Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Anything Twilight…I'm Not Stephenie Meyer.

BPOV:

Today I have a nervous feeling in my stomach. Today is the first day of school since I moved to Forks, Washington in June. School started a week ago but I ditched.

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I prefer the name Bella, and I get abused by my father, Charlie Swan. I'm a plain Jane. (Just brown hair and brown eyes, I'm not the prettiest thing around!) But that's not the only reason I'm nervous.

I'm going to public school. Forks High School. I have a feeling Forks High will become my personal hell today, considering the fact that I've never been to a public school before.

People might talk about me because I dress emo. It's not my fault I'm depressed all the time…it's Charlie's!

It's all because of him! I was perfectly happy in Phoenix, Arizona with my mom, Renee, and my step-dad, Phil. My dad blames me for her leaving. It's not my fault she decided to leave him!

"Beep, Beep, Beep!"

I was awoken by my alarm clock at, I glanced at the clock, 6:00!?! Charlie must have changed the time! Oh well! I gotta get up anyway to make him breakfast. If he gets downstairs without breakfast on the table, there's hell to pay! If he isn't in a good mood, the beatings get worse.

So, I decided to give him his favorite to enlighten his mood. Blueberry waffles, scrambled eggs, and coffee. Black. Like his heart!

I suddenly hear footsteps coming down the steps. I mentally prepare myself for my "morning greeting".

"Good morning, Bella." My dad grumbled weakly.

"Hi Dad! I made your favorite."

Charlie slapped me hard across the face, causing me to fall on the floor, landing on my butt.

"Don't call me stupid! I can see that!" While I was still on the floor, he kicked me in the stomach three times hard before I got up and ran up the stairs to my room. I waited a minute before i got up to get ready.

"Good, he's in a good mood today," I thought to myself.

I walked into my closet and decided what to wear. I chose a red "My Chemical Romance" t shirt, black washed skinny jeans, black converses and black fishnets.

With my clothes in hand, I walk into my bathroom that's located in my room to take a quick shower just to clean all of the blood off of my skin.

I got dressed, dried and straightened my hair, and put on my makeup with 30 minutes until school starts. Just enough time to walk to school.

I slipped on my midnight blue, tight fitting hoodie and grabbed my "Nightmare Before Christmas" bag and walked out the door and into the pouring rain.