Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Spy Games

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 02:

This sucked. I can’t believe he actually drove his police car to pick me up. I’m not riding in the back, I refuse. Despite mine and Arial’s best efforts at breaking the law, we have managed to avoid that little experience so far.

“Bella it is so good to see you. How was your flight?”

Still sporting the mustache, Charlie. I suppose this is what passes for style around here. And of course he has his uniform on.

“Hey Dad. Good to see you. The flight was fine.” I answered quietly. Awkward. I needed to remember to be awkward. Even with my own father. Stay in character Bella.

“That’s good. Yeah, good. Uh, your boxes arrived yesterday. Your clothes and such. I was going to put them up for you but I didn’t think… I mean you being a girl and all you probably didn’t want me looking through them.”

Why not? Nothing but men’s clothes in there anyway. Hell, even my underwear belonged on a guy. Of course I did have two vibrators I snuck in, so it was probably best he stayed out.

“Yeah no problem. I can put them away when we get to your house.”

“Our house now.” he reminded me with a smile.

I loved my father. Just keep reminding yourself of that Bella. I do. I love my father.

Fucking Renee sent me a post card last week from Florida. I love him a lot more than I love that bitch at this point.

“Yeah, our house.” I agreed with a small smile plastered on my face.

“I guess we should head that way. Got a little bit of a drive ahead of us. I’m glad to see you got a coat. Kinda chilly out.”

A coat? This thing belonged on an Arctic explorer. It was some sort of shade of green that went horribly wrong.

We managed to reach the car with no more conversation. That was something I loved about Charlie. He didn’t prattle on about bullshit, unlike my former favorite bitch residing in Florida. I can’t believe I am this pale. Jack practically kept me under house arrest for the last couple months. I felt like a trapped coal miner being rescued when I saw the sun again. I actually squinted and had to shield my eyes.

An hour into our drive Charlie took a chance at starting a conversation once again.

“So your hair has grown since the last time I saw you.”

“I actually cut it since then.” I said before I could stop. I suppose it was true, though. It got a bit too much length so I had it cut into a bitching style. I could part my hair over my right side and show off the awesome design shaved on my scalp just above my left ear. Of course that is gone now. I am back to being a Wookie with ten pounds of hair on my head. With this constant rain I am going to have hell with frizzing.

“Oh.”

Yeah.

We sat in silence for the rest of the drive. Charlie had a dopey grin on his face. I did love him. I just hated where he lived. A rain soaked dump. Did it have beautiful scenery?

Yes, but nothing I couldn’t enjoy on Google images. You know what else is beautiful? The women on Florida beaches. Renee managed to get a beachfront house. I hate her. Still, I give her props, how she managed to snag a professional baseball player at her age I will never know. She must have serious skills in the bedroom.

Welcome to Forks.

The sign may as well have read abandon all hope all ye who enter here.

Soon we were at Charlie’s house. I say soon because this town was so small, you could cover its length by foot in ten minutes. I know. I did it on my last visit here when I was bored out of my mind.

Charlie was nice enough to grab my carry on and I followed him inside.

“Uh, come upstairs and I will… I made some changes to your room. You haven’t been here in a while so I got some… sheets and stuff.”

Sheets? Damn dad don’t spoil me.

“Thank you.” I said quietly, doing my best to remain as awkward as he was. At least I would have a person to do a character study on.

I walked into a Barney convention or maybe Prince’s old dressing room. I couldn’t tell. All I saw was purple. Purple walls, purple sheets, purple pillow cases.

“I hope you like purple. I didn’t know… but I can paint it another color if you want.”

“No! No I love purple.” Lord knows what other color he would paint it. I suppose I should be glad he didn’t go pink. I loathe pink.

“Okay, good. Uh, I guess I will let you get settled in. The boxes with your things are in the closet.”

“Thanks Dad.”

I admit he was trying. He had already done more for me than Renee had done in the past few years. It wasn’t that she didn’t love me. It was just because the poor thing was fucking dumb. She was an idiot.

Of course she was fucking a baseball player on a Florida beach and I was here so maybe I am the dumb ass.

Dad walked out and I figured it was time to check in with my handler / slash former favorite extended relative.

“Phoenix to Dodo bird. Come in Dodo bird. Do you copy?”

“There is no reason to ask if I copy. I always copy. Why are you calling me Dodo bird?” Jack asked.

“If I’m the Phoenix you need a bird name as well. I’m thinking Dodo bird is appropriate because at this moment I wish you were extinct.”

“Yeah, I enjoy staying here to while Dan takes care of Arial. While you were enjoying your vibrant conversation with your father on your drive to Forks I went into your room. Go to the back of the closet.”

“There are boxes in the way.”

“Yeah, move them.”

“You didn’t think to move them when you walked in?”

“Couldn’t have Charlie suspicious. Go to the back of the closet.”

I pulled the heavy boxes full of horrible clothes out and sat them on my bed. Walking to the back of the closet I saw… a wall.

“This is exciting Jack. A secret agent wall.”

“Tap on the wall three times gently. The sound will activate…”

I hit the damn wall three times hard, not needing further explanation. Part of the wall around one foot by two foot dropped down. I saw a keyboard on the bottom with small black bag on top of it and a monitor facing me.

“Charlie only has dial up internet. This will be your console for research and to contact me with any documents you need to send me. It is completely secure. It also has a wireless modem with a very discrete clear antenna drilled through the wall on the outside of the house. Do not use that old computer on the desk to send me email if you need to for some reason. The package on the keyboard is your cell phone.”

I pulled a phone out of the little black bag on top of the keyboard and what the fuck?!

“This is an I Phone 8.” I told him in case he didn’t realize it.

“Yes it is. It is secure as well. Throw away your old phone or hide it and only text me with this one.”

“This is an I Phone 8.” I reminded him once again.

“So?”

“I have an I Phone X. You seriously expect me to downgrade to this? Bring disco and bell bottoms back while you are at it.”

“Sorry, I didn’t have time to get an I Phone X.”

“You hunt aliens and you didn’t have an I Phone X lying around?”

“The phone will work. Would you listen? Keep your I Phone X and you can use it after this is over. Now the next thing…”

“Did you at least download my playlist?” I asked.

“I don’t know. Sasha may have. I saw her in your I Tunes account earlier. Now…”

“Hold on.” I ordered.

I checked the phone. My apps weren’t there. Damn it. I would have to download all my games again. Okay don’t panic… there is a God. My playlists were present and accounted for. Thank you Sasha, you sexy bitch.

“Okay We are good. Now what were you saying?”

“I was able to get you into an afternoon class with Edward. Biology. He doesn’t have a lab partner so you shouldn’t have a problem sitting next to him. That’s the only class I could get you into but it is the one you should be able to talk the most in since you will be close to him in a lab setting rather than a lecture.”

“Great Jack. Where did you hide my gun?”

“What gun?”

“Seriously? You are sending me to meet and conversate with an unknown entity and you didn’t get me a gun?”

“You can’t take a gun into school Bella.”

“Why not? I did in Phoenix.”

“What?! What the hell were you doing taking a gun into a high school?”

“Uh hello? Haven’t you heard of school shootings? If some emo kid in a hoodie carrying a shotgun walks into my classroom I’m blowing his ass away. Aren’t you the one who told me to always be prepared for the worst case scenarios?”

“Please tell me Arial doesn’t carry a gun to school.”

“Arial doesn’t carry a gun to school.”

He did say please. If he wants to live in denial who am I to stop him? Of course she carries a gun. Who else would I trust to watch my six in case there were multiple emo kids?

“Okay, make yourself at home, unpack and pick out your outfit for tomorrow. Wear whatever you want in those boxes.”

“Gee thanks. So who has the night shift?”

“Sasha will be listening during the night. We are going to take turns. I will always be with you when you are at school.”

“Cool, I was planning to get myself off later tonight. She can listen. You think she would rather hear me in bed or in the shower?”

“Shut up Bella. Pretend I’m not here. Please pretend I’m not here.”

“I love you too, Uncle Dodo.”

I moved to my boxes of Goodwill clothes and prepared to bury these things in the dresser when I heard it.

A motor. An ancient motor. Walking to my window I looked down and saw an ugly beast of a truck. God, I feel sorry for whoever has to drive that. Some stick figure kid with very long hair who looked Quileute was helping an older Indian dude into a wheelchair.

Damn it, Charlie stuck his head in the door and yelled my name from downstairs.

I suppose I should go make nice. Okay Bella, look shy and awkward. You can do this.

I walked slowly outside with my best shy smile.

“Bella, you remember Billy Black?”

Oh yeah, the handicap guy Charlie always takes fishing.

“Of course. How are you Billy?”

“I’m doing good, Bella. Charlie hasn’t stopped talking about you since you asked to move down here. I haven’t seen him this excited in years.”

“Hi Bella.”

I took in the long haired skinny kid and didn’t know who the hell he was.

“I’m Jake?”

Okay…

“You used to make mud pies with him as a kid.” Jack’s voice rang out.

“Mud pies?” I asked, forgetting no one could hear Jack.

“Yes! You do remember!” His smile lit up his very young face.

Oh shit he’s a puppy dog. I recognized that look. He wants to hump my leg.

“Yeah, of course, Jake. It’s good to see you again.”

“So Bella what do you think of the truck?” Charlie asked, patting his hands on its bed.

I think it needs to be filled with explosives and used as a car bomb.

“It’s great.” What I supposed to say about a handicap guys truck? It’s ugly as hell? Can’t do that. Dodo would actually scream and that shit hurts.

“It’s yours. I bought it off Billy and Jake fixed it up. I didn’t think you would want to be dropped off at school every day in a police car.”

“Wow. It’s mine? You shouldn’t have Charlie!”

You really shouldn’t have. Seriously I would rather walk, duck walk, crawl, anything besides get inside this truck. I could smell gasoline already and knew the fumes inside would be enough to get me high and not in a good way.

Seriously? This is what my life has come to? Bella, I need you to look like a homeless person and drive a truck a homeless person would be to proud to drive.

I could hear Jack snickering in my ear. Could he see me? Of course he can. I’m sure the men in black have satellites.

“Hey, don’t thank me kid. Consider it a welcome home present.”

“Oh my God this is so cool.”

I hate you Jack. Your little Majestic 12 is so buying me a Corvette convertible when this is over.

“Come on, Bella, I’ll show you how to drive it. The clutch sticks a little.”

Clutch? At least I had that going for me. I could drive a standard. Arial and I went through a street racing phase when we first got our licenses and saw Fast and Furious 5. It only lasted a month and Jack wasn’t very happy with what we did to her Miata, having the supercharger installed. Plus, we never won a race. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Maybe this hunk of metal ha at least.

I sat behind the wheel and was instantly confused. There was no stick.

“Where is the shifter, Jake?”

“On the steering column.”

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That’s different. Charlies mustache suddenly seemed kinda modern.

After ten minutes, I felt I had this down. It sucked but I had it under control. Apparently this bitch only had a V 6. Looks like no street racing in the rain for me. Speaking of, the rain was back. Big surprise.

“If it ever gives you problems let me know and I can fix it. I pretty much got it running again.”

“Thanks,” fucker.

I walked inside, Jake following me with his tongue wagging I’m sure. I was for once glad I had on loose jeans and a long coat. If he actually got a look at my ass he would be over every day. I’m not being conceited. I worked hard for this ass.

“Hey Bella there is some of Harry Clearwater’s famous fish fry in the kitchen. Grab you some and come watch the ballgame with us.”

Damn, that sounded like an offer I couldn’t refuse. Football.

Maybe they would show a few shots of the cheerleaders.

Walking into the small kitchen I saw a paper bag with grease literally soaking the bottom. Slowly approaching the bag, I nearly screamed when I opened it.

There was some sort of fish in there. It was fried I think. Not grilled or blackened but fried to a crisp with hot grease still residing in it.

I am not eating this.

“I am not eating this.”

“You should give it a shot Bells. It’s delicious.” Jake said, walking in. I suppose he heard me.

“Bells?”

“Yeah, me and my sisters used to call you that when we were all kids.”

“Sisters?”

“Rachel and Rebecca.” Jack informed me.

“Rachel and Rebecca?”

“Yeah who else? You remember them right?”Jake asked.

“Of course,” not. I blocked most of my memories of living here. It’s what young people do when exposed to traumatic events.

Jake grabbed a couple plates and sat one in front of me.

“Uh Jake, why don’t you grab some food and I will be in the living room in a bit. I want to tidy up the kitchen.”

“Sounds good. It will be great for Charlie to have a woman around. He can be kind of messy sometimes.” he told me with a wink.

Of all the pig headed things, to assume I am cleaning his fucking mess up behind him.

Jake walked out and I spoke to the voice in my head.

“I am going to eat a small piece of what used to be some sort of fish. I want sushi tonight at the front porch at ten PM. I will sneak out and grab it.”

“There is no sushi in Forks, Bella.”

“If you can hook up a secure computer system in my closet in four hours you can find sushi. Also I don’t cook. You know how bad I am. You are going to have to figure out some way to get delivery before Charlie gets home if you want him to think I do.”

“I’ll do the best I can Martha Stewart. Now go make nice with Daddy’s friends.”

So I made nice. Billy smiled, Charlie smiled, I smiled, I laughed when I was supposed to, I acted like I didn’t notice when the cameraman decided the cheerleaders need attention for five seconds before commercial breaks, I acted like I gave a damn about football but not too much because I was clumsy and shy and didn’t really know anything about sports. It was a nice time. Jake even invited me to see him whenever I wanted.

As if.

By the end of the night I was so depressed I was ready for bed. I was hungry though. Very hungry.

“Dodo bird, did you complete your mission?”

“Your package is on the front porch, Phoenix.” Sasha told me.

“”Hey there, sexy. How is my love bird doing tonight?”

She said nothing but I heard her giggling.

Walking quietly down the stairs I saw Charlie was passed out in his recliner. Big surprise, he had a beer in his hand. I should probably take it away and wake him so he could go to bed.

Nah fuck it. He is probably used to waking up like this. He better not make it a habit. I will not live with a drunk. Renee’s pot smoking was bad enough. I may like to party but I consider my body a temple. A very dangerous, sleek, sexy temple.

I opened the door, not bothering to be quiet since he was three sheets to the wind. There was my package. I knew you could do it, Uncle Jack.

I walked back upstairs and damn near had an orgasm as the California roll hit my tongue. Thirty minutes later I was in bed, deciding I was too exhausted to take a shower tonight. The morning it would be.

The next morning I found myself uncharacteristically nervous. I hated this whole thing but the real mission was now beginning. I just need to stay low and be shy. Stay under the radar while trying to see if I could capture Edward Cullen’s attention.

My plan to stay low ended the moment my massive beast backfired, causing all the students in the parking lot to stare at me.

Great.

I grabbed my back pack, slung it over my shoulder and tried to ignore the constant drizzle fucking up my lion’s mane of dull brown hair.

Oh shit.

“Hi! You must be Chief Swan’s daughter. Isabella right? I’m Eric, the eyes and ears of this shcool. I need your picture for the school paper. You are hot news.”

“Get that fucking cam…”

“Bella!” Jack’s annoying voice cut me off.

“I mean please don’t. I really don’t want the attention. And please call me Bella.”

He looked so sad for a moment then his smile was back. Great, another fucking puppy. He wasn’t even a cute puppy.

“Let me show you to the office so you can get your schedule. We are in a lot of the same classes.”

“Gee thanks.”

Fucking wonderful.

We walked to the office where some old lady gave me a schedule and tried to talk to me. I think I nodded a few times and gave her that patented shy smile, and walked off with my head down.

True to his promise, Eric took me to every class.

I hadn’t seen the targets yet. This school was small. Where the hell could they be? I thought I saw a flash of long blonde hair but it moved away too quickly, turning the corner before I could get a look.

In the lunchroom, it was worse. Eric practically dragged me to a table with his friends. I was introduced and smiled of course.

Mike Newton sort of reminded me of a golden retriever. Jessica something had great tits but not much else going for her. Angela seemed nice. She had potential. Take away the horrible glasses and she wouldn’t look half bad. Lauren had a lot of potential, unfortunately she was in denial about her sexuality and felt threatened by my presence chasing off potential boyfriends. I don’t know why. I looked like shit. I can’t believe I wore this green shirt. It honestly looks like something a bowling team would wear. Give me the clown shoes and I was ready to roll strikes.

“So Eric you been taking care of my girl?” Newton asked.

“Your girl?” Eric responded.

I concurred but not for the same reason.

Suddenly I was attacked. A black kid kissed me on the cheek, said my girl and ran off before I could twist his balls off.

“Wow, I guess you are the shiny new toy.” Jessica observed.

“I’m not a fu…”

“Bella!” that annoying voice in my head screamed.

“I… uh guess so.” I said quietly. I really need to work on staying in character.

Suddenly the door opened and four figures walked inside.

It was them.

Yeah, they were defintely aliens.

“That’s the Cullens, the foster kids of Dr. and Mrs. Cullen. He adopted all of them.”

“Really? Why are they walking in slow motion?” I whispered.

They were.

My question was ignored because Jessica gasped.

I looked back to the door and saw my target.

“That’s Edward Cullen. He is the only single one, the rest of them are together. Jasper and Alice and Emmett and Rosalie. It is so weird that they live together and are together.”

“Dr. Cullen could adopt me.” Angela observed. “You’re just jealous, Jessica.”

“I am not. Bella don’t get your hopes up about Edward. Apparently none of the girls around here are pretty enough for him.”

“I wasn’t.” I really, really wasn’t. Still he was beautiful. They all were. Edward was interesting. Give him breasts and cut off his dick and he would have potential. The girls were hot. I wasn’t crazy about the small ones hair. I preferred a bit longer hair. The spiky thing was too butch for me but she had the body of a ballerina.

The blonde Rosalie was even hotter than her pictures. I would seriously lick peanut butter and jelly off her abs and lower.

Shit, Eddie was looking at me.

Think of something offensive.

I returned his gaze and thought of the big guy fucking Eddie in the ass.

Nope. No reaction. Wait…

I thought of Rosalie fucking Eddie with a strap on.

Still no reaction but he kept staring at me. I suppose he couldn’t read my mind. After thirty seconds or so he had a confused look on his face.

Yeah, you can’t read my mind, can you freak?

“Oh my God Bella, Edward Cullen is staring at you.” Angela whispered. I turned my head quickly back to the table.

“I don’t think he is.” Jessica said quickly.

“Yeah, he is definitely staring at her.” Mike said grumpily. Great, my golden retriever is jealous already. This is why I never want pets or kids.

I slightly turned using my ten pounds of hair to try and hide my face and really took Edward Cullen in.

Great hair, stylish clothes, looked depressed but trying his best to turn a sad face into a brooding face he hoped people would find mysterious.

This wouldn’t work.

I excused myself and went to the bathroom. Stepping into a stall I spoke to Dodo bird.

“Jack, he is gay. I can’t get him interested in me.”

“How do you know he is gay?”

“You have to see him up close. Everything about him screams frustrated gay guy.”

“Then you two have something in common. Take him shopping.”

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that, Uncle asshole.”

“Look, he may just be a pretty boy. Give it a shot. Did you see if he could read your mind?”

“Yeah, I thought about him taking it up the ass by the big guy and then by the blonde chick and he had no reaction other than staring at me. I think he was trying to read my mind and couldn’t.”

“Perfect. You have gym next right? Then Biology?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, remember not to do well in gym. He may be watching. Clumsy and awkward.”

“What the hell? Schooling these punks in gym was the only thing I was looking forward too.”

“Bella…”

“No. Arial and I were all district volleyball players as sophomores, Jack. I am not… no… volleyball is my game. I’m the best athlete in this school not to say it’s a big accomplishment here.”

“Undercover. When you are in Palestine one day are you going to be this hardheaded? Seriously?”

Damn it.

“Fine.”

I flushed the toilet and walked back into the cafeteria. Lauren was walking towards me, tray in hand, sneering.

I walked into her tilting her tray into her chest.

“Oh my God, Lauren! I am so sorry. I am so clumsy!”

“I’m fine!”

Lauren bent down to pick up her tray. I let her, then bent down as well. When her head raised I head butted the back of her skull.

“Oh, I am so sorry! I was just trying to h… h… help.” There is that stutter. She is rubbing the back of her skull. Hope she doesn’t pass out.

“Just stay away from me!”

Wow. Hostile. Hope she can get that chocolate milk stain out of that lovely blouse.

Walking into gym in this horrible gym outfit I saw Dodo was right. Apparently everyone has gym at this time. Not surprisingly, the Cullen kids sat on the bleachers across the gym in their normal designer outfits. I suppose Dr. Cullen made up some excuse for them to sit around and not participate. I wonder why? Freaky speed or was it more than that?

Ugh, these shorts annoyed me. I looked so good in the Nike Pro spandex shorts I wore playing volleyball. These things just kind of hung there. Plus, I was ashamed of my pale legs. God I needed a tan. Why couldn’t Jack need me for a mission in the Middle East? At least I would get sun there.

“Hey Arizona, I thought everybody from there had dark tans?” Asshole Mike observed.

“Maybe that’s why I got kicked out.” I answered, secretly wanting to shove a knife into his pale pasty gut.

So I stood back and watched from the back line while everyone around me had fun trying to play volleyball.

The ball came towards me. I looked and saw Mike on the next court playing basketball.

I let the ball drop and instead of hitting it back, I twisted my body and spiked that fucking ball into his head. He nearly fell down but saved himself at the last second.

“Nice shot, Bella.” Jessica said from somewhere that didn’t matter.

“Mike, I am so sorry.” I lied perfectly.

“No problem, Bella. Maybe I could help you out sometime with volleyball.”

“I could use some help too Mike.” Jessica added in. If she is so into this guy she has more serious issues than I thought. Of course looking around, I would imagine a girls option’s were very limited. He could very well be was passes for a hot male model here.

“I’m just not very good at sports I suppose.” I said quietly. Acting job of the century? Yeah, I could pull it off.

“Bella would you chill out and remember why you are there?” Jack requested.

“Hey, why aren’t the Cullen’s having to play?” I asked Mike.

He shrugged his shoulders.

“Supposedly they all have some sort of condition. It has to do with the weird gold eyes I guess.”

“Gold eyes?”

“Yeah, I guess you didn’t notice but they all have gold eyes. No one knows what the condition is but apparently Dr. Cullen cleared it with the principle so they get to do homework during this period.”

“That is interesting.” Jack commented.

The pictures Jack had were always from a distance or out of focus, enough to give us an idea of their faces but never close enough to notice something like that. Very interesting. I had assumed they wore contacts, maybe different colors now and then. This wasn’t the case. Could those be their natural eye color?

Gym ended not soon enough, allowing me to get out of these horrible clothes. The next class was the important one.

Biology.

Walking in, I couldn’t help but think how pathetic this was. It was cold outside but the heating unit in this school was so outdated I was burning up in this room. A fan was blowing from the front towards the students, I suppose to make sure they didn’t pass out from the heat. I felt it’s blast when I walked in front of it to get the teacher to sign my form saying I actually showed up to this horror show.

“Have a seat next to Edward there. He needs a partner.”

Show time.

I walked over, head down, and even stumbled a bit. Sitting down, I saw him turn away. This guy looked pissed. I quietly introduced myself.

“Hi, I’m Bella. Bella Swan.”

He didn’t say a word, turning away from him and placing his hand over his nose.

What the fuck? I smell awesome, Jackass.

I said nothing else to him. He seemed to move as far away from me as possible. I caught him looking at one point and noticed his eyes weren’t gold. They were black. Very, very black.

Yep, he’s an alien. Congratulations Bella, just convince Jack and you are on the first flight to Florida.

Eddie didn’t appear to be moving. He didn’t appear to be breathing.

The bell rang and before I could blink he was gone.

Damn.

“Great job Bella. Way to get to know him.” Jack sarcastically observed.

“I tried. He wasn’t moving and had his hand over his nose the whole time. He looked like he was in pain.” I whispered, hoping no one noticed me talking to myself. “I’m not sure he was even breathing.”

“Did you fart or something?”

“I don’t think so. I have to get to the office and turn this form in. We can talk more when I get to Charlie’s.”

I walked into the office and saw Eddie there. He was arguing with the lady at the front desk about changing classes. She told him he couldn’t because there was no room in any other classes.

He turned and saw me. That wasn’t a happy to see you look.

Bastard nearly ran into me as he rushed out.

What an asshole.