AN: Yet another new story!! I got the idea for this chapter from On the Outside Looking in. I love that song! Hehe, so school started 3 weeks ago, hence the lack of updates. I can never get on the computer anymore!! Ok, ill shut up and type now.
Disclaimer: I only own Isabella Black (not Swan!!)
Chapter 1: New Kids
I walked into my high school, Fork's High. Why my grandfather wouldn't let me go to a school in La Push, I had no idea. You are probably wondering why I said grandfather. My dad died before I was born; he had been in a car crash. My mother had died giving birth to me. I had the worst luck, even as a baby. Now I had only my grandfather.
As I walked to my first class, other kids ignored me completely. I was an outsider here, the only one with dark skin, the only one from La Push. I had always been too shy to talk to anyone, so I have no friends. I sat through my first class, English. Nobody sat next to me.
The rest of my day continued in the same way. My grandfather picked me up after school. Once we were out of Forks, my grandfather asked me, "So how was school?" I glared at him.
"The same as always. I'm different so nobody likes me. Why can't I go to the school in La Push?"
"Because I said so," he snapped back.
"I hate you! You're ruining my life! You don't care what I go through! You have never cared about me! Why don't you just put me up for adoption? At least they would care about me!" By now we were at our house.
I climbed out of the car and ran into the house. I slammed my bedroom door behind me and locked it. My bedroom was small. There was barely enough room for my bed and a small dresser. I laid on my bed and stared at the three pictures on my dresser.
The first was of my parents. They were walking hand-in-hand on First beach. My eyes moved to the second picture, the picture of my grandparents. It had been taken a few days before my grandmother had been diagnosed with cancer. She had died a few months later.
I didn't understand the final picture. I had found it in between the couch cushions while I was cleaning one day. It was a picture of grandfather when he was almost 17. He was standing next to a pale girl with chocolate colored hair and brown eyes. When I had looked at the back of the picture, it said 'Isabella Swan and I, Beach Party.' My dad had never talked about her, but my guess was that I was named after her.
I eventually got off of my bed and went to the kitchen to find dinner. I reheated some leftovers and ate them quickly. I grabbed my pajamas and took my shower then. I went back to my room and closed the door. I lay down on my bed and eventually fell asleep.
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I woke up late and had to rush, skipping breakfast. The ride to school was silent. I ran to my first class, barely making it before the bell rang. As I sat down, a new kid walked into the room. He was extremely pale, had topaz eyes and bronze hair. The only open seat in the room was next to me, so the teacher told him to sit next to me.
As he walked towards me, his eyes turned pitch black. He glared at me, and I glared back. I ignored him completely for the rest of the hour As soon as the bell rang, he wqqas out of the classroom. I went through my next 2 classes without meeting anymore new kids.
When I walked into biology, there was a new kid talking to the teacher. She had the same pale skin as the first. Her hair was a light brown that waved gently to end half-way down her back. As she turned, I noticed that her eyes were also topaz. As she walked to the seat next to me, her eyes darkened slightly. She then looked at me curiously as she sat down.
"Hi," she said, introducing herself. "I'm Bella Swan." I stared at her in shock. How was it possible? How could she still be 18? How was she still alive?
"I'm Isabella Black," I said, finally finding my voice. Now it was her turn to stare in shock. That was all I need to confirm that she was the same girl. I lowered my voice as I asked her my next question.
"How are you still alive? And still the same as you were 60 years ago?"
She looked down at the table guiltily. "I…I can't tell you. Your grandfather is Jacob Black right?" I nodded. "You can't tell him that I'm still alive. Please. It would ruin my life."
"I won't," I whispered back. "He's already ruined my life, I won't let him ruin yours too." Then the teacher started class, and I turned to the board. What was happening? How was this possible? Questions raced through my head. When the bell rang, it startled me.
I walked to lunch alone. When I walked in the lunchroom, I saw Bella sitting at a table with the other new kid I had met, plus 4 others. It seemed like they were talking. I walked to my usual table and quickly ate my lunch. I kept my eyes on their table. The rest of the day passed quickly, and I thankfully didn't have any of the other new kids in my classes.
I went to the parking lot, and my grandfather wasn't there. I walked towards the road, when I saw Bella out of the corner of my eye. She was standing next to a shiny red convertible that I didn't know the name of. It was probably a good thing my grandfather didn't pick me up today.
The walk to my house took a long time. When I walked in, my grandfather was asleep on the couch. I wrote a note that said I was taking the car to the library, then found the keys. I got into his car and drove to Forks' library. I went to the computer and typed in 'Isabella Swan'.
I clicked on the first, a news article. It said that she had been killed in a car crash just days after graduating from high school. After that, it had notes from various people. Some of them were Charlie Swan, Edward Cullen, and my grandfather. I read all of the notes, and they were all along the same lines.
Nobody knew she was alive. Nobody knew she was the same as she had been when she disappeared. I x-d off the screen then found a few of my favorite book.s I checked them out then drove back home.
I went right to my room. I stopped and stared at the picture of Bella, trying to figure out what was happening.
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AN: so there's chapter 1!!! YAY!! So do you like it? Hate it?? 2 ½ pages. That took me a while to type. Plez review! It only takes a few seconds, so why not? It makes me happy!! whichever one of my stories gets the most reviews will be updated the quickest!! So REVIEW!!!!! PLEZ?!?!??!