If looks could kill...
Jacob released his stare, walked to his table, set his bag down and took his seat.
Jacob smirked. "Hey, I'm Jaco-"
"I know who you are," Edward snapped lowly, cutting Jacob's introduction off.
"Geez, alright," Jacob scoffed. "You're a Cullen, right?" He took a whiff of the air, "Mm, yeah, I can smell it. You fucking stink," Jacob remarked, mimicking the vampire's low tone.
"You really want to start comparing stinks?" Edward seethed, eyes black and narrowed threateningly.
"Yeah," Jacob grinned, "I have a few things I could compare you to."
"Nothing could be worse than the stench of wet dog," Edward scowled.
Jacob hummed in thought, "Try bleach. Or, more accurately, rotting toenail," he sneered back petulantly.
OR
Jacob transfers to Forks High School for Bella when she moves to Forks. Jacob gets stuck in Biology class with Edward and they have to raise a butterfly together as a group project.
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This fanfic will also be available on my Ao3: @Minkkk
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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