3 years ago.
I looked out the window of the plane, Charlie was going to be upset when he realised I had left. But I couldn't stay here. Not in Forks. I was sick of this. I just couldn't stand it anymore. I needed to get out of here. Feel the sun on my skin. Not have to worry about people watching me, judging me. I knew it wasn't in my head.
I would move to live with mum just for a bit, till things cooled down. Then I would come back, I just needed a break. Needed to know, I wasn't crazy.
Present...
I threw my cigarette on the ground blowing out what remained of my freedom. Walking into the school, I realized how much I would hate it if my friends left without a second warning. I wasn't keen on explaining myself. But I now knew it wasn't in my head, I wanted to get away from my problems. Some call it running away, others, survival.
I walked across the school yard rubbing my hand together, when I notice that everyone was staring at me. I looked around noticing familiar faces and could tell they knew who I was too. I walked straight to the office and notice that Kathy was still working there, god she needed to retire.* Bitchy office ladies! so for Katrina Belikov...sorry guys back to it.*
She looked up at me silently cursing the ground I walked on. She hated me 3 years ago and bet there was no changing her mind. I put on my best * lets be friends smile* and shuddered at the thought.
"Hi, I just transferred here from Phoenix. May I have my timetable and a school map." She looked up from the phone. Maybe she was hoping someone would call and get her out of having to talk to me.
" Isabella Swan, year 12?" she obviously remembered how much I hated it when she called me by my full name. "Here." She shoved some papers in my hand.
"Thanks bitch." I muttered as I walked away. One day she was going to die, and I was going to have the biggest rage party EVER!
I looked down at my timetable dreading my first class, drama. Better get there early and explain to miss Stone that I wasn't that bad of a student, anymore. Of course the most dramatic time of my life and this is the class have to go to. Ironic much.
"Um, miss stone." I gently knocked gently on the door then let myself in. To look at one of the most amazing guy starring back at me.
"Oh sorry, come in. Just having my usual two minuet breakfast." He had a bacon and egg McDonalds muffin in his hand.
"That's fine. I'm Isabella Swan, but call me Bella. I just transferred."
"Well, my name is Mr Stone." He held out his hand and I shook it. "I fill in for my mother on the odd occasion." He put on a smoking hot grin on his amazing face and ran a hand through his stylish-messy dark brown hair. "Most of my students come late if they show up at all. Why are you here early?"
The bell rang.
"I'm not early anymore." And with that a bunch of people swarmed through the door, one of them being Alice.
I hid in the back of the class room hoping she wouldn't see me, just not yet.
"Okay, pair up. Alice will you go with Bella she just transferred and you're the best." Yeah that's my fucking luck, always helps me when I need it most.
"Bella?" she still had a pixy hair cut, but her face showed a sign of maturity I had forgotten about her.
"Alice. Let me talk to you first, don't get mad."
"Don't get mad?" I wondered if she could believe what she was seeing. "Why would I get mad? You left me, at this school. Let me have to face everything by myself. You were my best friend. Bella my mum died, and you weren't even here for me. But don't worry I won't get fucking mad at you." She stormed out of the classroom and slammed the door, I felt the harshness in her words.
She was right, but she still didn't know why I left. That wasn't fair was it?
I gave Mr. Stone a *I'm so sorry look* then followed Alice out of the classroom.
"Alice...I'm so sor-" I trailed off at the look on her face. She had her face buried in her lap. I could hear her soft sniffles. I did know that her mum had died. I was invited to the funeral. I wrote to her why I couldn't go.
"Bella, it's not that you left, it's you didn't tell me. Didn't give me any warning what so ever!" I looked over at her face with tears running down it. Her mascara was smudged down her face, she would make a good gothic.
" I wrote, you did get my letters right? I knew they were bad and you'd be mad but I thought you would at least read them before you threw them out."
"I didn't get any letters, don't lie to me Bella, this isn't a joke."
"I'm so sorry. For what I did, but I sent letters."
"Why? Why did you leave?"
"That's a conversation for another time. One where your more calm. Can you just trust me that it's a good reason, and maybe one day forgive and forget."
"Forgive you?" I bet she didn't see this happening this morning. The only time I would have surprised her. " I don't know Bella... you have had 3 years, why now?"
"I was scared."
"Of what, tell me."
"I can't." I looked down at my feet. I had come back to fix everything, tell her the truth. But now, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
"Well I would think of something better than that, Edwards going to want a better reason." With that she stormed back into classroom. I heard the door shut and the lock click.
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