Summary.

Isabella Swan is a popular all-American girl, with many admirers and friends. Naturally, her popularity goes to her head, and she becomes a nuisance to everyone else in the school who wasn't her friend. She ignores anyone who isn't important, but has a secret about her home. She's nasty to these 'low life' geeks for a reason. What could it be?

Okay, this is Chapter 1. (: I really hope you guys like it. I created this idea when I was in bed, thinking about my massive phone bill, and how I was going to help my mum pay for it. Ooh dear. (I got in a LOT of trouble.)
I don't own anything or anyone in this Chapter! Okay, it's true, this story is based on the film 'I love you, Beth Cooper.' :)

Chapter 1.

I, am Bella Swan. Full name Isabella, I hate it. What was my insensitive mother thinking?! I attend Forks High School. I was voted for Spring Fling Queen last year, and, as expected by my classmates and friends, I won. My friends absolutely adore me, and geeks beg to do my homework. I love every second of my perfect life.

Saving the Word Document as 'Life' on my Apple™ Laptop, I closed it, automatically shutting it down. My life seemed all lies from the outside or on paper. I picked up my Chloe handbag containing my school stuff, and rushed out the door to my shiny Volvo. I had exactly 15 minutes to get to school, and I had to pick up Rosalie and Jessica on the way there. Pulling up in front of Jessica's house, she rushed out, gushed at my outfit, (carefully picked for the start of a new year; a gorgeous man-top, made out of denim, fraying at the bottom, with the sleeves rolled up, with wet-look leggings, and small black leather high-heeled ankle boots, with bows on the side. {Outfit on Profile.} Complete with a smudge of eyeliner on my eyes, false eyelashes, and a bit of Vaseline for my lips.) and quickly hopped in the back seat. We gossiped until we arrived at Rosalie's house. Rosalie was sister to Alice and Edward Cullen, Alice, a geeky freshman, Edward, the idiotic, spoffy kid in Sophomore year. –My year. I rolled my eyes as I saw Alice reading on the windowsill. She looked up, and smiled at me. I averted my eyes to the door, not smiling back at her. Rosalie stepped out, wearing mini shorts and wellington boots, with long socks underneath. She also wore a plain top with 'CAN'T TOUCH THIS!' printed across the front. I smiled, only Rosalie could pull this off.

"Hey babe!" She grinned as she slid in the car.
"Hi Rosie." I pulled up the side of my mouth in a quick smile.
"Oh my gawshhh! Rosalie, babe, I love your Wellingtons. It's so 'Festival Chic'!" Jessica squealed. Ugh, how irritating. She was nice and all, but she was only hanging round with us because she knew every label on every piece of clothing. I know, it's like 'Get a life, much?!' But you don't say that to Jessica. She can make you look bad.

Arriving at school, we pulled into our usual spot in the parking lot, and hopped out. We got the usual Wolf whistles from the new students, which we simply rolled our eyes at. Waving at the odd jock or soccer player, we walked into the school. There, I spotted Jake. We were 'seeing each other' at the moment, meaning that we weren't fully committed to each other, but enjoyed each other's company. I kissed him on the cheek, and he wrapped his arm round my waist. I pulled him across the hall to where my first class was, and we had a quick kiss before I went inside. "See you." I smiled, licking my lips, and walking inside.

First, second, third period went by pretty quickly. I breathed a sigh of relief at lunch. The girls and I, as in, Rosalie, Jessica, sometimes Lauren when she doesn't deliberately piss me off, and Angelia, all sat with the jocks. Rosalie looked pretty smug with her boyfriend, Emmett, and they were muttering at the corner of the table. God knows what. If I'm honest, I didn't really want to know.
"...Bella?" I turned, eyebrows raised.
Oh for fuck sake. It was Edward Cullen. The poor boy was in love with me, like he had a chance.
"What? Spit it out." I demanded.
"Umm, urr, err-I. I..."
"For god sake, Cullen, there's only ten minutes left of the lunch break, and if you don't mind, not like you'd have a choice anyway, but I would like to enjoy it, thank you. Spit. It. Out." And he did. All over my face.
"Sir says you've got to see the principal immediately." I felt the saliva on my face. Oh my god. He spat on me. I glared at him. "Watch your mouth, boy." And sauntered off. I heard him stifle a giggle behind me, then get a load of abuse from my table. A smug smile appeared on my face. Heh.
I knocked on the principals door, fiddling in my bag to get my GUCCI™ sunnies.
"Come in." Came a muffled voice.
"Hi sir. What's up?" I took a seat on the uncomfy blue scabby seat that was sat in front of his desk.
"There's no easy way to say this, Isabella-"
"Bella." I corrected. Then I saw his face. "Sorry. Carry on." Checking my nails, I wasn't prepared for his reply.
"Your mom died an hour ago at Forks Hospital. I heard she had Cancer, I'm so sorry, Bella." I froze, and my eyes filled with tears. Blinking furiously, I stood up.
"Yah, I um, saw it coming. I'll just, uh, go and do some stuff." I ran into the girls bathroom, sobs breaking from my chest. Lunch Break had ended, so the stalls were empty. Then I heard the little child's voice.
"Isabella? It's Alice."