I woke up this morning in an unusual bad mood. It was the last day of the semester, in other words the last day of my junior year in high school. I am so not eager for this summer to begin because I would be leaving my safe haven.

"Bella, you need to wake up!" Angela shouted at my door.

"Okay okay!" I grumbled as I peeled myself off of bed. I looked around my room and saw a ton of boxes. I sighed. It really is happening. I really am leaving London to go back to Forks.

"You know that this is for the best." Angela reasoned as she entered my room. "You need to be around your family. When was the last time you actually talked to your brother? You were really close. And Alice misses you like crazy. They all do." She said.

"I know." I sighed. Angela Weber is my roommate, best friend, and conscience. She was a former student in Forks High School like me but she dropped her American education to transfer to Hilltop Prep in London to go with me. She has put up with me for two years and has never pushed me to go back because only she knows the real reason why I left.

"Bella?" she asked. "You look like your far away." She said with a kind smile.

"I was just thinking." I answered.

"Of that day?" she asked with a frown. I nodded.

That day was the Friday two weeks from summer vacation of freshmen year. My two best friends, Rosalie Hale and Alice Cullen, were in the gym for cheerleading practice. I was never the type of girl who was into sports and dancing. Our respective twins – Emmett Swan, Jasper Hale and Edward Cullen - were in the field for football practice. Since we were always picked up by our chauffeur together, I had to wait for them to finish up. I was in the library reading Romeo and Juliet to bide my time. I was never the type of girl who loved shopping and pampering like Rose and Ali is. I prefer t-shirts and jeans with my converse. I prefer books to manicures. I suppose that's because everyone around me is gorgeous. Rosalie has natural blonde hair with icy blue eyes, statuesque with her 5'8 height and a body that belongs to the cover of GQ. Alice is petite with pixie—like features (who's height barely reaches 5 feet) with curves at the right places, light green eyes and jet black hair. Jasper is tall (about 6'3) and lean with the same icy blue eyes and blonde hair. Edward is tall (about 6'2), also lean with the most gorgeous green eyes and bronze hair. Emmett is like a body builder with big muscles, twinkling brown eyes and dark brown hair. They're all beautiful while I'm plain. I have long, dull, brown hair with boring brown eyes and an okay body. I was always scared that when they realize this they wouldn't hang out with me anymore.

I was shook awake from my thinking by Tanya and her hoes. They are the town hicks. Fake from head to toe. I hate them.

"So, Bella, where's your friends now?" Tanya asked with a sneer while Lauren and Jessica glared at me.

"Practicing." I answered. They never bothered me before so why are they starting now?

"So they left you?" Jessica asked while Tanya's sneer turned into a triumphant smile.

"No." Why are they asking dumb questions?

"You're pathetic. They say you're smart but why can't you see that they're using you?" Lauren asked.

What?

"You're their lap dog. Emmett only hangs out with you because you're his sister. Rosalie hangs out with you because she wants Emmett. Alice hangs out with you because she pities you. Jasper and Edward only does for Emmett. Face it, Swan. They're out of your league. They're beautiful while you're ugly. And it's no secret you're in love with Edward. No one wants you. Do yourself a favor and disappear." Then they walked away.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. It's true. It all makes sense. My head was spinning and my vision became blurring. The last thing I remember was a faint voice yelling my name. Then I saw darkness.

I woke up in my bed with Carlisle Cullen hovering over me. He was Alice and Edward's dad and also my doctor. He was best friends with Charlie – my dad – and Eleazar – Rose's dad. The six of us grew up together and have always been best friends. That fact only made me hurt much more. What Tanya said only confirmed my fears. I didn't want to deal with it. I hate myself for even thinking this way of my family but I can't help but be rational, why are they always around me? I'm the Plain Jane. I didn't go back to school after that day. I didn't talk to anyone except Angela who visited me the day after that because she saw the whole exchange and brought me home. I wanted to run away. That's how I ended up in London. I ran away with Angela to find myself and escape my family's shadow.

And now, I need to go home.