-The Other Half-
Disclaimer: I own neither Twilight nor any of the character's in Twilight!
Chapter 1: Sick Little Games- All Time Low
Forks, Washington: my personal hell. My name is Bella Swan; I'm a 13 year old 7th grader at Fork's Public Middle School. If you asked someone in the halls they would either a. Ask who? Or B. Laugh in your face. I'm not the prettiest thing in the world with frizzy brown hair, brown eyes, thick brimmed glasses, and acne everywhere! I would definitely not be considered part of the popular crowd, actually now that I think of it I'm not part of any crowd. I know it sounds sad, but I'm used to it. I would be perfectly content with quietly going about my own business; however that is not possible due to one group of people: the populars. They are the ones who make every waking moment of my life awful! The leader, should I say dictator is Edward Cullen! I must have insulted his family or something by accident because all he does every day is shit on my very existence….
-Flashback-
I was sitting at my lunch table alone when suddenly I heard a tray smack down in front of me. Looking up I saw none other than Edward telling me: "Move ugly!"
"But this is the table I sit at every day!"
"Does it look like I care, my friends and I need somewhere to sit and well this just looked like the perfect spot" His friends were standing behind him snickering as he taunted me.
"Edward there aren't any other tables open, I can't move!" I can't believe I just said that.
"Well then eat in the bathroom then, it would spare everyone from looking at your disgusting face!" As those words echoed in my head, tears were beginning to well up in my eyes.
"HAHA! Ugly old belly is crying guys! Look at her!"
That was it; I bolted out of the room so fast, leaving my lunch sitting on the table. All I heard as I left was the sound of Edward and his stupid friend laughing.
As I walked home from school that day, all I could hear was laughing. I couldn't deal with this anymore. As I walked into my house, I was greeted by the sound of yelling.
"CHARLIE I'M LEAVING AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO STOP ME!"
"Renee please don't leave me here alone, at least let Bella stay"
I walked into the kitchen incredible frightened, "Who's leaving" I asked timidly
"Bella", my mom said, "Sweetheart, we are going to move to Florida, just the two of us." She stated firmly glaring at Charlie the entire time.
"Please no!" My dad weakly argued
"Baby you need to go pack up now, we are leaving tonight!"
"O-ok mom" The tears were beginning to well back into my eyes at the sight of Charlie, but I had to get out of this place!
That night my mother and I were on a plane that was headed to Florida and away from my living nightmare.