A/N: Hi my lovely's! This is a new story I've been working on, it's completely human. I wanted a change; I'm hoping you like it. It's been quite a while and I wanted to upload this to start off the new year, I really hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think and happy New Years to everyone! :)
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~Nessie
Ch 1 Freshmen Life
Bella's POV
I sat in front of the mirror looking at myself trying to find something to calm myself down. Nothing was helping me really, the own sight of my reflection was actually increasing my nerves—making them bounce off the walls.
"Come on, Bella!" My mom called from the living room. I slowly stood up taking a deep breath. Relax; it's not the end of the world. I slowly slid on my bag over my shoulder and made my way down the stairs, trying to get out of the small daze I was in.
"Wow there, kiddo." I looked up and saw my dad looking down at me with a warm smile. "You look a little nervous." He commented and I shrugged, biting my lip. He sighed and placed both of his hands on my shoulders, steadying me. "Relax, Bells. Its high school, we all had to go through that process."
Obviously everyone had to go through high school, but I hated starting over and being a freshman was basically that. A new beginning in the same town—Forks. In Forks, everyone knew each other by name, last name and even physique description—that's how small it was. I shrugged, fixing my bag.
"I know, dad. It's just nerve-wracking. It's the first day nerves is all." He laughed and mussed my hair making me scowl. Renee came up to us with a smile on her face, momentarily allowing me to forget my nerves.
My mom was a very pretty lady. She was about average height, young, with sandy hair that tumbled down her back and piercing blue eyes. Her and my dad met in high school where they dated for a while, before I came knocking on the door as a surprise. They got married right after high school and soon enough started a life together. Although, my mom was a very attractive woman I think what really captured Charlie's attention was her smile. Renee had this smile that could lift up your mood and melt away your troubles—letting your day brighten. Charlie was a young clean cut man, who was on his way to being promoted as town sheriff.
"Come on, honey. You can't be late for your first day of high school." She almost squealed. Being that she was so young—she liked to act it. I grimaced at the words 'high school' but nodded. Charlie turned to her.
"You know, there are new residents in Forks." Renee's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Really? Who?" It was common that as soon as people moved to Forks most of the town knew their background—it was like set standards.
"They're the Cullens." He answered. "From what I hear it's a family of four—a mother, a father and two kids."
"Well we'll have to make them feel welcomed in Forks, now won't we?" Renee fixed Charlie's collar and he smiled.
"Of course," he turned to me and cleared his throat. "Come on, kid, time for high school." Renee gave me a big kiss on my cheek as she quickly fixed my hair.
"Good luck, honey. Enjoy your first day."
"Thanks, mom." I walked out into the old black car my dad owned. He was already in the driver's seat when I entered into the passenger side. I closed the door and he pulled out, making his way to Forks High School.
Once I saw the parking lot of seniors and new freshmen, my nerves kicked in again into full attack and I contemplated holding onto my dad's leg and begging him to let me stay home. Then I reconsidered it and told myself I'd had to do it eventually. He leaned over and kissed my cheek.
"Good luck, kiddo." I gave him a weak smile as I opened the door and was welcomed into the new high school 'atmosphere.' The seniors were easy to point out as were the freshmen. Most of the seniors were sitting on top of their cars tossing a football around while the girls talked amongst themselves by the guys. The freshmen all had the same expressions on their face. Nervous. Lost.
I sighed and walked by, pushing my dark brown hair behind my ear. A totally new world. When I entered it was mandatory to head into the auditorium for a speech before we received our schedules. I noticed most of the seats were already filled and people were already beginning to introduce and interact with each other. I shifted my feet, uncomfortably, before taking a seat towards the back of the auditorium, hopefully where no one can see me. I was painfully shy, it was the worst trait in the world—I hated the idea of having to introduce myself and being new it made me nervous and made me choke up on my words. I had to get the feelings of things before I got accustomed to my surroundings.
I placed my bag on my lap before a tall, plump teacher grabbed the microphone. There was a slight breeze beside me and I turned around shocked.
"Looks like this is going to be a long speech," The girl sitting next to me said with a smile on her face. She looked over at me and stuck out a very thin hand. "Alice Cullen," She introduced herself and that's when I remembered what my dad had said about the 'Cullens' moving into town. The girl was really pretty even for the age of around fourteen, which was weird because usually most girls at this age were going through their awkward stage. She had long layered black hair that flowed down her shoulders, to the middle of her stomach. She was fair with pink lips and white teeth and most of all she had a lovely shade of light green eyes. She looked really tiny though, but it wasn't a bad thing—it actually looked like it suited her.
I must've been staring for a little too long because her eyebrow rose in humor and she waved her hand in front of me. I shook my head viciously and grabbed her hand—shaking it.
"Isabella Swan," I muttered. "But I like Bella."
She smiled. "Bella's a very pretty name." She suddenly made me feel better and my nerves went away somewhat. She craned her neck looking around before she shook her head, sighing.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's just I'm looking for my brother but of course he wouldn't come." She rolled her eyes and I stifled a giggle.
"He's a freshman too?"
She shook her head. "No, he's a year older than me. But since we're new he was supposed to be here with me." Oh, so she's the younger sister.
"Welcome to Forks High School, home of the Spartans, ladies and gentlemen." My attention went to the guy talking. "My name is Mr. Dansfor; I'm the head of departments in this school." The woman behind him nodded. "All of you are here for the same thing—the new milestone known as 'high school.'" He cleared his throat. "This can be a very nervous experience but I assure you all of us here are going to do everything in our power to allow you to feel comfortable in this environment, while teaching you everything you need to know for life. With my help and our staff we plan to guide you in the right way for college—and then life." We only just entered high school and he's already talking college. "I know you're probably thinking you have all the time in the world before college. But before you know it you'll be seniors and out of here—but before we even think about that let us start with our foundation of education."
I heard Alice sigh and I turned to find her looking as uninterested as the next person. She looked at me and grinned. "Sorry, this is just a little lengthy." I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Just a little."
"I hope you enjoy your stay here in our high school and absorb as much knowledge as possible." I caught Mr. Dansfor say. "If you walk out to the front, Ms. Shelly Cope—" The redheaded woman from behind him walked forward, waving slightly so we knew who she was. "Will be helping you out with your classes and schedules, enjoy your first day students." That was the message that we were dismissed and both Alice and I stood up, ready to leave.
"I'll see you," I waved to her as I walked towards the front. She smiled at me, waving back.
"See you later, Bella." A boy suddenly appeared in front of her and she looked mad. The boy's back was to me, but I could see he was lean and lanky with a weird color hair that was slicked back. He wore a gray t-shirt and jeans as he shook his head to Alice. She huffed in frustration and stomped away. I'm guessing that's the brother. I made my way to Ms. Cope's desk for my schedule.
"Hello, dear, how can I help you?" She smiled at me, her eyes crinkling slightly at the corners.
"Hi, I'd like to get my schedule." She rolled back in her chair.
"What's your name?" She asked from a desk full of folders and files.
"Isabella Swan." She rolled back with it—handing it to me.
"Ah, Charlie Swan's daughter," She mused and I nodded. "Well good luck on your first day, honey." I thanked her and made my way to my first class. English.
When I finally found my way to my classroom, I was already fifteen minutes late. I didn't even want to imagine the teacher's anger when I walked in. I took a deep breath and walked in to see a tall woman, with olive-toned skin and black curly hair talking to the class. She stopped to turn and look at me—her smile never fading. She gestured me over, asking for my schedule.
"Isabella Swan," She said to herself before her eyes flashed with recognition. "Ah, Renee's daughter?" I nodded again. She handed me the schedule back and smiled. "Go take a seat anywhere." I looked around to see most seats were filled, except for a couple next to Alice Cullen. She was beaming, jumping up and down in her seat—pointing to the seat next to her. I settled down my stuff next to her and she immediately started talking.
"So you have this class too, huh?" She leaned her chin into her hand and I nodded. "This is going to be so much fun, Bella. I can tell. I have a feeling we're going to be really good friends."
She left me without words with her excitement. "Uhm…"
She laughed lightly. "Don't worry, you'll get used to me."
I opened the door thanking Billy for picking me up from school because my dad couldn't make it. Billy was my dad's closest friend since before he married my mom. He had a son of his own—Jacob, but we hadn't talked too much lately since we weren't really around each other anymore.
"You're being utterly ridiculous, Renee!" I heard Charlie say from the kitchen. Some pans banged against each other, clattering to the floor, making me flinch.
"Do not tell me I'm being ridiculous, Charlie!" She shouted back. My parents used to argue occasionally, when I was a child they used to do it outside or in secret so I wouldn't hear—but after a while they stopped trying to shield me from everything. This argument though, sounded pretty bad compared to their usual debates and it made me walk over to the kitchen. When I walked in Charlie's eyes snapped to me and his face changed, becoming softer. Renee's shoulders relaxed before turning to me, with a smile on her face.
"Hey, kiddo," Charlie greeted, kindly.
"Hey, dad." I answered, placing my bag down.
"Hi honey," Renee walked over to me. "How was your first day?"
"Hi mom. It was fine, I guess. I got lost a couple of times though." I muttered the last part, mostly to myself.
She chuckled, taking a plate of food to place on the table for me. It was macaroni and cheese—my favorite. "It's just until you get used to the shift in classes and where they all are. Soon enough you won't even need your schedule!" She waved her hand in dismissal. Charlie stayed near the window, away from Renee as she tried to avoid even looking at him. I quickly analyzed them before digging into my food. They'll make up.
Two weeks went by since school first started and I became friends with Alice Cullen—learning a lot about her. She was the opposite of me: she was a never ending energizer bunny, outgoing and full of life—while I'm more on the shy, introvert side. Her father was a doctor and her mother was an architect. She loved her family—you could just tell by the way her eyes shined when she spoke about them, it was great watching it.
"Do you think you could come over to hangout?" She asked, picking up her binder.
"When?"
"After school."
I shrugged. "I don't see why not. I'd have to find a ride to get there though, I'll ask my dad." She stopped me from taking out my cellphone, shaking her head.
"It's not a problem. My mom's going to come pick me up so she'll take you with us." I shifted.
"I'm not sure; I don't want to bother your mom. I haven't even met her yet."
"You won't bother, Bella. And I'm sure she'll take a good liking to you." She shrugged and I sighed.
"Okay, Alice. Let me tell my dad." I called my mom and dad and let them know. They had no problem with it—in fact, they were actually pretty ecstatic that I had a friend and wanted to go and hang out with her.
After eighth period was over, I met up with Alice in the parking lot where she skipped over to me. She pecked my cheek and dragged me to her mom.
"Mommy, this is my friend, Bella, Bella this is my mom, Esme." She gestured her hand in front of the both of us. I couldn't even think of shaking her hand, I was looking at how literally beautiful her mother was. Her mother was petite—not like Alice, but still quite short—with fair skin and caramel colored hair that waved like it just came out of a salon, down her back. Her eyes were a warm brown and she had a genuine kind smile on her lips—revealing beautiful, white, shiny teeth. I managed to shake my head when I heard Alice giggle and extend my hand.
"Nice to meet you, ma'am." I said. Her smile grew wider as she shook my hand.
"Nice to meet you too, Bella. And please call me Esme." This time I smiled and nodded.
"Okay."
"Where's Edward?" Esme asked Alice and Alice rolled her eyes.
"I think he's staying at the library. His friends will probably drop him off." Edward was Alice's brother. She didn't really talk a lot about him and I had yet to meet him, all I knew is that he had weird colored hair and he was skinny, but that wasn't very helpful.
Esme nodded and walked over to the driver's seat in her heels and trench coat. I sat in the back as they drove home. The ride was relatively quiet, just the normal questions about my life Esme asked. When we arrived I took a real look at their house.
It was definitely a big house—that was a given—but wasn't flashy or over the top. Actually, it was quite modest and had a homey feeling to it. It was a creamish color outside with a brick chimney and had a couple of French doors leading to different exits of the house. Alice piled her bag and binder on the couch and skipped over to the kitchen.
"Want anything, Bella?" She shouted to me. My attention turned to her and Esme giggled.
"No thank you, Alice." I answered politely. "You have such a pretty house, Esme." I commented and she beamed with gratitude.
"Thank you, honey." Alice came out with juice in her hands.
"She designed it." My mouth fell open and Esme blushed slightly at the sudden revelation her daughter blurted. I knew Esme was an architect but I had no idea she designed her own home—it was definitely a beautiful creation.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Alice grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the kitchen.
"We're going to be in the kitchen okay, mom?"
"Okay, dear. Be careful." She warned as she made her way up the stairs.
Edward's POV
"Come on, man!" Tyler Crowley insisted, punching my shoulder lightly. The guys wanted me to go out and play a game of football with them after I went home. I wasn't too sure if that would fly with Esme though—she's still pretty strict.
"I don't know it depends what my mom says." I answered and all the guys rolled their eyes.
"Oh come on," they whined. "Don't listen to her." I raised an eyebrow and they rolled their eyes again. "Then beg her, it's just a game." I sighed and decided to try.
I dialed her number and she picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?" Her voice answered on the other side of the phone. On the inside, I really was a mama's boy. I loved my mother, she was simply the only woman on this planet—besides Alice—that was perfect.
"Hi, mom," I greeted, smiling.
"Oh, Edward!" She breathed. "Where have you been young man?" She questioned and I rolled my eyes.
"I was in the library with some of the guys."
"Next time, let me know Edward. I was worried when you didn't come out of school with your sister. Thankfully, she told me." I'd have to thank Alice for saving my butt. "Now why is it you're calling?" I stepped away from my friends and walked to the corner of the street.
"Well I wanted to know if I can come home, change and then go out and play football with my friends." Oh I hope you don't decide to yell at me right now, mom. I thought. The other line was silent and I was preparing myself for the big no.
"…I don't know, Edward." She spoke softly. Phew, at least it wasn't a no.
"Please, mom. My friends invited me; it won't be an all-night thing, just for a while."
She sighed into the phone and I knew I won.
"Fine, Edward. I want you home by seven though, no later."
I smiled. "Okay, mom. Thank you, bye."
"Bye, dear." I hung up and turned to the boys.
"She said yes." They cheered and soon enough, some kid Alfred's mom was picking us up, taking us all to each of our houses. Mine was the third stop and I dashed out, booking it up the stairs, changing in the matter of seconds into a pair of sweats and a black long-sleeved shirt. I ran into Esme's room and kissed her cheek before running down the stairs into the kitchen.
When I walked in I immediately saw Alice, she was laughing before her eyes landed on me. There was a girl in front of her though, with her back to me—it must be one of Alice's friends. The girl stopped talking and turned her attention to me, nearly slipping off the stool if she hadn't straightened herself up.
The girl was short, very, very pale—it was unnatural—and with dark brown hair that reached a little past her shoulders. Her eyebrows were a dark brown and framed a pair of chocolate colored eyes that seemed to sparkle. She had rosy colored, plump lips and high cheekbones that were somehow hidden by her baby face. The girl was dressed in a black sweater and jeans—while her body was still one of a child's. It looks like she hadn't hit puberty yet. She wasn't ugly—but she wasn't something you'd look at more than once. Well that was mean, even to think, I muttered to myself.
Alice stood up and cleared her throat. "Edward, this is my friend, Bella. Bella, this is my pain in the butt brother, Edward." I threw her a small glare before she smiled, making me grin back.
"Yeah, yeah, but you love me." I quipped back at her, extending my hand for the girl, Bella. She took it, looking down at the floor and for some reason her shyness made me smile—as did her small hand in my own.
"Edward," I said kindly and she muttered her own name. Alice stood by us when she pulled her hand back.
"She's really shy," Alice shrugged and Bella stuck her tongue out. "Where are you going?"
"To play football,"
"My brother thinks he's cool because he's a sophomore."
I hooked my arm around her neck and mussed her hair making her whine and squeal. "That's right, pixie."
"Ugh, I hate you." She sneered, fixing her hair as Bella tried not to laugh.
"Love you too," I heard the car beep and that meant I had to go. "All right, see you guys later." I gave Alice a kiss on the cheek and smiled at Bella.
Bella's POV
"Sorry about that, Bella. He can be a pain in the butt sometimes, until you get used to him." She sat back on the stool. Edward Cullen was definitely a cute kid, but nothing out of the ordinary. His skin was fair, like Alice's and he had this weird bronze—you could say—colored hair that was slicked back. He was tall and lanky with a pair of perfect teeth but most of all these gorgeous emerald green eyes, that stood out brightly from everything on his face.
"I guess,"
"Pretend he's not here so he's not a pain."
"But he's not," I joked and she laughed.
"Well you know what I mean, when he is, pretend he's not." We laughed together and I could tell this was a start of a wonderful friendship.
