I said my last goodbyes to my best friend Angela and stepped into my dad's SUV. My parents were sending me away from Forks, my home since I was born, and to a boarding school in which is 6 and a half hours away! I looked through the brochures of Palm Academy and was actually quite excited. The school looked like a castle with its red bricks and towering buildings.

My dad and I made small conversation throughout the whole trip, and only stopping once and Maccas to get a bite.

As we turned off the highway and towards the school, my excitement started to go away, and instead, it turned into anxiousness and nervousness. Who was I going to meet? Would I have a lot of friends, or would I be unnoticed, just like I was in Forks? We drifted to a stop and Charlie and I stepped out of the car to grab my luggage. The school looked just like the pictures, but bigger and better. Charlie walked my over to the front office and gave me an awkward one arm hug and left. The weather was nice, it was sunny and there was a cool breeze in the air.

I stepped through the glass doors. The interior of the building was even better than the exterior. There was a counter on the left side of the room and chairs on the right, and a pile of magazines sitting on a table next to the chairs. I walked over to the counter and the old lady behind it looked up at me and gave a warm smile.

"Hi. I'm Isabella Swan and I just moved here from Forks."

"Well hello dear and welcome to Palm Academy. I'm Mrs. Cope. I'll find your papers and schedule and send you off to meet your new roommate." She dug through a pile of papers and pulled out a few and handed them to me. She showed me my schedule and told me to fill out some forms. Then se handed me a room key and sent me off. I thanked her and dragged my suitcases over to Quilette Hall, which was meant to be the girl's dorm.

I got out of the lift, and not long after I found my room. I sighed and just as my hand touched the handle, the door flung open. I was embraced in a hug by a pixie like girl with short black hair sticking everywhere, and then by a tall blond whose hair hung across her back. They were both extremely beautiful and had a good sense of fashion. Any model would want their face and body.

"Hi. You must be Isabella! Well I'm Alice Cullen and this is my best friend Rosalie Hale, and we are your new roommates!" the pixie said.

I smiled and replied "Hey Alice and Rosalie! Yes I am Isabella, but I much rather prefer Bella. But cool! I can't wait to move in!"

They laughed and grabbed a suitcase each while I grabbed the last one. I stepped inside and gasped. There was a huge flat screen television hoisted up on the wall and around it was two love seats, a huge couch and a small coffee table. Across from the living room was a small kitchen, fully equipped with a fridge, toaster, kettle and other kitchen supplies. There was a small hallway between the two, which I somehow walked down without noticing. There were three doors. The first was painted red and said ROSE in bright yellow writing. The second was light green and had ALICE written across in the same style and colour and Rosalie's and the last was dark blue and said BELLA in the same way as the rest of the doors were. I opened the door with my name on it and was again stunned by the decoration and effort in making this room look the way it is. There was a queen size bed in the middle of the room, with a small desk in the corner which held a lamp and a laptop, a set of drawers on the other side of the bed, a mirror next to the door, and another two doors on each side of the room. I ran over to my bed and flopped down on it, all spread out and facing the ceiling.

I heard footsteps and laughter, followed by Rosalie's voice: "I guess she likes it!" I nodded furiously with a huge smile spread across my face. I loved it. Alice walked over to the first door, opened it and showed me the bathroom. I had my own bathroom. I was equipped with towels, toothbrushes, shampoos, conditioners and soaps of all different smells you could think of and a huge shower and toilet. There was a sink in the middle with a big mirror in front of it. It was amazing. Rosalie then pulled me out of the bathroom and into the next door, which happened to be a enormous closet filled with shoes, shirts, pants, skirts, dresses, bags, sunglasses and accessories. I screamed my head off and practically jumped onto Rose and Alice. The just laughed and joined in with my jumping a squealing. I could tell we were going to be good friends.

After they left me to calm down, I unpacked my toiletries and left my clothes in my suitcases for Alice to inspect. She said that she wanted to have a look at the type of clothes that I usually wore and liked. I squealed again and walked into my wardrobe to have a look at the clothes that my two great roommates had gotten me. As I looked through the clothes, I wondered how they got my size of clothes. But then I remembered that I had it on my application form for my uniform, and that they must've asked Mrs. Cope. The clothes in there were amazing, but some a bit too revealing for me. There were dresses that barely covered my ass and that showed most of my cleavage. I walked over to the living room, where Rosalie and Alice were sitting and held up the black dress that I was about to complain about.

"What is this and when would I ever where this?"

Rosalie looked at Alice and nodded before she started talking. "Okay. Well we looked at your photo from your application form and decided that we were going to be best friends with you." I smiled at that comment. "And so Alice and I, the best fashion trend starters and shoppers in this school, and maybe even America, decided to go buy a wardrobe for you, since we knew that you would be invited to heaps of parties, as you are absolutely gorgeous." I stopped her there. Me? Gorgeous? I was as plain as anyone could get. My long brown hair was in a high ponytail, but usually I would just leave it out. I had brown eyes and my clothes were just ordinary clothes, unlike Rosalie and Alice's designer brands.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm not gorgeous and even if I was, I wouldn't attend a lot of parties, like shopping or makeovers."

Rose and Alice just gasped at my comment and then Alice continued with Rosalie's speech. "Well Bella, after we are done with you, you are going to be shopping queen like us, will know how to put on makeup yourself and will be at nearly every party you are invited to. And that is what this dress and all the other sexy dresses are for. PARTIES."

I gave up with arguing and dragged out my suitcases for Alice to look at. After 10 minutes, she grabbed all my clothes and put them in rubbish bags and explained to me what she was about to do. Rosalie sat next to her and stared in shock at my clothes. "Bella. Your clothes are despicable. You now have a new wardrobe waiting for you and your old clothes will be donated to a clothing bin. Now you have 5 minutes to pick out 8 pieces of clothes which you are allowed to keep. No arguments. GO!" I hastily picked out two pairs of track pants, two of my favorite shirts, two pairs of shorts and two jackets. I said goodbye to the rest of my clothes and handed them over to Alice. She glanced at the clothes in my arms which I was going to keep, picked up the bags and ran out of the room leaving me to a disappointed Rosalie.

I smiled at her and took my empty suitcases and stored them in my wardrobe. I came back out and sat down next to Rosalie. "So… Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked her, trying to make conversation. She straight away lightened up at the subject of boyfriends and started babbling. By the time she was done, I found out that she did have a boyfriend named Emmett, who was Alice's older brother and that Rosalie's brother Jasper, was Alice's boyfriend. She then asked my if I have one or ever had one. No one ever seemed to notice my in Forks, so I shook my head. Rosalie them seemed deep in thought. Then she started one Alice's other brother Edward, who was single. She then went back into her thinking state. Not long after, Alice arrived with a big grin on her face, probably happy with the fact that all my "BAD" clothes were gone and that all I had left was a wardrobe up to her standard and some other clothes that I had chosen from my old wardrobe.

Unaware of the time, I went back to my room and went to sleep. After what seemed like forever, I woke up to find it was 6pm. I went out to the living room to find Rose and Alice sitting on the couch crying. I turned to the TV, and recognised the movie at once. I sat down next to Rosalie and watched Titanic. By the end of the movie, we were all covered in tissues and our eyes were red and puffy. Alice sighed and told us that we better get ready because tonight we were going out with the guys to a club. She looked at me and told me to shower and change into the clothes which would be lying on my bed and then to come into her room so Rosalie could do my hair and for her to do my makeup. I sighed and grabbed the first shampoo and conditioner I saw and jumped into the shower.