Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated for awhile...I honestly have not had a computer. It died so I had to wait a month and a half for my dad to get the right parts. As some of you might have noticed, I completely deleted my first story. I decided it sucked to much to keep up on here...

In other words, this is my new fanfic. I'm currently working on the second part of it. First part isn't that long, just one standard notebook filled with lined paper. ALL ARE HUMAN AND OOC!! Just letting you all know before hand...Rosalie especially is OOC. And all are what most classify as "emo" or "gothic".

Either way, not much of a first chapter, but is there ever? Review and I might post another chapter tonight!

Another quick thing...I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM!! got it?

Great...Another day of living in the Abercrombie & Fitch, Aeropostale, American Eagle, Chanel, Juicy Couture, Dooney & Bourke hell. 'Joooyyyyy' I sarcastically thought to myself.
And the new family moving in is probably another one of those made up of Barbie dolls and "players" as they call themselves. They'll probably enjoy helping to beat my ass up.
Yes, at school I'm made fun of, beaten up, harassed, you name it, it's been done to me. Sure, I fight back twice as hard. I've sent a few to the hospital with a broken arm or nose every once and awhile. I've gotten detention, suspension, almost to the point of expulsion. Charlie had a habit of over-reacting, him being chief of police and all, grounded me two weeks for every little thing.
I rolled out of bed and looked at myself in the dresser mirror. All I saw was a pale, underweight girl that had black hair with purple, pink, blue, and orange streaks. I do eat-a lot, I'm only underweight because my thyroid reacts faster than others. I turned away unable to look at the nightmare of the thing I'm supposed to call myself and stumbled, and tripped once, into my walk-in closet. I shop at Hot Topic a lot so my closet was full of endless rows of merchandise. A purple corset, black mini, and some flats stood out. Put on some black cosmetics and I'd be good to go.
After that was done, I brought my iPod down to the kitchen with me to get breakfast. I hit shuffle. Everything We Had by The Academy Is... came on. It matched my mood, except it should be Everything I Had, but still, Bills lyrics and vocals amaze me. My iPod is really my only friend, Charlie and Renee are just family. Even that's kind of iffy.
I put a toaster strudel in the toaster and waited for it to pop out, then put icing on it, scarfed it down, and then went upstairs to brush my teeth and grab my backpack. Not that I actually do my homework or any shit like that. I feel bad for the people that do it. It just didn't make sense. What are we going to use this pointless shit for in the rest of our lives? Work?
Ha.
Something was still getting at me though, what the new family like? There's just that feeling that they might be friends or alliances. That they'll be different from the rest. Oh well, like I said, probably more Barbie dolls (AKA Clones from hell.
I attempted to make the way to my car without tripping, this time I was actually successful. I unlocked my sleek, black Lamborghini and got into it. Yes, you heard me right, Lamborghini. It took me eight part-time jobs, allowance, and life savings, to get it.At first the guys were mainly jealous because they hadsucky cars. I drove off to school waiting for another day of humiliation.
As I pulled in I noticed and black Volvo, the new kids. Maybe they won't be that bad. But then again, you can't judge people by their cars, or judge a book by its cover, or something like that. I walked into first period literature and saw a short girl that reminded me of a pixie.
She had short, pointy black hair that stuck out from every direction imaginable with bleach-blond tips at the end. She was wearing a HIM shirt, black skinny jeans, and Converse. My comment: wow.
She noticed me looking her way and sent a death glare, then took the time to notice what I looked like and half-smiled and motioned for me to come over. I reluctantly walked back.
"Hey, you seem like the only cool one here. I'm Alice." She stated.
"You don't look that bad yourself. The names Bella"
"I think we could get along well, my entire family is like you and me"
"Maybe we can..." I was interrupted by the teacher calling the class to order.
She then droned on and on about who knows what. I waited by staring off into space and waited for the bell to ring.
"Hey Alice," I said. "Where's your next class"
"Government with Jefferson," she said.
"Damn it,look like I'm still in gym all alone"
"Actually, my sister, Rosalie, and two brothers, Edward and Emmett, are in that class. If that helps"
"It does. See you at lunch"
"'Kay bye"
Basically that's how my morning foes. Literature, don't care. Gym, do nothing. Trig, ultimate suck fest.
I trudged toward the gym, pondering on what Rosalie would be like. Alice had said that the rest of the family was like me. So they can't be too be, can they? As I walked into the girls locker room, I saw the other Cullen daughter, Rosalie.
She was pretty. Long, flowing black hair, the under layer was blood red. Most of her was leg. She too was thin. Full lips that fit perfectly in her jaw. Blue-ish gray eyes that looked as if they could see through your soul. (A/N: Sorry, I had to but that there. My mom said that about Jared Leto's eyes. I apologize if you disagree with that color. I'm writing off pure memory)
Rosalie noticed me. It looked as if she was doing the same thing I was doing with her. Judging. I also suppose she was outgoing since she immediately began talking to me.
"Hey I'm Rosalie,"
"Bella,"
"So, what's your favorite band?"
"I don't know. There's a lot...yours?" I asked.
"Slipknot, maybe. But your answer seems more fitting. Too many good bands,"
"So, change of subject, I met Alice already today. She said that the rest of the family was just like me. Is that true"
"Yeah. But before you see things going on between Emmett and I or Alice and Jasper, we're all adopted. Jasper and I are siblings though. As for Edward...he hasn't found the one yet." It sounded as though there was a double meaning to that. Did she thing he and I would go together perfectly? And as if we were telepathically connected (Just for you Lauren, lol. Inside joke for the confused people.), she answered my question. "You two would be perfect for each other! Both intellectual and thoughtful. Same taste in things. I know I don't really know you Bella, but I can tell that I'll be seeing you around our house a lot regardless. Me, you, and Alice will most definitely be tight. You'll complete the family for us by hopefully making Edward happy"
I finished changing in time for role call and went out to the gym.
That might have been the best choice of my life.