The Hard Way to Learn A Lesson

The Hard Way to Learn A Lesson by Stephaniiie

Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Edward & Bella-OOC-AU/AH-Mixed POV-Complete

Author Summary- Bad boy Edward needs to be taught a lesson. So his teachers come up with a plan- ‘marry’ him to the best behaved girl in school! How will his ego survive spending ‘eternity’ with Bella Swan!

FFMR Review- This is definitely not as adult as most of the stories on here, which isn't always a bad thing! This story is...fun. As the summary states, Edward is the bad boy. He is rude and cruel to Bella. For a psychology project at school, Edward and Bella get paired up to be "married" to one another for a few weeks. Edward was almost always the mastermind behind the false rumors spread about Bella. So needless to say, they were both disappointed with the pairing. At first, Edward is still rude to her, mostly leaving her with his sister, Alice. Which doesn't bother Bella in the least. She cannot stand Edward. But spending every day together starts to slowly change that. And it isn't until they are pulled apart that they realize what they really mean to one another. Lots and fluff and angst. Love it.


A Little Piece of the Story-

But, as thunder rumbled outside and images of the beautiful girl who was now sleeping next door – sigh – ran through my head, sleep refused to take me again. My fingers flexed under the sheets, desperate, I knew, to run delicately across piano keys. I hadn't wanted this so badly in years. I should have known that fiddling around with the piano the other day had been a bad idea. I knew that, if I started playing again, Alice would make the wrong ideas; think that I had continued to play without her. And even I would think that callous after all that we had been through.

But I was already sneaking up the second flight of stairs, desperate to break my own rules; to make beautiful music.
I pulled the sheet off of the piano and eagerly sat down on the stool. I stared at the ivory keys for a long moment, and then laid my fingers on some. I closed my eyes and thought of Bella, and I played what came to me. That was how I had composed Esme's songs before… I let that thought trail off before it came back to haunt me and listened to the melody I unconsciously played.
It was alarmingly sweet and adoring… almost girly. I hated that one girl could make me feel like this. Was this how I made other girls feel? Wow. I thought everyone just got with me so that they could get some. Not because their pulse raced every time they saw me and I was all that they could ever think about. Did I make Bella feel like that? Don't be stupid, Edward, I told myself firmly, the girl hates you.