I've decided to start this story since TRU is coming to an end. This one's not really all set in stone yet, but I'm working out the kinks. (: Short first chapter, but I'm hoping to make the next ones lengthy. So it'll take me some time. Enjoy!
So how'd you get me stuck in this?
If there was ever a time where I would have dreamed my life to be different, it would be now.
I was standing beside my rusted up Chevy truck, watching the unfamiliar faces walk about. Their eyes flickered to where I stood only for mere seconds, but it felt like a lifetime. I was frozen in place; stunned by all the commotion going on around me.
This was new. This was unfamiliar. And this was something I did not want.
The welcome to Forks High sign was glaring down at me as the rain began, reminding me of every single reason of why I hated this place. If it wasn't for my father, I wouldn't have even forced myself to come here.
My mother had some input into the reason for my coming too, but I blamed my father for never moving out of his home town. He absolutely loved this place, but I didn't understand how. There was memories of him and Renee here, loving each other, marrying each other, giving birth to me, and the divorce. Why would you want to make yourself relive all of those things everyday by sticking around in the town that it all happened in?
I moved with my mother when she decided to end their marriage to Phoenix. We had a good life there, nothing that I wasn't expecting. But along comes Phil, her new husband, and life changes. She wants to travel with him as he plays baseball, and I just couldn't make her stay home just for me. So I packed my bags, hopped on a plane, and arrived here two days ago.
Life here hasn't changed. It was still cold and rainy. And boring. So boring that I wish I could pack up my bags and leave for Seattle or another city nearby.
With a sigh, I mentally flipped off the sign and took my first step into the ciaos that surrounded me. People moved out of my way but never took their eyes off me as I trudged up the steps to the school. By the time I was in the attendance office, I wanted to scream.
"May I help you with something, dear?" the receptionist asked as she gazed up at me behind her glasses. Her hair was a unnatural red that badly needed touched-up and her face was small. She was boring, just like the town.
"Um, yes. I'm new here," I replied. "I'm Isabella Swan, the chief's daughter."
A smile beamed across her face at the mention of my father. "Ah, Charlie told me he'd be having a new member coming to stay. It's very nice to meet you, Isa-"
"Just Bella, please," I interrupted.
"Bella." She smiled softer this time and began to type something up on the computer. After minutes of continuous clicking, she nodded to herself and grabbed the page that had just come out of the printer.
"Here you go," she said as she handed me my schedule. "You're first class is English with Mrs. Jackson in building three, room 301. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to stop back in here. I'll help you out."
I nodded and mumbled my thanks, dashing out the door without another glance back. I shoved the slip of paper into my pocket and nearly ran across the parking lot towards the building I saw earlier with a huge three on it. By the time I had made it to the door, I was winded and all my books had managed to slip out of my bag. I rolled my eyes up to the sky and cursed softly.
"You look like you need some help," a high-pitched voice said from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw a pixie-looking girl smiling down at me.
"Yeah, I guess it does, doesn't it?" I replied with a sigh. "I'm Bella."
"Alice. It's nice to meet you." She bent down and grabbed some of my notebooks before handing them to me. I stuffed them back into my bag, not caring if they were bent or not, before fully looking at the girl next to me.
She was small for her age, ranging around five-foot. Her hair was cropped short with it sticking out at the ends, a bright red headband residing on top of her head. She wore very little make-up, but she didn't need it. Her face was flawless and her eyes were deep hazel pits. Her style was unique and all of her clothes were designer brands. Her shoes looked killer with a way too big of a heel for school topping them off.
This girl had money. And lots of it.
"Are you dashing off to English?" she asked with a soft giggle. I nodded. "Well, that makes two of us. Follow me."
We both stood up and she held the door open for me. I stepped into the warmth of the building and followed her as she clicked all the way down the hall until the second to last door. She smiled at me - I'm not sure if it was to reassure me that everything was fine, or if she was just being friendly - and opened the door. The teacher, Mrs. Jackson, stopped in the middle of her sentence and stared at us with icy eyes. I felt like dropping my head in shame. Alice stood there, hard as stone.
"Alice, you're late. Again," she said, her voice hard and cold. "And you are?"
"Bella Swan," I replied sheepishly.
She nodded once and marked something off on her clipboard before pointing at the only empty table in the room.
"Sit." And we did.
She continued on with her lesson, and after ten minutes of sitting there, I zoned out. I had already learned the things she was teaching, and I had done most of the assignments she had given us. Why should I have to listen to her and suffer as she goes on and on about Shakespeare? I shouldn't, so I didn't.
Alice poked me and brought me out of my trance. I heard her giggle softly before she stood up.
"Class is over," she said with a smile. "Time to move, or we'll be late again."
I nodded and stood, following after her as we pushed our way through the crowded hallway.
"So, where'd you move from?" she asked when we finally were free and was able to talk in a normal voice.
"Arizona. Phoenix, to be in fact," I replied as I gazed down at my schedule, searching for my next class. Alice ripped it out of my hands and pointed at a building. She handed it back, as if it was nothing.
"We have third period together," she stated. "And that's nice. Must be a huge change, though. There's no sun here, and… Well, you get the point."
I smiled and nodded. I was really starting to like this girl.
"So I'll see you third period, then?" Alice asked as she walked backwards. I nodded and headed into my next class, totally growing to like this town for the sake of having one friend.
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Second and third period flew by in a daze. I remember walking to and from buildings, entering the classrooms, and then nothing. The lessons were unimportant to me, and the people in the class with me said two or three words to me. It was uneventful, just as I had expected.
All except for the sake of Alice. She was keeping me sane and from pulling my hair out from all the dullness around here.
"You'll get used to it after a few days or so," she said as we walked towards an empty table in the cafeteria. "This place sucks, and nothing exciting ever happens. That is, until baseball season." Her smile grew wide and she got a dreamy look in her eyes.
The only thing I was thinking was, What's so great about baseball?
"This place is known for the team," Alice explained, her fork stabbing into her salad. "They've gone to state three years in a row, all because of their best players. Whom you are about to meet."
The chairs around us screeched against the floor as five people sat down. I looked up from my soda bottle cap that I was twisting and was internally floored. How the hell am I meeting all the rich people? Shouldn't I be nonexistent today? My eyes moved to Alice with a glare, noticing her giddy expression. It was all her fault.
"Bella," she whispered to me. "You will love these guys. They're the best!"
The blonde beauty cleared her throat. "I'm Rosalie, and you are?"
I met her eyes and felt the need to disappear. She was beyond gorgeous, making me feel less than average.
"Bella Swan," I replied, my mood leaking through. She smiled and pointed to the huge, burly man sitting next to her with his hand in hers.
"This is Emmett, and that," she pointed to a bronze-haired god sitting across from me, "is his brother, Edward."
I smiled to my best ability as Edward's green eyes stared at me.
"Nice to meet you," I mumbled softly, forcing my eyes away from him.
Alice giggled softly and hitched an eyebrow up at me before saying, "Bella, this is Jasper, my boyfriend."
"Pleasure to meet you," he said with a heavy Texan accent.
"You too."
They went on with casual banter and I went back to twirling the bottle cap. I could feel eyes on me, and I tried to ignore it. That didn't work out too well because I ended up daring a glance up and met those piercing green eyes.
There was something about Edward that made me attracted to him. I didn't want to say it was his good looks, but it was close. Maybe it was the way he suited his team jacket? Or maybe it was his hair?
Dear God. What the hell has gotten into me? Focus, Bella. You're so not his type.
I cleared my throat and focused my eyes back on the bottle cap, hoping the bell for fourth period would ring.
Thankfully, it did after a few minutes, and I was away from Edward and his eyes. I walked with Alice towards the science building, talking about her and only her as we entered. I didn't mind, I was happy to get the subject off of me. But when she parted ways with me, I couldn't help but miss her and the way she filled the silence between us with nonsense. By the time I was entering Biology, a grimace morphed my lips as I handed Mr. Banner my slip.
"Thank you, Ms. Swan," he replied before handing it back. I smiled softly and headed towards the only empty seat in the room.
My luck was officially not on my side today. Because the empty seat was right next to Edward.
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