The whispers became louder as I walked in to English class late. I paused and flushed with embarrassment. The students laughed and I walked to my seat and sat down. I looked over at my old friend Jessica, she was whispering to Lauren and looking my way. They giggled and I gripped tighter on my pencil, causing it to crack. I picture the pencil slicing through her eye and her screaming and dying. Jessica Stanley used to be a nice girl ... until the beginning of eighth grade.
***
"Hey Jess." I smiled as I sat down beside her.
"What do you want loser?" She scowled at me in disgust.
"What's wrong with you?" I looked her in the eyes as she sighed loudly.
"God Bella just shut the fuck up no one wants to hear your annoying voice!" she exclaimed.
I stared at her in disbelief. Did that really just come out of my best friends mouth? Did she really mean it? I stopped thinking and tried to concentrate on what the teacher was saying.
"Welcome to High School." The teacher said cheerfully.
Shouldn't it be welcome to hell? Welcome to backstabbing bitch land? I looked out the window and thought about what Jess had just said. We talked on the phone last night and everything was fine. The bell for lunch rang. I looked back to the inside of the class. Jessica had moved her desk away from mine. It pulled on the threads of my heart. I quickly got up and gathered my books. Walking towards my locker and opening it on the third try. Throwing my books in and running to the bathroom. It was abandoned and lonely. I walked up to the mirror and looked at my reflection. My plain brown hair hung to my stomach. I swept a strand out of my face. My face was pale and boring, my brown eyes a ugly hazel. My clothes were plain. A blue long sleeved t-shirt, a gray zip up hoody over it combined with a pair of black skinny jeans. I looked my reflection in the eyes and repeated her words. "God Bella just shut the fuck up no one wants to hear your annoying voice!" A single tear ran down my cheek. I stared at my ugly face in the mirror and cried. I sighed and snuffed. "Who's gonna want you now? Your just an ugly loner! You have no one! NO ONE!" The tears flowed faster after I told myself these words.
***
I snapped out of my flashback and heard my name being called.
"Bella?"
"Umm.... I'm sorry what?"
Mrs. Jenkins sighed. "Hallway now!"
I sighed as the others laughed. I always got sent out of Mrs. Jenkins class. I gathered my stuff and walked down the isle passing Jessica's desk. She put her foot out, tripping me and making my binders fall. The class roared with laughter as I picked up my binders and ran out of the class, tears flowing down my cheeks. I sat outside the classroom and brought my legs to my stomach. Laying my head in my arms and letting the tears flow freely. I sat there until the bell for lunch rang. Wiping
the tears from my eyes with my sweater sleeve. The class walked out and someone stepped on my toe, I looked up to see Jessica. She smiled and laughed.
"Have a nice trip Bella?" Her friends laughed with her.
I sighed getting up from the ground and walking towards my locker. I opened it and placed my books in. I routed through my book bag for my cell. I dialed my dad's work number and smiled weakly when he picked up.
"Hello forks police station how may I help you?"
"Hey Dad."
"Oh Bells what's wrong? You sound horrible."
I sighed .... only he would notice. "Umm... I'm not feeling good can you call the school and tell them I'm sick?"
"Sure sweetie! I'll do that in a sec. Listen you remember my old friend Adam? Well him his son are moving down here and I said they could come over for supper on Thursday."
I sighed, someone else to tell me how ugly and stupid I am. "Your telling me this now dad? Why?"
He laughed. "Because I would have forgotten by the time I got home."
"Ok then I'll make sure I'm not home for that!"
"Isabelle why can't you be happy and socialize? Your gonna be there! If it's the lat thing I do."
I smiled. "Well then Dad I hope you made a bucket list because I'm not gonna come out of my room!"I slammed my phone shut and walked to my car. I started it up and drove through the rain to my house. As I walked in the house the phone rang. I ignored it and untied my black converse. Placing them beside Charlie's extra work boots. I grabbed my book bag and walked upstairs. Throwing it across the room and turning on the stereo. I turned it up until it wouldn't go any farther and started cleaning the dirty clothes off my floor. I picked up the basket as I finished and ran downstairs. Starting the washer and throwing them in, not separating like my mom had taught me how to. I sighed and remembered when she had left me and my father, apparently we weren't good enough of a family for her. Now she's god knows where fucking who knows. I hope she's dead! I wouldn't care if she was. I sighed and cleared my head. I ran back upstairs and laid down on my bed. Reading Romeo and Juliet.
"Bella! BELLA! SUPPER!"Charlie yelled from downstairs I sighed and looked at the clock. 8pm the normal super time. I rubbed the sleepies out of my eyes and stumbled out of my room. Slowly walking down the steps and around the corner in to the kitchen. I smelled Charlie's home made pizza and smiled.
"Smells good Dad!"
"Yeah I put green peppers and onions on your side for you." he smiled trying to hide his bribery. I sighed. "What is it dad?"
"What are you talking about?"He asked placing my pizza and a Jones in front of me.
"Well let's see ... Home made pizza WITH green peppers and onions, a Jones and let me guess Cherry tort for desert? There has to be something."
He laughed at my reasoning. "Well... see Adam and his son Edward .... they can't quite find a place to live so...."
Anger built inside of me as I chewed on my bribe pizza. "YOU DID NOT TELL THEM THEY COULD STAY HERE!"
He sighed. "Bella it's just until they can find a place to live!"
I sighed in frustration. "WOW! I wonder how long that will be! A month? A year?! You never know Dad they could be poor and NEVER get a house! THEY COULD BE WITH US FOREVER!"
"Isabella Marie Swan! You live in my house and you WILL follow MY rules! And one of those rules would be to accept Edward and Adam!"
I walked over to the stove with my plate and put another slice beside the half eaten one on my plate, I grabbed my Jones and walked out of the kitchen. "GOODNIGHT!" I yelled stomping up each step and slamming my bedroom door shut. I chewed on my pizza as I finished my math homework. When I was done I got undressed and got in the shower. I thought about todays events as I lathered the shampoo in to my hair. It's been 3 years since eighth grade. It shows what kind of a friend Jessica Stanley really was. If I didn't get better marks in English I would fail Eleventh grade English! Charlie wouldn't be happy with that.
I sighed running my finger through my wet hair making sure I had gotten all the conditioner out. Who is this "Edward?" and what goes through his mind? WHY! Why does Charlie have to be so hospitable? Doesn't he know how to say "Sorry but no."
It's not that hard! I sighed and turned the water off in the shower. I walked out and wrapped a towel around my body. I wiped steam off my mirror and looked over at the hair dye I had bought the other day. I smiled and picked it up reading the directions. I smiled as I put it in my hair, Great I can dye my hair black and piss off Charlie! I opened my bathroom door and walked in to my room I looked at the time. 5 more minutes and I can wash it out. I looked over at my makeup desk and saw how much of a mess it was. I smiled all it was is black. Black eyeliner, Black eyeshadows and Black mascaras, the only color I have is red lip gloss and red lipstick. I looked at the clock I still had 2 minutes until I could wash it out. I walked over to my dresser and laid my clothes out for the next day. A black T-shirt, Black skinny Jeans and a gray sweater. I smiled let's give him a heart attack! I walked to the bathroom and washed out my hair. I smiled as I blew my new black hair dry.