When the final bell screamed at the top of its lungs, students jumped and moved toward freedom but the whisperers erupted into confabulation.

“Bella is an idiot for using Jacob the way she does,” Misty said through gritted teeth as she stare at Jessica. Jessica’s eyes were narrowed and she pointed a finger at Megan, “She is the one who said that Bella isn’t using Jacob.”

Megan sat on the edge of her chair as she thumbed through her copy of New Moon, “Right here, ‘I’m sorry, I can’t be the right kind of monster for you Bella.’ He says it himself!” Misty was breathing hard as she pulled out her own copy of Twilight and slammed it on the table.

“I_ wasn’t interesting. And _he was. Interesting and brilliant. and mysterious. and perfect. and beautiful. and possibly able to lift full-sized vans with one hand,” Misty read in a mocking tone, “She wants to be a vampire and she gets sick at the sight of blood. Everything’s about Bella!“

Jessica giggled, “Well, Bella is the main character.”