Problem Girl (Editing)

Chapter 9

Bella P.O.V

I sneeked out the window into the back yard and ran off. I got to Ben's house fast and the house was full of drunk, high, stoned people. I ran inside and saw Jessica with Angela.

"You bitch, you made it," we high five.

"Of course."

"Bella!!" Jasper and Rose came.

"Sup," I said.

The music started.

"Hey Bella, want to get the part started," Jessica showed me the little bag of cocaine.

"Ohh shit, hell yeah," I said and we both went to the bath room.

~~~~ Hours And Hours Later ~~~~

Everything went wild. The music all loud. All of us dancing and screaming. I got on the table with Rosalie who was also wild and we started stripping a little all guys went wild.

I took my sweater off and trough it to a guy. Rosalie took her shirt off and we started dancing on the table at the beat of the song Starships.

Everything was awesome until the cops came.

Jessica and I ran off laughing and shit but I forgot my sweater so I was fucken cold. We sat down by the gate of Target and she got out a joint.

"Carlisle is going to kill me," I said after taking a breath of smoke.

"What now your dady's girl?"

"What are you talking about?!"

"Your turning into a good girl lately. You don't to as much as you used too." She said.

"I'm just trying not to change but..."

"Go luck with that!" She started laughing. "How's things going with lover boy?"

"He's cute."

"Are you in love with him?"

I didn't answer.

"Are you?!"

"I don't know, Jessica!!"

"You know what my brother used to say?" she asked: "Guys don't like girls that are tough and problematic. Guys like girl that are innocent, soft and flirty."

I wasn't like that.

"You know what I'll tell your brother: That he's a pussy."

She started laughing.

Guys like girls that are innocent, soft and flirty.

I'm not innocent, soft nor flirty. What did Edward see in me?! What did he want?! After an hour we went back home.

I stumbled into the house and fell on the floor.

"Fuck!"

"Ejem!!" I heard a groan.

I looked up and Carlisle was standing there with his arms folded up his chest. He's mad.

"Carlisle, mi amigo, what...? What are you doing up so late?" I got up stumbling.

"Were the hell were you?"

"Um, I went for a walk," I said, "and then found Jessica with Angela and they um..."

"Bella I asked you not to go," he growl.