A/N: So let me first say that this is my first story and I am by no means an author of any sorts. I don't have a beta or anyone editing my stories but I promise that there has been so much thought and careful reviewing put into everyone.
Okay onto the story
First off. I'm going to try and update at least once every other day. I'm constantly writing, but with classes and other things it gets a little hectic -_- lol. Second. I know that no school probably anywhere would just let a girl staying in a guys dorm be okay, but for the sake of the story lets just pretend =p. Lastly, in my story Emmett will not be stupid. It always kinda bothered me when people had him running around in like...a tutu singing a song about a monkey or something....so yeah. OKAY!!!! Here we goooooo!!!!
The second I stepped out from the airport, I was hit with a blast of cold Maine air. It was only September, but it felt like a Phoenix's December. This would just be something I would have to get used to if I was to go to Starkley Academy. One of the most prestigious schools in the continental United States had accepted me into their English and Literature program just over a month ago. After so many years of hard work, late night essay writing, and hundreds upon hundreds of dollars spent on books, my hard work was finally paying off.
My name is Isabella Swan, but I prefer that people call me Bella. I'm from sunny Phoenix, Arizona, but from now on I will like in a dorm at Starkley Academy. I had been living with my mother, Renee, and my stepfather, Phil, ever since my dad died 7 years ago. I was only ten but I remember it like it was yesterday. He had gotten a call from the local police station. Charlie had been the chief of police. There had been a bank robbery downtown and they needed to talk the guy out of taking any hostages. I waited for so long for him to come back, but he never did. Later on we received a call from his friend Billy, saying that he had died in action. He was buried with a medal on, symbolizing the heroic act he performed in his last few minutes of life.
My mother was never the same after that. For the longest time, I never thought she would come out of the depression that she was spiraling into, and then she met Phil. It just started off that he was just a shoulder to cry on. Sure, they hung out every once in a while. We would go to his house for dinner a few times a week, though I'm not sure if it was to impress her and I with his cooking skills, or if Renee wanted a decent meal sometimes. I knew they were growing to like each other more and more, and while it pained me to admit it, my dad wasn't ever going to come home. I wanted Renee to be happy, and I'm honestly quite glad it was with Phil. She could have done a lot worse.
Over the years, Phil become like a second dad to me, and I'm sure if Charlie was somewhere watching us, he would be happy my mother had found someone to take care of us. We grew to be one big happy family. Then one day Phil and my mother told me they had decided to get married. I was extremely happy, elated even. I loved Phil, and I new that this would mean we would start to get back on our feet again. After the wedding we had moved to Arizona. I was only 11 at the time so it wasn't to dramatic of a move. Phoenix even grew on me. I only ever had one friend, his name was Sam(A/N: No not Sam Uley...lol I just thought about that! Thought I would clear it up), and we stuck together through middle and high school. He was always there for me. I couldn't be happier.
In our sophomore year, I had found out about Starkley Academy's writing program. Sam was so excited for me. He tried to help me with anything he could, even the tuition, but I wouldn't let him pay for me. After months of saving, lots of scholarships, and a whole lot more begging, my mother and Phil had decided they would cover the rest of the expenses. I sent my application in the following week, and received an acceptance letter only one month later.
So now here I am, trying to call a cab out front of an airport in forty degree weather. As one of the yellow cars pulls up, I grab my one bag and begin to walk to the curb. The man helps me put my things in the truck. I slide into the back seat, ever so thankful for the blast of welcoming warm air, and situate myself for the almost hour long ride.
"Where to ma'am?", the cab driver asks.
"Starkley Academy please." I reply. I sit back and slowly drift off to sleep as I watch the trees and beautiful scenery pass me by.
"Ma'am! We're here. Would you like some help with your bags?", the cab driver asks.
"No, Thank you", I reply. I had him the fare and wish him well as I turn around to look at my new home. Starkley Academy is a big brick building, like the colleges you see in pictures, with a big green campus full of students reading books, walking dogs, studying, and just hanging out. The only difference is this is not college, and it is to damn cold for people to be out here! I don't understand how they can do it....
I cross the campus and head to a table labeled "Registration", and tell them my name and course of major study. The lady behind the table hands me a packet of papers filled with a schedule of classes, a room assignment, key, campus map and school ID card with my name and the picture I sent in with my application on it.
I look at the map to find out where my room is located. I find that Johnson Hall is on the complete other side of the campus. I pick up my bags, and begin to walk. As I take in my new surroundings, my mind begins to wander, thinking of my mother, and Phil, and Sam, and my school back home. I stop paying attention to where I am going. When I look up to see if I passed the dorms, I realize that I have no idea where I am. Trying to pull the map out of my back pocket, a round blue object comes soaring through the sky and hits me smack in the forehead, causing me to trip on my feet and fall on my ass.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry! Are you okay?!?! Here let me help you up." I look up to see two girls rushing toward me. The girl helping me up short and pixie-like, and very thin. She had deep black, cropped hair that stuck out in every direction, and yet, was still oddly fashionable. The other girl who looked slightly more amused than worried about my current state was tall and statuesque. She had a perfect body, and golden hair that waved down to the middle of her back.
"Hi, I'm Alice Cullen, and this is my friend, Rosalie", the girl with the black hair said, "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine thanks," I replied with a smile, "falling and I are far from strangers. My name is Bella by the way, Bella Swan."
"Well is there anything we can help you with?" Alice asked.
"Actually, yes. Can you tell me where Johnson Hall is..I'm a little lost. I'm trying to find my dorm."
Alice looked over at Rosalie, who looked just as confused as she did. I began to wonder if maybe it was just a new dorm that not many people had heard of yet.
"Well," Rosalie began, "Johnson Hall is on the east side of the campus, right past the food court."
"Thank you so much. You guys are life savers."
"Yeah, no problem. Hey you should come buy our dorm sometime," Alice said. "You seem like a great person, I know we are gonna be friends. Plus you only have one bag which means you have some serious shopping to do! Our dorm is in Weston hall, Room 498!"
"Okay, yeah, I'll definitely come. See you later. Thanks for the help!" I yelled as they began walking away, waving as they went.
I had finally found Johnson Hall and was fumbling with my keys to unlock the door. As I walked in I looked around at the amazing room. It had a big screen TV with an Xbox hooked up to it, a huge kitchen with all the appliances and 3 bathrooms. One in each room and a half bath in the living room. I peered into one room to find clothes and things spread all around with the beds a mess. I went into the second bedroom to find one side taken, yet still neat and organized. I put my suitcase on the other bed and began to unpack my things, putting my clothes away and putting my toiletries in the bathroom. A bottle of axe in the bathroom caught my eye, but I guess that if the girls rooming with me had boyfriends, they might keep some of their things here just in case. I wandered back into the living room when a big piano caught my eye. Surely not all dorms had one, but I decided to not think to much of it. I slowly went back to the bedroom for a nap, setting my alarm to go off just before dinner, and lay on my bed, and soon enough sleep caught up to me.
"Hey man, what is she doing here? How did she get in here?" I heard voices talking around me. They weren't the shrilly high pitched voices I had been expecting, but the deep voices of guys! My eyes flew open and I shot up.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY DORM!?!?!?" I screamed. I had no idea how they got in there but they really needed to leave. This was a girl's dorm for god's sake!
"Hey, what are you talking about? This is our dorm." I turned over to see the source of the noise and found myself face to face with the most gorgeous, green eyed man I had ever seen in my entire life.
Soooo idk if you like it. PLEASE REVIEW!!! so I know to keep writing or not. I have up to chapter 3, and let me tell you it gets better, a lot more Bella/Edward flirting, but I need to know if its a good idea! And if you didn't read the summary, Yes, Bella got assigned to a guys dorm with Edward, Emmett and Jasper on accident. BUT ANYWAYS! Please please please please review so I know to continue!