Isabella says impatiently,

"Hold on, Jesus," I mutter walking over to her. All eyes were on me and I sigh. Stupid small schools.

"Come on," She urges, grabbing onto Edward hand. Blah. Why would you even like Edward? Pale, depressed and clingy. Where as someone, Paul for example whose funny, sweet and sexy strong. *Drools*

"Calm down, Isabella-Marie," I smirk,

"Please be quiet and be good? We have a reputation to uphold," So do I and it is not being a goody-two-shoes.

"Sure, sure," I say putting in my earphones to drown out her drawling. I see her mouth moving but all I hear is Frank Ocean's voice. We walk up to administration and she starts talking to the lady, while Edward stares at me oddly. I give him a 'piss off' look while the lady looks at me. I just stare at her with a smirk. Bella begins to pull me somewhere but I pull out of her grasp. I pull my earphones out and ask,

"What?"

"You need to get all of your teachers to sign this. It has your file and everything in it. Here's your schedule," She says before storming away with Edward joined to her hip.

"Cunt face," I mumble, strutting around trying to find history. The bell rings as I open the door and I shiver as everyone stares at me. I hand the teacher the papers and she flips them open. I peak over her shoulder to see that I had every incident and trouble that had happened in my school and personal life. I cringed and demanded she just sign it.

"Of course," She said signing it off. But as she hands it back to me she growls,

"Don't cause trouble for me," I glare at her, snatching the papers and stalking to the back.