From the moment you laid eyes on her, you did not like Isabella Swan. She was highly annoying, in your opinion. But everyone else seemed to think that she could do no wrong. Like she was princess of the fucking world. She wasn't even that attractive!
You glanced over, gold eyes narrowing upon her form as Edward continued to talk to her. She annoyed you in that way, too. She had stolen Edward's attention, and now it was always about her. You sighed, running a hand through (Hair Color) hair before rising as the bell rang. Striding towards the lunch line, you snatched a bottle of water from the line, placed it on a tray and moved back towards the table that the Cullens sat at, slamming it down in a fit of temper.
"What's got your panties in a bunch?" questioned Emmett, and you glared at him before sitting down.
"Shut it, Emmett." you snapped at him, knowing you would regret it later when you had finally calmed down enough to realize the irrationality of your actions against your family members. It wasn't them that you were pissed at. It was her. You weren't about to voice it though, not when Edward adored her. Didn't he know that she was just a pathetic human?
You wanted to wring her neck.
"(Name)?" An equally cold hand landed on your shoulder, trying to be as comforting and soothing as the owner of the appendage could be and you looked up, eyes locking with Alice's. "Are you okay?"
You bit your tongue to keep the reply from leaving your lips and nodded mutely, opening the bottle of water and drinking from it. It was cold, soothing the rawness of your throat. Lowering the bottle, you watched as Edward sat down, and you averted your gaze. "I'm done." You said, getting to your feet to empty your tray of the only thing on it, throwing the water bottle into the trash.
Returning to the table, you sat as far away from Edward as you could, refusing to look at him. He sent you a confused look, obviously wondering why or how he had pissed you off. 'No use in reading my mind, Edward. It's not going to work.' you thought and he sighed softly.
Your bad mood continued throughout the day, even as you approached Edward's Volvo. He was usually the one who drove you home, seeing as you refused to get a car yourself. Why get a car when you could mooch off your 'siblings'?
"What's wrong with you?" questioned Edward as he approached the car. You turned away, arms crossed over your chest as you shook your head and got in, refusing to say a word to him. "You're acting like a child."
"And I'll keep acting like a child until you leave me alone." you snapped in return. At this moment, you were determined to stay mad at him, and not even Jasper would be able to calm you down. He glanced at you before starting the car, pulling out of the parking lot and heading towards the Cullen House. Once there, you got out soundlessly and moved towards the door. "I'm going to my room."
Esme stared after you worriedly before turning towards Edward, unspoken plea in her eyes. "I'll talk to her later." he reassured, wincing at the sound of the door slamming. You had been in this mood since Bella had arrived, moody and unresponsive when he or anyone asked what was wrong.
He ascended the stairs, moving towards your room. Knocking twice, he opened the door. You were curled on the bed, knees drawn to your chest with your arms wrapped around them. "Are you going to stop sulking and tell me what's wrong?"
"I'm not sulking. And I'm mad at you." you mumbled childishly, turning away from him. "Go away, Edward. I don't want to talk to you right now." He paused for a moment before walking out and shutting the door behind him. Flopping face down onto your bed, you sighed before running a hand through your hair. "Stupid Edward..."