"Rose, come get up."

"Uhh, do we really have to go to school today Bells?," I groaned from underneath my bed sheets.

"Yes of course!! It's our first day and it would be the biggest mistake of our lives if we missed it!!," chimed the voice that was beginning to annoy the hell out of me.

"Ok, ok Bella. Don't get so stressed, I'm coming….."

"Rosalie just get up!!!!"

"Hmmmm….," I murmured, slowly slipping back into the depths of sleep.

All of a sudden I felt myself go flying out of bed and land, ungainly, onto the cold, hard floor of my bedroom.

"BELLA!!!!!!!!!!"

I heard her giggle mischievously and run out of the room.

I groaned and rubbed my sore head while sitting up. Why must I get the sister that loves to chuck you out of bed??

Bella was my sister triplet and she always nags me and spoils my fun. We're complete opposites, she's got beautiful chocolate eyes and long waist length hair and me….well I'm a blonde with gorgeous hair and sparkling hazel eyes. But still she's like my best friend and the one person I turn to the most. Especially after what happened last summer…

I stood up after regaining myself and turned to look at myself in the mirror. I raised one single (perfectly waxed) eyebrow at my image.

Why must I always look incredibly scary in the mornings?

It's like I'm a crazy dead corpse bride who wants revenge on her mistreating husband or something…..it's super weird.

"Rosalie, are u up yet?!!"

"No," I yelled back sarcastically, "I'm sleep-walking and I'm coming to get you now so you better look out, young girl!!"

"Rose, must you torment her like that?"

I grinned evilly at my other triplet, my brother Jasper, who had just appeared at my doorway. We look heaps alike, much more than Bella and I. He had identical eyes to me, but his hair was wavier and a tone darker compared to mine.

Jasper is kinda psychic in a way that really weirds me out. It's like whenever you're around him you feel an odd sense of ease or something. But then again our whole family is oddly weird: it's hard for us to make friends normally. So it should be fun today at school.

"You know when you do that she gets terrified," he said to me calmly. He was dressed in long jeans with a long white sleeved shirt with a black vest on.

I rolled my eyes at him and tutted. I could tell he was trying to do that psychic thing on me. "When are you ever gonna get a sense of humor huh? And besides she does not get terrified when I do that! Only creeped out."

He looked at me skeptically and said simply, "Remember that time at Uncle Garrett's when you were half asleep and you walked in on her in the bathroom? I'm sure she's scarred from that experience."

Uncle Garrett was like our second dad and we owe him so much. When our actual dad, Charlie Swan, is out of town for work reasons (he's a really good cop) Uncle Garrett always asks if we want to stay with him for a while. Our mother, Charlotte Hale, always thanks him so much for doing that because she likes to go with our dad wherever he goes. They are so in love.

"Are you two talking about me again?," we both heard her shout from the kitchen.

(Seriously that girl either has super sonic hearing or she was a bat in a past life.)

"Of course not Bells, why would we do that?" Jasper shouted innocently back down to the kitchen.

"Liars!!"

Jasper shook his head, grinning, and then turned to look at me. "Hurry up and get dressed, breakfast is on."

I glared at him and muttered "I'll show you breakfast…"

He laughed and continued on his walk down to the dining room.

I rolled my eyes and glanced at my choice of clothes. Damn all the good stuff was sitting dirty in the washing basket. I swore under my breath and instead chose some skinny jeans and a t-shirt with my black Converses. I looked outside at the rainy weather and decided that maybe it was a good idea to take a jumper.

Just maybe.

I really wish we were still living in California…….