A/N: Guess what time it is? New story time, that's what time it is! WOO! This story-line may be a bit cliché, but I've wanted to do one of this for a while. So, here I am writing and here you are reading! Sorry I haven't been updating in a while, I've been a busy bee. School starts in a few weeks. BOO! But, I promise to update regularly! Enough of my rambling, enjoy the story! Constructive criticism greatly appreciated.
I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm clock. I don't know why they make those things anyway, are they made to make people crabby or what? I raised my arm from my side and slammed it down on the annoying thing. It gave one last beep before shutting up. Only then that my hand started to hurt. I cursed loudly as my hand was starting to redden. I frowned and got up out of bed. I walked carefully, trying not to trip, and made my way over to the bathroom. I turned on the hot water in the shower and waited for it to warm up. I undressed and stepped in. I let the water soothe my stiff muscles before I grabbed my strawberry scented shampoo. I squeezed some out of the thin bottle. I lathered my hair with and rinsed it. I stood there for a moment before twisting the knob so the water would shut off. I grabbed the towel I brought with me off the counter and dried myself off before sticking my hand out to reach my robe.
I pulled the shower curtain out of my way and stepped out on the bath mat. I put on my purple and red robe and tied the string thingy. I reached into the medicine cabinet for the first-aid kit. I took out the white bandages. I took the roll and wrapped it around my injured hand. I hissed in pain as the bandage hit the tender parts of my hand. It soon calmed down and I left the bathroom. I bumped into my big brother, Emmett. His fat-ass arm bumped my hand.
"Damn it! Emmett! Watch where you're going!" I exclaimed.
"Woah, little sis, what's got you crabby this morning?" He replied.
"My stupid alarm clock."
"I hate that thing, that's why I don't have one. Dad always wakes me up instead. Let me tell you, it's not that much better. Being woke up by your dad in his boxers is not a pretty sight." I laughed. Nobody can stay mad at that big teddy bear for long.
"What's the weather like outside?" I asked him.
"Kind of hot kind of not. I really don't know Forks' weather is like yet. I mean, we've been only here for a week." He shrugged. I nodded.
It was mid- June. My brother and I moved to Forks, Washington last Monday to live with our dad, Charlie Swan. My parents are divorced. My mother, Renee, remarried and my father didn't. See, Emmett and our mom haven't been getting along lately, so she sent him to live with Charlie. She wanted me to stay with her, but I said no way. I wasn't going to leave my over-protective teddy bear. So here we are. We were going to the boarding school across town tomorrow, so I had to pack today. It was called "Forks Boarding School Academy". Really original name right? Anyway, I continued walking to my bedroom.
I liked my bedroom. It was still the same I left it when I visited last summer. It was painted purple on the walls and black on the ceiling. My queen-sized bed was in the middle of the room up against the wall. I had a dream catcher hanging from the head board. In the corner by the door, was a rocking chair. Next to that, was my old dusty computer. Don't get me wrong, I loved that computer, but it was so old. Next to that, was my window. It held dark blue curtains. My closet was in between my window and my computer. I walked over to it and opened the door. It wasn't big. But it was large enough to fit my clothes. I grabbed a pair of shorts that stopped right above the knee. I picked a short sleeved shirt that said "Cute, But Deadly". I grabbed a pair of socks and my black All Star sneakers. I quickly changed and walked downstairs to meet Emmett and Charlie.
"Hey dad." I said.
"Hey Bells."
"What do you and Emmett want for breakfast?"
"Whatever is fine with you. Oh, before I forget, you and Emmett have some mail." He tossed me an envelope. On the front it said, "Forks Academy". I tore it open quickly. Inside were a couple pieces of paper. I took the first one. It was a short letter;
Dear Isabella Swan,
Welcome to Forks! We are so happy to have you and your brother! I'm sure you will love it here. Enclosed in the envelope, is your schedule, map of the school, and school rules. I'm sure that you'll follow all the rules respectably and that there will be no problems whatsoever. I hope that you'll be happy with the premises. Have a great junior year!
Forks' Headmaster,
Mrs. Graham
Hmm, she seems nice enough. I opened my schedule.
Isabella's Schedule:
1st period: Physical Education.
2nd period: Trigonometry
3rd period: Spanish
4th period: Adv. English
Lunch
5th period: Social Science
6th period :Biology
7th period: Free Period
This seemed easy enough. I traced the routes on my map. My classes seemed to be close together. Except in between Spanish and English I would have to basically run to get there on time, but I didn't mind. I opened the school rules paper.
Welcome to Forks Boarding School Academy! We don't require a school uniform, but we will assign you one if you don't follow these rules:
No short skirts
Skirts have to have some sort of shorts underneath
No spaghetti straps
Skirts and dresses must be knee length or longer
High Heel shoes must be lower than 3 inches
Tank top straps must be as wide as two fingers
Shorts must be knee length or longer
As long as you follow this dress code, you should be fine. I'm sure you know classroom rules, so I don't feel the need to explain them once again. Have fun at Forks Boarding School Academy!
The rules are easy to follow, for me at least. I didn't own any high heels, for my horrible hand-eye coordination. I didn't own any skirts or dresses. I'm a tom-boy if you will. I hate the color pink. I keep my brown hair shoulder length. My brown eyes don't wear that much make-up. Growing up with men doesn't exactly make you girly.
I put my letters on the dining table and turned to the refrigerator. I decided to make French toast with bacon and eggs. I pulled out the eggs and grabbed a bowl. I cracked some in the bowl and whipped them up. I then got out a smaller-sized bowl and poured the egg mix in there. I cracked a few more in the larger bowl and whipped those up too. I grabbed a loaf of bread and untied the twisty thing. I took a few pieces of bread and set them on the counter. Taking a pan, I set it on the stove. I dipped the bread in the egg mix and set them in the pan to cook. I took out another pan and poured the other eggs into that pan. Turning to the fridge, I took out the package of bacon and set them on a plate to go in the microwave. I pressed the buttons on it to get to the right time and pressed start. I then, turned the coffee maker on and got the orange juice out. I flipped the French toast and stirred the eggs around. The microwave beeped and I took out the bacon and set it on the dining table to cool. I took out a big plate and stacked the toast on to it. Then, taking out three more plates, I each gave them a good sized amount of scrambled eggs. I took the plate of French toast to the dining table, then the three other plates, while pouring three cups of coffee and orange juice.
"Dad, Emmett! Breakfast is ready!" I yelled up the stairs. The ran down the stairs almost knocking each other down in the process. I laughed at them. They can be so immature when it comes to food. I walked in the kitchen after them shaking my head. I sat down on one of the empty chairs and started eating. I have to admit, I am a good cook. The other two couldn't cook even if their life depended on it. This is why I make the meals. I have no idea how my father is going to deal when I leave. I'm pretty sure he would just order a pizza every night. I rolled my eyes at that thought.
After they were finished eating, I cleaned up and sat down on the sofa to watch some TV. I would pack in a few hours. I didn't have much to pack anyway. I watched a few episodes of SpongeBob before I grew bored of the little yellow sponge and his pink friend. I heard a knock at the door when I turned off the television. I got up, stumbled a bit, and opened it. I gritted my teeth as I saw who it was. Tears came to my eyes, but I held them back as the bad memory flashed in my mind.
Flashback
I got out of Emmett's jeep and waved him goodbye as I walked up to James's house. I rang the doorbell, but there was no answer. I shrugged and opened the door.
I heard weird sounds from upstairs. I tilted my head and walked up them. The sounds were coming from James's room.
"James?" I quietly called out. No answer. Just weird sounds. I pushed open the door and gasped at what I saw.
My boyfriend was in bed with a red-haired girl. He was cheating on me. I ran out of the room, down the stairs, and out the door. I took out my cell phone and called my brother.
End Flashback
James.
James and I met in our freshman year of high school in Arizona. We immediately hit it off and became best friends. After about two months, he asked me to be his girlfriend. Needless to say, I was ecstatic and said yes a thousand times. We went strong for all of freshman year and sophomore year. It was during summer that he broke my heart.
After I had called Emmett, he came and picked me up. He was furious. I tried to calm him down, but it was no use. He dropped me off and sped back to James's house. Let's just say, that James had ended up in the hospital with more than a broken nose. I smirked at that thought. That bastard deserved it.
"What the hell do you want?" I sneered at him.
"Look, I am very sorry that I did that to you. Will you take me back?" He pleaded. I snorted.
"You think that just because you came here and begged me to take you back, that I would? Well let me tell you something, you broke my heart into a million pieces. You paid for it. End of story. End of our story. In case that was too difficult to understand, we are over. Get it? Got it? Good." And with that, I slammed the door in his face smirking to myself.
"You will pay for this Isabella Marie Swan! Mark my words!" He said with venom in his voice. I just rolled my eyes and walked up the stairs into my bedroom. I checked the clock. It was two o'clock. I turned my computer on and waited for it to wheeze awake. It did in a couple of minutes and I checked my email. There was one from my mom.
Hi Bella! I miss you so much! I wish you didn't have to go, but I had to let you or else you would have probably thrown a fit and lock yourself in your room. How are things in Forks? Are you at your new school yet? Have you met any boys so far? Reply soon! Love you,
Mom
I laughed at my mom's pushiness. I quickly typed back a reply.
Hi mom. I miss you too. Forks is alright, it has been surprisingly sunny and not rainy? Halleluiah! I will be going to my new school tomorrow. No, I haven't met any boys yet. Well, I better get packing, so I love you,
Bella
I sent it and shut down the computer down. I got up from the chair and stretched. It was now two-thirty. I walked over to the closet and got my suitcases. I set them on my bed. I had one for clothes, one for toiletries, and one for personal items. I gathered all my clothes and stuffed them in their assigned suitcase. I zipped the zipper and set it on the floor. I then grabbed my picture of my mom and set that in a suitcase. I grabbed the picture of my dad and Emmett and set that in the suitcase also. My phone charger went in also. I grabbed other personal items and set them in the suitcase. I zipped the zipper and set in next to the clothes. I grabbed my toothpaste and toothbrush and set them in my toiletry bag along with my strawberry shampoo. Other toiletries went in also.
After I was all packed, I went downstairs to cook dinner. I decided to make spaghetti. After it was all cooked and plated, Charlie came home from the police station. He hung his gun up and sat down to eat. I walked over to the stairs.
"Emmett! Get your fat-ass down here! Dinner is ready!" He came downstairs pouting because I called him a fat-ass. I rolled my eyes and followed him. We began eating.
"So kids, are you all packed and ready to go tomorrow? We have to leave at seven tomorrow, so be sure to be ready." Charlie said. We nodded our heads. After dinner was all eaten, I went to clean up.
"I'll clean up tonight Bells; you have a big day tomorrow." Dad said. I shrugged and nodded. I went in the living room and plopped down on the couch next to Emmett.
"What are we watching?" I asked him.
"Big Brother."
"Ok." Yeah, we have very exciting nights. I watched TV for a few hours before deciding to turn in for the night. I said good night to Emmett and Charlie and headed upstairs. I changed into my pajamas and fell asleep into a dreamless sleep.
A/N: Here is my first chapter for "Forks Academy". Yay! I should be updating my other stories later on today. So watch out for those!
Peace!
-LillyPad7890