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Chapter 1: Pilot/ Apocalypse
BellaPOV
I heard my alarm go off and I smacked the off button. I opened my eyes and saw the sun shining through my black curtains.
Fuck. Why couldn't it rain today? I was so hoping it would.
I angrily grabbed my towels and rushed to the bathroom.
Stupid school. Stupid early fucking wake up calls. I would actually like school if it wasn't for the homework, the bitchy teachers, and waking up early. That's all that pisses me off. Well, that's not all of it. There's another thing that also pisses me the fuck off-The Popular group. The stupid jocks and cheerleaders. Them and their fucking leader. Edward motherfucking Cullen.
That stupid bitch just thinks he's the king of the school. Like if he's the big rose of the rose bush.
I quickly took a shower and got out in less than 5 minutes. I dried myself and changed into my usual clothes. I dressed into black jeans, a black Tee, and my black and white converse. I towel dried my brown and red hair and parted it to the side. Okay, my hair wasn't exactly red, it was only the roots. But it still looked fucking awesome.
I did my intense smokey eye and put on my black prescription ray bans. I am blind as fuck.
I went downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a banana. I quickly ate it and went back upstairs to brush my teeth. I grabbed my back pack and my car keys and rushed out the front door.
I was so happy my dad had given me a new car. It was a black mini cooper. I love it so much.
I got in the car and turned it on, hearing the soft purr of the car. This car was excellent at drifting. I'm serious.
I drove out of my drive way and drove to my best friend's house. I arrived to my destination and honked the horn.
"Emmett! You filthy whore!" I called out the window. "Get your butt in here, bitch!"
I saw Emmett walking out the door in a hurry. He was wearing black jeans, a red t-shirt and a black beanie. He was also wearing ray bans. He doesn't have a problem with his eye sight, but he didn't want to let me be alone.
I was very self conscience when I first got my first pair of glasses in 5th grade. Emmett wasn't very happy with me being upset so he begged his mom to get him the same glasses I had so I wouldn't feel left alone. And now, every time I get new glasses, Emmett gets the same kind I do.
Emmett and I have always dressed the same and acted the same. We are inseparable. People sometimes think that we're fraternal twins who were separated at birth. I sometimes thought that, too.
I've known Emmett ever since I was in my mother's stomach. We were fetus buddies! Emmett is a big, muscly teddy bear! I can count on him with anything!
"You know I almost get complaints everyday with you screaming out profanity?" said Emmett as he entered the car.
"Bitch. You say them, too." I said. "So just shut the fuck up, Emmett."
"I don't know how I am still your friend." said Emmett as he laughed and shook his head.
"It's 'cause you can't live with out me! How will you survive with out your right hand woman?" I told him with a cocky smirk. He smiled and shook his head.
"I fucking hate it when you're right." said Emmett as he laughed. I winked at him and drove off.
"Fuck. I hope we're not late." said Emmett as he checked his phone."We have three minutes."
"Stop being a pussy, you bitch. We'll make it in time." I said. I stepped on the pedal more and the car accelerated.
"Okay. I think I rather be alive and late, than on time and dead." said Emmett as he clutched his seat belt.
"Please. Emmett, have I ever let you down?" I told him as I accelerated more.
"No. But there's always a first time for everything." said Emmett.
"Please. How the fuck can you go street racing and have fun. But you're a pussy when I'm driving fast to school?" I asked.
"There's a difference. In street racing, you're not the one driving." said Emmett.
"Wh-? I am a great driver!" I told him in a shocked voice.
"Bella. Admit it. You've only been driving for 3 months and you already drive like a fucking psychopath on crack." said Emmett. I glared at him. "I'm still surprised that you even passed the test."
"At least I have a drivers license." I said. Emmett clutched his chest.
"Ouch. That hurt me deeply, Bells." said Emmett. I sighed.
"I didn't mean to offended you, Emmy. I'm just sensitive when it comes to my driving." I told him.
"I was fucking kidding. It didn't hurt at all. But I'm glad that you admit you have a problem." said Emmett. He put a hand on my shoulder. "Just let it all out, Bella."
"Oh, fuck off, you douche-bagging bitch!" I said as I shook his hand off. Emmett laughed. He found it really funny every time I cussed.
We arrived to school right when the bell rang. I shot a look at Emmett.
"What did I fuckin say?" I told him with a cocky smirk.
"Okay. So we're here. But where are we going to park?" asked Emmett. I looked around and there were only two parking spaces. One was at the end of the parking lot, far away from the main building. And the other was right next to the building. There was only one problem with that spot.
It was right next to Edward Cullen's car.
"Okay. Before you decide, take into consideration that we cannot be late. We have a test and we need to be there before the late bell rings." said Emmett. I sighed in defeat. I hated this. So fucking much.
I went to go park my car next to Edward's and I had the urge to scratch it. But that would mean scratching my car as well.
"Let's go!" I said as we hurried out of the car like two bats out of hell. We rushed to our first period class. Emmett and I had every class together except 5th period. I had Art and Emmett had drama. That whore just had to take drama. We could've had every class together but this bitch had to choose drama over Art.
We arrived to our first class and sat next to each other. The second we sat down, the late bell rang. Sure I was a bad ass, but I still had to follow some rules. And if I want to get into a good University then I have to have good grades and no tardies.
Today we had an Algebra II test, and I was so not fucking prepared. I studied so hard, but I don't think that much stuck in my big brain that was filled with enough knowledge.
"Good luck." Emmett and I both said to each other as we got the test.
I bit down on my bottom lip and furrowed my brow. I was confused at first, but until I began seeing the equations, everything that I had studied came back flowing into my brain. My pencil began to move quickly and I could feel many eyes on me. Through my peripheral vision, I saw Emmett staring at me in amazement.
When the test was over, the bell rang and Emmett and I were on our way to our next class.
"Wow. I knew you were smart. But I didn't know you were that smart!" said Emmett. "You have a brain the size of the planet."
"Oh, c'mon. It wasn't that hard now that I think of it." I said as I shrugged.
"Please! Everything is easy to you, you bad-ass nerdy bitch!" said Emmett. I laughed.
"You need to study! The more you study, the bigger your brain gets!" I said.
"Psh. My brain is big enough." said Emmett. I laughed.
"Bitch. My brain is bigger than yours. I just proved that on the test!" I said."Plus. Don't think I didn't catch you looking at my test."
He glared at me.
"I was comparing answers." said Emmett. I snorted.
"Ha! That's what you always say, you dumb whore." I said as I laughed.
"Must you always call me a bitch and a whore? I'm not a girl." said Emmett.
"I call everybody that, Emmett." I said as I shook my head and rolled my eyes.
"And still, you're the queen of our group." said Emmett as he shook his head.
There were three groups at our school. The popular group, the weird/rock group, and the neutral group.
The popular group is made up of jocks, cheerleaders, and the people who are born popular that aren't jocks or cheerleaders. They think the run the school because they are "popular". Their leader and their 'voice' is Edward Cullen. The star of the football team and the ladies 'dream guy'.
The weird/rock group, or what I call the Individuals, is made up of the emos, the goths, the screamos, the nerds, the skaters, the scene kids, the hipsters, the loners, the weirdos, the pot heads, the drama geeks, geeks in general, the druggies, the punk rockers, the dirty minded thinkers, and the dirty/sexually active band geeks. And their leader and voice is me, Isabella Marie fucking Swan. Their bad-ass, 'I-don't-give-a-fucking-shit' leader. We are the biggest group of the school as you can see.
And last group are the neutrals. They are the smallest group here. They are the ones who don't pick between anybody. The Individuals respect their decision, and we are friends with them. But the Popular group hate that they are neutral. They don't associate with them because they associate with us.
This feud between the Populars and the Individuals has been going on for three generations. And Edward's ancestors and my ancestors have been the leaders of each group. We used to live in peace together, until something bad happened.
I didn't become the queen of the Individuals until I entered Middle School. But what I didn't know was that I was already the queen when I first started pre-school. No wonder the weird group was always nice to me.
I began calling us the Individuals when Edward Cullen and his popular group crossed the line four years ago.
"Hey, Bella!" said Emmett as he came rushing toward me. "Look at my new glasses!"
"They're the same as mine!" I said as I smiled.
"Yeah! I saw your new glasses and I had to get the same ones as my best friend!" said Emmett as he smiled.
Emmett was adorable. He had an adorable baby face with big brown eyes and light brown curly hair. He wasn't skinny but he wasn't fat either. He was just big boned. He had braces and I did, too. Like I said, we did and still do everything together.
I was just an awkward 13 year old girl who wasn't boy crazy and whose body still hadn't fully developed. I had wavy brown hair and big chocolate brown eyes.
At the time, Emmett and I wore baggy pants, converse, and long sleeve shirts with black beanies. We have always included beanies in our wardrobe every since we began to dress ourselves.
"Hey, Emmett! Guess what?" I said as I smiled.
"What?" said Emmett with a big smile.
"Yours truly got a new guitar!" I said. Emmett's eyes widened.
"Bella! That is great! And guess what? I got a new drum set! My father got me them over the weekend!" said Emmett.
"Emmett! That's great!" I said.
"Yeah! I thought that they were too prude-y to give me a set! But I guess not!" Said Emmett with a big smile.
"Dude! Now we can both rock out!" I said.
Then we both pretended to rock out to invisible instruments. We were both laughing and having fun until we heard a voice.
"Aw. If it isn't metal mouth and metal fatso." said the voice. We turned around and saw Edward Cullen and his pose standing behind us.
"Hey! You're on our turf!" I said in my embarrassing high voice. Edward and his friends laughed.
"This is our school. So we can go anywhere we want." said Edward. We began to draw in a big crowd. Mostly all of my group was behind me.
"We agreed that we wouldn't bother you if you didn't cross our line. And we haven't wandered on your side so get out of ours!" I said as I glared at him.
"We didn't agree to anything. And you've crossed our side many times!" said Edward. I scoffed.
"Well, yeah! To get to class, not-so-smart one! But during break and lunch, we've stayed away!" I said I took a step toward him.
"Why don't you go back to where you belong, you weirdo?" said Edward as he took a step toward me. I didn't say anything. I was too busy killing him with my mind. "And also take your little weird group of abnormal friends with you? You don't belong here in the real world. You guys are just mutants and a bad influence to our society. Why don't you all just go and so we can all rid ourselves from you?"
I was boiling up with anger and I was a volcano that was about to erupt. Don't cross the line, Edward Cullen, I thought. It won't be pretty when you see me blow up in your face.
Edward was getting pretty cocky with my silence, probably mistaking it with fear. But the people behind me knew that I was getting really mad by the way I clenched my fist and how I shook.
"Aw. Is little weird Isabella going to cry? Is handsome Edward too much for itsy bitsy Isabella to handle?" said Edward as he and his friends laughed. You've done it now, Edward.
"Why don't you just shut the fuck up! Why don't you and your group just die and go back to hell where you belong? Just leave us the fuck alone! What the fuck have we ever done to you? You fucking irritate the shit out of me and every single one of us!
"We have had to deal with your mother-fuckin' shit and we are fucking tired of it! You think you own the school, but you are so fucking wrong! You have your little followers back you up but what if you were alone? Huh? Would you be so fucking cocky as you are now?
"You are just afraid. You are just a fucking pussy who needs to have his friends their to make you feel like the big man. But guess what? Alone you are just nothing. So just shut the fuck up!" I screamed as I breathed heavily. Edward and his friends just stood there shocked with their mouths open. Emmett helped me up so I could stand on the chair.
"And we are not weirdos! We are Individuals! We are our own person! We are not afraid to be ourselves! Unlike your group who are fakes and have to act like other people to fit in your group! We are not afraid to speak our mind. We are not afraid to be weird and act like retards! We are Individuals!" I said. "So get the fuck out of our faces. 'Cause we are done with your shit, Cullen."
I got off the chair and walked away with all my followers cheering behind me. Emmett rushed to my side.
"Bella! That was amazing!" said Emmett.
"That felt so fucking good." I said. "It was such a rush and I felt free."
"Bella! You're cursing!" said Emmett, shocked.
"Emmett! Just shut up and try it! It feels so fucking good! Get it off your chest!" I said. "Just scream at the top of your lungs!"
Emmett hesitated as he thought about it. He stopped and went to stand on one of the tables.
"I am so fucking tired of being called fat! I am fucking tired of that shit!" screamed Emmett. I smiled.
And that was when I made history. That was when every single Individual began to stand up for themselves...and curse. Hehe. It made them feel free. And also, that was when the Individuals' group got more Individuals to join. Our group grew in major numbers.
Emmett solved his problem though. He was so tired of being called fat that he worked out like crazy. We both got off our braces over the summer before we entered high school. And we had drastic changes.
Emmett was buffer and taller. And also cuter. His voice was deeper and his eyes got bigger. Like I said, he's a big, buff teddy bear!
As for me, puberty decided to finally finish and hit me all at once. I got curvier, my boobs grew two bra sizes and my hair got silky smooth and soft. My skin became flawless, my eyes became rounder and bigger, and my lips became fuller and pink.
Emmett and I were hot!
I don't mean to sound conceited, but we are! When High School started, we turned heads. I even caught Edward looking at me. For being the age of 14, we were sexy. And we knew it. Hell. We are sexy. And we fucking know it.
"Bella. Let's go. It's time for 2nd period." said Emmett as he rolled his eyes. We rushed to class, which was English. We made it just in time and sat at our seats which was at the back of the class.
Emmett and I were practically sleeping in that class. Mr. Obert had the most boring, monotone voice ever. It's like he has no emotion. And every time he gives a lesson, Emmett and I took turns to stab each other with our pencils when we see one another fall asleep. Emmett gets stabbed the most.
We were so happy when we heard the bell ring. It was break and Emmett and I went to go hang out at our usual spot.
Like usual, there was rock music playing, some were head banging and shit. I fucking love it here.
"Hey, Bella!" was what heard from everybody when I walked to our side of the school, which was next to this big tree. The Populars hung out on the football field and the bleachers. And the neutrals hung out in the cafeteria and with us sometimes. And when we were in the neutrals' territory, the Individuals and the Populars couldn't fight. So we all had to get lunch in peace.
And no man's territory was in between the Populars and our territory. So if we need to talk, we just go their and we don't cross anybody's turf.
"Hey, Bella. I heard that in Art class we are going to get partnered up." said Angela as she approached me. "I am nervous."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because there are Populars in that class. What if I get partnered up with one of them?" asked Angela. Yeah. Every Individual always comes to me when the desperately need advice.
"Okay. Listen Angela. It's going to be okay. If you have a problem with that then just go to the teacher and try to get out of it. No worries." I said as I put my hand on her shoulder and smiled.
"Oh. Okay, Bella. Thanks." said Angela as she smiled.
"And if you are stuck with them, and they act like total douches. Call me and I'll go fuck them up!" I said. Angela and Emmett laughed.
"Okay! Thanks, Bells!" said Angela as she walked away with a small jump in her step.
"Aren't you nervous, Bells?" asked Emmett. I shook my head.
"Why would I be?" I asked. "I have nothing to worry about. There are more Individuals' and Neutrals' in that class than there are Populars'. I'm sure that I have 1 in 1,000 chances."
"Pray, Bells. Pray. You could be that 1." said Emmett.
"Fuck, Emmett. You fucking jinxed it, you bitch!" I said as I punched him on the arm. He winced.
"Fuck, Bella. For someone shorter than me, you punch so fucking hard." said Emmett. "Ever thought about being on the boxing team or something?"
"Ha. Ha. Very funny." I said as I rolled my eyes. I secretly and mentally kept that idea in my mind now.
~x~
It was lunch time and that meant that I was going to try and be calm around the Populars. Emmett and I walked in there like fierce bitches. We didn't give a fuck. I am the Queen and Emmett is my Prince of a son. We knew that everybody had to respect us;however the Populars didn't.
We got in line and I could spot Edward cutting inline with one of his stupid jock friends. I really wanted to scream out: "Get in the back of the line like everyone else, you fucker!" But that would mean breaking the most important rule in here. It's a neutral place so we can't fight. So I just stood there with my fists clenched while trying to talk to Emmett.
"Are you okay, Bella?" asked Emmett.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I said.
"Because your fists are clenched and so is your jaw." Said Emmett. "Either you're mad or something is really annoying you."
"Both." I seethed through my teeth.
"Edward?" Asked Emmett. I nodded my head slowly. "Well, try to chill, Bella. He's probably doing that on purpose to annoy you."
"Well, he's succeeding." I said.
"Well, don't let him get to you or see you like this at least. Because he's looking at you right now." said Emmett. I turned to see Edward's eyes looking at me. He started to smirk when he noticed my irritated face. So I gave him the bird. He laughed and returned it back. So I gave him the triple bird and turned around before he did anything. And then gave him another bird before he turned his back towards me.
Emmett and I got our lunch and headed towards our usual table under the tree. They were giving some crappy ass burrito wannabe. But food is food. So...oh well. Emmett was scarfing that shit down, though. I think he was trying to have a food eating contest with Eric though. Trying to see who can finish their burrito, milk, and apple first. Of course, Emmett was winning. He was already on his apple while Eric was almost finishing his burrito. If I would have known I would have joined them and beat their ass. I was the only one who could ever beat Emmett. He can never admit it to himself though.
Angela came over to the table and sat next to me. We were watching Emmett arm wrestling Tyler Crowley and watching Emmett kick his ass. Tyler was buff but not as buff as Emmett.
"So, Bella. Prom is coming soon. Are we going to plan something else or?" Asked Angela.
On the night of every dance, We, the individuals, always plan something else. Like a house party, or go out to a club, or something. I'm thinking of doing a House Party this year, though.
"Um, I'm thinking of a house party. But I don't know who's going to want to have it at their house this time. Last year it was Tyler. I would ask Emmett but all his neighbors are tight asses. Especially his parents." I said.
"Hey!" Said Emmett as he turned to look at me.
"What? It's true!" I said.
"Well-No you're right. They are tight asses." Said Emmett as he nodded in agreement and laughed.
"We could ask Mike." Suggested Tyler.
"Newton?"
"Yeah. His parents are going out of town that week. And his house is freaking huge. I can ask him." Said Tyler.
"Do you think he'll say yes?" I asked.
"Do I think-Wha-Of course! He can't say no to the Queen." Said Tyler as he laughed.
"Yay." I said. The bell rang and Angela and I had Art. Emmett and I stood in front of each other and just looked at each other.
"Well, I guess this is it." I said with a sad voice.
"Yeah. I guess." Said Emmett.
"Oh. So you guess now? This is all your fault!" I said as tears welled up in my eyes.
"Oh. So it's my fault? Just like everything, right? What about you? This is as much as your fault as it is mine!" Said Emmett.
"Oh! Blame it on me now! Well, you can just shove your shoe up your fucking ass, bitch!" I said as I let a tear fall. Emmett and I looked at each other for a few more seconds until we busted up laughing.
"Oh god, Bella! That was bad-ass!" Said Emmett as he hugged me.
"Well, you were bad-ass,too. I guess." I said as I rolled my eyes.
"This is enough proof to prove that you belong in Drama!" Said Emmett.
"Naw. I don't act for a grade. I act because I fucking feel like it!" I said as I punch Emmett playfully. "Alright. Well, I got to go. See ya."
Emmett waved as we walked opposite ways. We do this almost everyday. We always make a dramatic exit every time we part. Everyone likes to see us be dramatic bitches. It amuses me and Emmett especially.
Angela and I linked arms and walked towards the Art room. We sat down in our seats-which were next to each other. It was three seats per table but no one dared sit next to me.
I looked at the teacher and saw her talking to the most petite, small girl. She had short, choppy black hair that pointed in many different directions and pale white skin. She had big black eyes, pink lips, and she had to be at least 5'1 feet tall. She was definitely new. And she was so going to be an Individual. She wore black skinny jeans, purple tank top, and converse.
There were only two seats available. The one next to me, and the table behind me-which were two Populars. Mrs. Tanter looked around the room for a seat and my hand shot up.
"She can sit next to me, Mrs. Tanter." I said with a sweet voice. Mrs. Tanter smiled.
"Well, that's very nice of you, Bella. Alright, Alice. You can take a seat next to Ms. Swan." Said Mrs. Tanter as she nicely gestured towards me. Alice nodded and slowly walked over to the seat next to me.
"Hello." I said as I turned to the new girl, Alice.
"Hey." Said Alice softly.
"My name is Isabella Swan. Most call me Bella. And I am so excited to have you in our group." I said with a devious smile.
"Group?" Asked Alice.
"Yeah. The freak club." Whispered someone in the back. I sighed loudly and turned to look at them.
"Do we have a problem here? Do you want to go out side and get your face and blood smeared on the street? Or would you prefer to stay in here where I can stick paint brushes up your ass? Or you can be good little boys and shut your face before I fuck it up?" I said with a smile. They just stared at me and then looked down. That's what I thought.
"That was awesome." Said Alice. She was probably trying to whisper it to herself, but instead she said it aloud.
"Yeah. Stick with me and you'll be saying that in a week." I said as I winked. Alice's face lit up and she nodded. I smiled deviously. "Welcome to the Individuals, Alice. We're going to have so much fun."
Mrs. Tanter called the class to attention. She was in the middle of explaining the partner project when the Apocalypse happened.
I wish it did.
It would have been much better than what just happened now.
"Ah, Mr. Cullen. Nice of you to finally join us. Take a seat behind Ms. Brandon." Said Mrs. Tanter. She continued to talk about the project and then she started to make the girls pick out a paper with a name out of a blue bucket. The name we get is our new partner. I was so in shock my face couldn't move an inch. The one place I felt free. And Cullen had to come and fuck it up. And even worse. I got the worse partner of all.
Edward Mother Fucking Cullen.
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