Chapter 1:
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Ugh! That stupid alarm!
Today is the first day of school Bella. You have to get up! NO! I think ill just stay in bed
all day… that sounds good… GRRR! Am I actually arguing with myself?! What's wrong
with me?!
"Mommy! Its time to get up!" My daughter interrupted me while I was still having a civil war in my head. She's probably the only thing that keeps me almost sane. No, she is the only thing.
"Ok, im up, im up… honey, why don't you get dressed and ill see you downstairs. Ok?"
"Ok, mom." For a 4 year old, she's really smart. She can get herself ready, and she knows when im in pain, but id never tell her why. I think that's one of the hardest things for me, she wants to help so badly, but I know she cant. Its been about 4 ½ years since he left, but I never got over him. Right after he left, I went for a walk to clear my head and bumped into those guys from Port Angelus again. This time he wasn't there to save me, and I got pregnant because of it. In no way do I blame him at all, never, and I realized I needed to get my act together for my new little girl.
Right now im a high school Music and English teacher at Sunny Ville High. I don't know why they called it that, its never sunny here. I teach 11th and 12th graders this year. All of my students and co-workers know my little Marie, and they all love her.
After I got downstairs, I helped Marie eat, and then got her in the car. After I dropped her off at her babysitters place I drove to school and walked into the office to get my class lists from my mailbox. Here it is:
Isabella Swan:
Pd.1 = English 11 Honors
Pd.2 = SAP (students assistance pd.)
Pd.3 = English 12 Honors
Pd.4 = Off/ Lunch
Pd.5 = Symphonic Band
Pd.6 = Piano Lab 5
Pd.7 = Off
I teach English because I enjoyed it a lot in high school, and I teach the music classes because I love music (even though I don't still listen to it, its just good to hear).
Ok. I should probably be off to my English room now, there are kids already pulling into the parking lot. WOW! Shiny car! Is that a… silver Volvo?! I think so… just like his car…
'Pull yourself together Bella, there are millions of those cars.' I thought to myself as I walked into my classroom. I sat down at my desk and checked to make sure I had all of my syllabi for the classes and also the class lists. Yep! Got them!
"BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!" WOW! Could the bell get any louder?!
Kids where now filling into the classroom and I stood up to put my name on the board. I also put up there that they could sit where ever they would like.
As I turned around I fumbled with my papers to find the class list. Once I found it, I looked at the first name on the list and leaned against the whiteboard. Still looking at the papers, I took a deep breath and prepared myself.
'You need to put on a happy face Bella, the pain is never going away so just deal.'
"Hello." I said looking at the class for the first time,
"Im Ms. Swan, and this is English 11 Honors. If your in the wrong class speak now or forever hold your peace." I didn't even wait for anybody to say anything, so keeping the tone light I continued while looking at the top of the list yet again.
"Fabulous! Ok, im going to call roll. If I say your name wrong or of you want me to call you something else, just say so." Here we go!
"Max Newton?" Weird.
"Here"
"Stephanie Meyer?" *hehe*
"Here"
My eyes widened at the next name. A name I thought I would never see again. Apparently I was right this morning. I took a deep breath to try to make the fresh rip in my gut fade. No suck luck.
"Edward Cullen."