Remembering Bella.

"Bella, Bella wake up!"

i had no idea what was going on. I knew I was asleep but something was pulling me out of my slumber. I opened my eyes groggily and took in the scene around me, the alarm clock on my stand which still hadn't gone off, my uniform to a prestigious school still laying on my chair were I had left it, my half drunk hot chocolate from last night still sitting on my dresser, the framed pictures still lining the walls like they had all year, my mobile phone still on the charger laying next to the pillow, my laptop with my essay still waiting to be printed sitting on the floor next to my bed, the only thing out of place would be my drop dead gorgeous sister Rosalie, sitting on top of me shaking me awake.

"Rose why the fuck did you wake me up? I still have 40 minutes left to sleep."

"Because my hair straightner fucking died on me. It fucking died."

"Just take mine; it should be in the bathroom cupboard."

"Thanks baby girl!"

My sister flounced out of my room positively glowing due to the fact she didn't need to go to school with curly hair. Personally I liked her hair curly, but she never ever took my advice. Rosalie was fucking stunning, she had long blonde hair with a few brown highlights through it, when it was straightened it came down to the small of her back, her blue eyes were literally the color of the ocean and when she was angry they went as black as the sky on a rainy day, she always wore just the perfect amount of make-up so she wasn't caked faced or blotchy. Her athletic figure and perfect curves sent guys drooling over her and she didn't even realize.

Me on the other hand, well I believed I looked nothing like her but everybody told me I did. I had brunette color hair just a few centimeters longer then Rosalie's, my brown eyes could make anybody tell the truth, and to be honest I liked them best about myself. I was average height with a normal figure that I was always trying to trim down and my make-up never ever worked out right, so I usually just didn't bother with it anymore.

Oh and another difference between us, Rosalie ruled Seattle College, I on the other hand were the dorky sister of Queen Rosalie.

I knew I wouldn't get back to sleep once I was up I was up. I decided to go downstairs and made sure my drunk of a mother made it through another night. I despised my mother, she had made a fortune and for that I was lucky, but my mum didn't know how much she had made me suffer for the last 13 years. When I was 4 my dad walked out on my mum, at the time I absolutely hated him for breaking us up, but as I got older I could see the reason why he had to leave us. But over the last 13 years I had had about 14 stepfathers and I had lost count how many almost stepfathers. The thing I hated the most was that my mother's fortune came from all her divorces, and she couldn't see the problem with that. But as messed up as my family was the other thing that really stood out to me was that my older sister, the person meant to be my role model loved the way my mother lived and wanted to be exactly like her.

My mother had fake blonde hair, smoky blue eyes, fake DD cup boobs, and has had several stomach tucks. Her face was always piled with make-up no person in the world had ever seen her without her make-up on. I hated the way my mother looked and put herself out there. As I stared at her in disgust and thought of things I would say to her if I ever had the balls, I knew I should wake her up and act like a perfect daughter.

"Mum, mum, you need to get up."

"Bella honey, give mummy a few more hours sleep I'll get up soon."

"No mum, now, up and at em!"

"Jeez Bella who made you boss?"

"well someone needs to be sensible around here, now get your lazy ass out of bed and maybe ill get to see you before I have to leave for school."

"Bella Marie Swan, I may act like a child but I am still your mother and deserve some respect of you young lady."

I walked out of her room muttering something that didn't make a whole lot of sense. Rose was sitting at the table already with her hair perfect. That was something I never understood, she had ringlets in her hair but within half an hour it was dead straight and would stay like that until she had a shower. As I got closer to her I realized she was on her phone, with a quick look at the wall clock I realized the only person that would call her this early would be her boyfriend Emmett.

Now that was a funny story.

"So bells, who have you, got your eye on at the moment. And don't say no one!" rose announced.

I and rose were having one of our great girly sister moments that happened only when she was drunk.

"Okay okay I'll tell you! Just keep your mouth shut and don't laugh!"

" I swear" rose proclaimed raising her right hand.

I giggled uncontrollably at the sight.

"Emmett Cullen"

"Oh My God his so yummy! You two should definitely hook up !

the next day at school…

I was walking with my best friend Angela when I saw a guy heading towards us. I knew he wouldn't be here for me so I kept walking and didn't say anything.

"Hey, your Bella swan right?"

"Uhh yeah hi"

When I looked up I realized that it was Emmett Cullen, and then I realized rose must of said something.

"Your Rosalie's sister?"

"Yeah, you two are friends?"

"Umm no not really, but she's fucking mint, think you could introduce us?"

"Go talk to her yourself, she's right behind you."

"Thanks umm Brigitte."

"IT'S BELLA!" I screamed as he ran after my sister.

I giggled to my self as I remembered the story. I didn't talk to my sister for a month afterwards but they had been going solid for about a year now, so I had kind of gotten used to the idea.