A.N/ Hi! So, I got this idea a long time ago… And, now I'm finally writing it. One of the reasons is too help get over my writers block for "An Unexpected Surprise," (which I will be continuing, but probably not any time soon,) and because I really wanted to write this! BTW, if there is such thing as Erikson Academy, I didn't know… because I just made that name up! So, here's the summary…
Bella Swan has wanted to attend Erikson Academy boarding school for as long as she can remember. Now, she finally can. At the academy, she meets Rosalie, Jasper, Emmett, Alice, and Edward. Everyone at the academy would do anything to be one of them, especially Bella. But what happens when she falls for one of them? And can Bella survive the drama of Erikson Academy? AH, AU.
So that's the summary! Anyways, here's the actual story!
Chapter One-
It's always been my dream to attend Erikson Academy. I found out about it when I was six years old. My cousin Kate got in by a scholarship. When I got older, she told me about what it was like living there. I was ten years old, and it fascinated me. She told me about how everyone there has grown up to become successful. She became a very successful surgeon.
If I could only attend Erikson, then I could have a great career. But, if I stayed in my little hometown of Forks Washington, I might not have so good of a career. In Forks, there was a small success rate. It rains about 363 days a year, and I could honestly say it was driving me insane.
Right now, I was making my bed, getting ready for another day at Forks high school. I'd never had any close friends. I'd never really had any friends at all, except for my mother. I lived in a tiny home with two bedrooms, with my dad and mom.
"Bella!" My mom called. "There's a letter for you!"
I all but sprinted down the stairs. I'd recently applied for a scholarship at Erikson Academy. Could they have accepted me?
My heart was pounding in my chest as I saw the Erikson crest. I tore open the envelope, telling me to not get my hopes up. It was probably just going to thank me for applying, but telling me that I wasn't what they were looking for.
Hands shaking, I opened up the letter. This would help decided my fate. If I was going to have a future or not. If I would be driven insane by Forks. So, I started to read…
Dear Isabella Swan, Thank you for applying to Erikson Academy. You have excellent grades, which is exactly what we look for in a Erikson Academy student. We are pleased to say that you can start attending Erikson Academy after Spring Break. Thank you, Marsha Walsh, Board of Directors
I felt happy tears spring in my eyes. I was in. I was going to have a successful life. I was going to Erikson Academy.
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My face was practically glued to the window as we drove up the road Erikson Academy. There were limos, and all sorts of expensive cars that I'd seen in magazines. The type of cars that the people in Forks didn't even think were really outside of car dealerships.
Finally, I saw the main building. It was huge, and was made mainly of red and brown bricks. There were a lot of big windows, and I could occasionally see people glancing out.
I heard myself gasp, along with my mother. All around us, the scenery was beautiful. Again, I felt tears forming in my eyes. I quickly wiped them away.
Soon, we were parked, and unloading my things. I felt extremely out of place, considering all the other girls were wearing very expensive clothes, and had very expensive cars. If you didn't get into Erikson by scholarship, you had to pay more than the cost of my house to get in.
"Are you sure you want to go here?" Renee asked uncertainly. As if I was going to say no.
"Yes, I'm certain. I think Erikson will be good for me." I said, smiling reassuringly. But, on the inside, I didn't feel so sure. I was leaving behind my mother who had been through everything with me, and entering a school where most people didn't even know the meaning of the word 'poor.' But, I needed to do this. I needed to get away from Forks before I was driven insane. So, we said our goodbyes, and I walked to my new home.
I'd found out just before the break that I'd be staying in Mitchell Hall, the hall for sophomore girls.
I walked into Mitchell hall, and saw a lot of girls who were wearing clothes that I could only dream of wearing. Most of them glared at me, as if they didn't want me here, or as if I didn't belong here. Some girls simply stared at me curiously. The other girls just ignored me.
Most of these girls were sitting in a nice lounge, that consisted of leather chairs, bookshelves, computers, and a huge flat screen T.V. I couldn't believe that I'd be living here.
I walked to my room, which was at the end of the hall. I opened it, and saw a pretty brunette applying make up in front of a small compact mirror.
She glanced up when she saw me, and smiled warmly.
"Hey," she said to me. "You must be Isabella. It's nice to finally have a roommate." I returned her smile, and was relieved that she didn't glare at me like some of the girls outside.
"Thanks. I prefer Bella." She smiled at me, and said, "I'm Angela."
The dorm room we'd be sharing had two dressers, two desks, two closets, and two beds. Angela's side of the room was covered with lots of posters.
After a while of unpacking, Angela said, "It's time for dinner."
I walked with Angela to the dining hall, and sat at a table with her friends.
I talked with some of her friends, and met Jessica, a girl with dark, curly hair, Lauren, a no-so-welcoming girl who barley talked to me, and Mike, and overly friendly guy, who wouldn't stop talking to me.
It was halfway through dinner that I noticed them.
They were separated into two groups, even though they sat at the same table. In each group there appeared to be about five people.
In the first group, there was a beautiful blonde girl who had long, blonde hair, and she was smirking at something someone had said. The guy across from her had curly brown hair, and was muscled like a serious weight lifter. The guy next to him had honey blonde, slightly curly and messy hair. The girl across from him had spiky black hair, and a wide smile. Finally, the guy next to her had messy bronze hair and a beautiful, crooked smile on his face. He decided to look up at that moment, and he smirked at me. I happened to notice his eyes were emerald green. I quickly blushed and looked down.
In the other group, there was a nice looking guy with black, long hair. He had a smile on his face. Next to him, was a slim girl with long, light brown hair. I happened to notice that she was talking to the girl next to her, who had short, dark brown hair, and was wearing glasses. Next to her was a guy with light brown hair, who was glaring playfully at the girl with long light brown hair.
Around me, my new friends were chatting and laughing. "Bella?" Angela asked me, then, she saw who I was looking at. She smiled knowingly.
"Who are they?" I asked her curiously.
"The Jefferson's," Was all she said.
"Umm… Are they like… all related?" I asked. I noticed that I had my whole table's attention. Someone snorted.
Angela shook her head. "There are the Jefferson Girls, and the Jefferson Boys. There like… a sorority or Greek house or whatever. Only the most elite people are one of them. Everyone on campus wants to be one of them. There really popular, if you haven't already noticed."
Then, Jessica added, "Yeah. They might as well own the school."
"How to you become one of them?" I asked.
"You have to be invited to be one. For whatever reason, they have to have at least ten Jefferson Guys and ten Jefferson Girls at a time. If Rosalie got her way, it would only be the five in the first group." Jessica replied, looking jealous.
At least ten more people had joined them since I'd looked away. Now, they all looked like one big group.
"Can you get invited at any time?" I asked, wanting to know more about the Jefferson's.
Angela nodded. "Most of the time, it happens when the seniors graduate and they need more people. Its rare to be invited at random times, but it happens."
Suddenly, I wanted more than anything to be a Jefferson Girl. Then, I could possibly make friends. I could be popular. Instead of having people looking down on me, people would look up to me.
"Do you personally know any of them?"
Angela shrugged. "Well, sort of. The tall brunette with long hair who used to be in the second group is kinda nice… Other than that, I don't know any of them."
Then, Lauren snorted. "Please. You don't know any of them, Angela. You could only wish." Angela went bright red, for whatever reason.
Then, Jessica giggled. "Edward Cullen is staring at you." I had no clue who Edward Cullen was, but I had a feeling it was one of the Jefferson Boys.
I glanced over at there table, and saw the bronze haired guy smirking at me. Wow, that smirk made him look so sexy…
A.N/ So, there it is! Please review! I'll update once I get… 5-10 reviews! So, review! Also, the plot will get way... thicker as the story goes on!