Hey guys this is my second story on and I really love writing it. I really hope you like it, I spent ages working on I and I spent time writing it even at school: D Bella's changing in this story and I hope it interests you so you want to keep reading. There will be a lot of twists and turns in her life and who knows who will enter it and what will happen? Suspense: P I've loosely based this story on my favourite movie Thirteen, if you know the movie you'll see how its similar. I love Twilight and Thirteen so writing this story where they're both combined is pretty awesome anyway please read and review it would mean a lot to me! Thanks Shona xxx
Chapter 1 - Drastic Changes
"Hey Bella!"
"Hey Evie!"
We both laughed as we strutted into school. Evie's my best friend. She's gorgeous, popular, funny and nice. Just like me. I've changed a lot in the last 10 months. Eventually I'd had enough of moping around, feeling like crap. That's what happened when they left. I turned into a zombie. I woke screaming every night, my voice, my body was lifeless. I could barely see a reason to get out of bed. I asked myself the same questions over and over. Why did they leave me? I mean it was an accident. A stupid fucking paper cut. Like I was gonna have a 'normal happy life' is my family, the love of my life, had gone. Why couldn't we have talked about it more? Why didn't Alice say goodbye? Why, why WHY?
Until one day, I was walking into school and I saw Evie, the most popular, gorgeous girl I school. Her friends surrounded her and guys wolf whistled and shouted compliments at her. She winked back at them, sticking her boobs out. I know she did drugs, alcohol, all the shizz. Didn't seem so wrong to me. Not anymore. When I was with Alice, Jasper and… Edward I'd never really paid that much attention to her. Now though, I felt a surge of jealously. She had fun. She had a life. Friends, money, cool stuff, happiness. Everything, all of a sudden, I wanted. I decided there and then, I was going to be friends with Evie Wood.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to my bank book. I had a whopping $10,000 total in my account. I had been put in there by various relatives over the years. As I'm 18, I can do what the hell I want with it. I grabbed my cell, purse and everything else I needed and ran out to my truck. I drove as fast as I could to Port Angeles. I was going shopping for a whole new me. Clothes, make up, hair and a personality makeover too. It was a Saturday so I had all day. Alice would be so proud if she could see me now. Maybe she can. Or maybe she hasn't bothered looking for me. I don't know. Anyway I wasn't here to dwell on what might be happening wherever they are, I was here for a reason.
I went straight to the bank when I arrived and said I wanted to take out $5000, it was enough for now. The lady behind the counter looked a little shocked but said she'd be right back with the money. Probably thought I was a runaway teenage junkie. I can get out as much as I want thank you, I said silently as she walked off.
When I stepped out the bank, the sun had come out and was streaming down from the sparkling blue sky. Must be a sign that it's time to start my transformation! I had the money in a black bag and I slung it carefully over my shoulder as I approached my first store, Retro Silver. As I went in, I smiled widely. It had just what I was looking for. I went round; I picked jeans low and high, bracelets, black, red and blue tank tops, a few bags and about 6 pairs of shoes. I was re doing my whole look. I loved it already.
I left the shop with armfuls of bags and two very happy shop assistants with two very big tips. I grinned, practically gliding down the street as I eagerly entered the next shop. I was getting my ears pierced. I'd had them done before, but they'd closed up when I hadn't worn earrings for ages. I wanted them re done and I was keeping them this time. I talked to the girl doing my ears about my earring choice and then sat in the chair as she pierced them. It barely hurt at all and I paid her and left happy. My next stop was the hair salon. I was keeping my brown colour because I was happy with it. It was long enough too, I just wanted some shape to it. I wanted split ends off too, so I walked in the door, or rather shuffled in with all the bags and went to the counter. For the next five minutes I was involved in a mini argument about how I needed to make an appointment. I said it was really urgent; I wouldn't be here now if it wasn't. Eventually she sighed and said one of the hairdressers has a free in five minutes and told me to sit and wait. I put all my bags in this 'safe room' and sat flicking through hair magazines. There were so many great ones and some that made me want to walk right back out the door. Just as I was looking a long blonde style I heard someone approach me.
"Hi I'm Carlie do you want to come over?" I smiled at her and followed her over. I told her what I wanted and 45 minutes later I left feeling pretty good. My hair was now professionally straightened with no spilt ends. It had more shape to it and didn't just hang limply anymore. I'd also bought several hair care products after discussing the pros and cons of each one with Carlie. Not only that but I had the newest and the best straighteners and hairbrush.
For the rest of the day, I pranced round shops buying everything I liked and wanted. I got home at 6pm, before Charlie and had to make 10 separate trips from the truck to my room before I got all my bags in. I sat on my bed smiling. I don't think I'd stopped smiling the whole day. I stood up, thinking for a bit. I had a long night still to go. I had to sort out my room, sort out all my stuff, then, most importantly, sort out me.
I zipped downstairs to quickly make something for dinner. I grabbed lasagne from the freezer and heated it up. I wolfed mine down with Coke and left Charlie's in the microwave for when he got back. I got back up to my room and straight away, shoved all my bags to one end of the room. I rearranged everything on my shelves, cleaning them at the same time. Might as well, I hadn't done it for months. I put some photos of me and my friends up, along with random little things like ornaments. I got rid off all the stuff I didn't want anymore, I wanted my room to reflect the new me. I hovered my floor and put down a new blue rug I'd bought. I put new covers on my bed and put a new light by my bedside. I spent the next 15 minutes cutting out pictures from magazines I had. I stuck them on my wall, arranging them in a sort of collage. It had pictures of the latest designs from the hottest designers and it looked great on my wall above my bed. Then I stood in front of my wardrobe and took a deep breath. I pulled open the doors and started pulling out all my clothes. Some went back in but some didn't make the cut. Those ones ended up in a bin bag. I picked out all my new clothes and hung them all up one by one. I smiled every time I hung something up. I kept the cool shop bags in the bottom of my wardrobe and threw the rest away. I put all my shoes in another cupboard and lined all my make up and hair stuff along a shelf. This was more like it. I would work on furniture tomorrow. When I went into school on Monday I knew what I had to do. Until then I was preparing as much as possible. I heard the slam of the front door, telling me Charlie was home. He shouted a quick greeting up the stairs and then I heard him preparing his food downstairs. It was a miracle he knew where the microwave was I swear. Anyway seeing as he was sorted I could carry on. I pulled out a new pair of jeans from my wardrobe and a black tank top. I lay them on my bed and then went to take a shower. After I came back into my room and blow dried my hair and straightened it. I put the clothes I'd picked out over my desk chair and lay in my bed thinking about the day. After the months of pain and torture I'd been through, for the first time in so long, I actually felt hopeful and kind of happy. I put out my light and waited for sleep to take me.
I woke on Sunday morning feeling good. I was on my own today, thanks to a fishing trip. I got up and when I was all dressed I sat down at my computer and started looking for things like a new desk, curtains, even a new bed though maybe that was a bit too far. I found some great curtains online, they were sort of a white flowing material, not like really thick ones. I ordered them and they'd be delivered sometime this week. I bought a better looking wardrobe too, my old one wasn't that good anymore. I decided everything else was fine for now and just as I was thinking about what to do next, my cell rang. It was Angela so I grabbed it and answered it quickly.
"Hey Angela what's up?" I asked as I walked downstairs to sit on the sofa.
"I was just wondering what you were up to? I'm so bored over here I was wondering if you wanted to do something for a bit. We could just stay at home, watch a movie if you want."
"That sounds good Angela, do you wanna come round here for a bit?"
Sure I'll be round in an hour okay?"
"Okay I'll catch you then." I hung up my phone and lay across the sofa. When Angela got here we just spent the afternoon watching movies, laughing and talking together. She left at 6 and as Charlie still wasn't back I decided to go sort my stuff. I had my clothes done and make up and hair, now how I was going to approach Evie was my main thought. I knew what I had to do. Tomorrow, I was going to do it.