Well, this is my very first twilight fanfic story, it's all set in England (near the sea) in a boarding school. I don't own anything:(. Well that's not entirely true, I own 6 cats but we won't go into that :) but yeah i don't own twilight however much i want to, which happens to be a lot by the way. Anyway, on to the story...
Chapter 1
The rain hammered down on the roof of the cab. Great, just great I thought to myself. I'm not really surprised, I was expecting it to be rainy in England but it's not exactly the nicest of ways to be greeted. Maybe it's an omen but most likely it's just my luck. To be fair, I'm starting to like the rain; it has a homey feel to it now, now that I've lived in it for nearly 3 years.
"Are you okay Miss?" The cabbie asked, pulling me out of my rapture.
"Yes, I'm fine thanks." I say shaking my head, trying to get myself to snap back into reality. Looking out of the window everything looks so different.
It's still all so green, there are still trees everywhere, it even echoes a sense of secrecy but it's definitely different. Thankfully there are some surfaces that have escaped the cover of moss and the greys, silvers and browns of the stones and the ground peep through the grass and trees at regular intervals. I think I like it better without everything being green, a little variety never hurt anyone. I just don't like being torn from my friends and Jake. Jake's definitely something special, my personal sun as I like to think of him. Oh well, at least in England there is a slightly larger chance of some real sun.
As much as I'll miss everyone, I can feel that this is the right decision. I know that this school will be perfect, that no one will have to worry about me and that no one I don't want to see will turn up here. Maybe England was a bit of a drastic change but I don't care, I saw the school and knew it was perfect. However, I am now a little sick of travelling; planes, cabs, buses, trains and a lift from a friend is quite enough transport for a lifetime. I felt the cab slow followed by the unfamiliar crunch of gravel, stones and the splashes of water.
"We're here Miss." He said stopping the car.
"Thanks." I said handing him the cash. English money is so weird; it'll definitely take some getting used to.
I clambered out of the cab, grabbing my bags from next to me. Being as graceful as I am I tripped slightly but caught myself before I fell to the ground. I looked up at the building and gasped. It was breathtaking; so elegant. There's ivy climbing up the wall of the main building, carefully trimmed around the school's name and there are rows of pale coloured flowers in front of the building. The structure itself is beautiful, there's intricate detailing on each bay window and the bricks are a soft orangey red, smooth from the years outside, the erratic layout of the rooms and the random lines of the roof give it a certain charm. It's just amazing, I feel so lucky to be allowed here.
"Ah, you must be Isabella." A man's voice sounded, I looked up and it took me slightly off guard that he was standing next to me already, I hadn't even heard him approach.
"That's right, but it's Bella please."
"Okay, I'll try to remember that, I trust you travelled well" I loved his accent; each word was clipped without sounding harsh. I think I might like the people here simply for their voices.
"Yes, although it took a lot longer than I would have liked." He let out a slightly forced polite chuckle.
"Let's get you to your room then shall we?"
"Okay" I said as he lifted up my bags easily and started walking. He kept up a light chatter all the way to the housing mentioning the usual times, clubs available, it was all pretty much typical school things. He mentioned my timetable and room keys would all be in my room already.
He let us into the building, I think this one may be even more exceptional than the main entrance; it's so grand and majestic. It's like it's hundreds of years old but everything is in pristine condition. He stopped outside an ivory door with an elaborate pattern and fished a key out of his pocket which he handed to me with a smile.
"Here's your room, you'll find your roommate has moved in already. I groaned inwardly at the word roommate. I haven't had much experience with roommates but what I have had was not good.
"Thank you Mr Smith" I said glancing at his name badge. I picked up my bags and shoved the key into the lock, turning it. The door swung open and I gasped again.
Okay, so I had no idea what you guys would think of it so I've only put a little bit of my story up. Please review if you want more and constructive criticism is much appreciated.
Also, I'm sorry if this story has already been done, I don't mean to plagiarise.
(This chapter has been edited recently to help the flow but don't worry, there are very few changes it doesn't really need rereading)
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