She stared into the mirror, examining every flaw. Her eyes were too far apart and the dull brown color was flat and lifeless. Her top lip was slightly fuller than the bottom. The nose was almost right, although it could be a little smaller.
Bella Swan sighed as she brushed through her long chestnut hair and bit her lip in anticipation for the day ahead of her. It was her first day of high school, the day she had been dreading for the last two and a half months of summer.
Bella was never one to stand out from the crowd. She was soft-spoken and painfully plain. But this was the year things were going to change, at least that's what she kept telling herself. This year, Bella had decided, she was going to: A. Make new friends, B. Go to parties, and C. Get boys to finally notice her.
"Today is the start of my new life." Bella said confidently to her reflection. Doubt crept into the back of her mind but she quickly pushed it away as she dressed. She had picked what she hoped was the perfect outfit the night before; a flowing green and blue top, dark slim jeans, and plain black flats decorated with a small yellow bow on each.
"Bella! Are you ready? We have to leave soon!" Bella's father, Charlie, called from downstairs. Charlie was police chief of the small town of Forks, Washington, where they lived, which meant Bella was forced to ride in his cruiser to school every day until she could drive. Two years never seemed so long.
"I'm coming!" Bella yelled as she grabbed her backpack and raced downstairs, heart pounding.