Here's my first fanfic. Enjoy and please be kind. R&R
"Isabella! Why are the dishes undone?"
"Sorry, I was doing my homeork. I'll do them now."
"You should have done them without me saying. We have given you home and food and clothes, and what do we get for them? Nothing. You are so ungrateful."
That was my fostermother. She doesn't really like me. But when my mother died her husbend was my closest relative. I'm Bella, only she calls me Isabella, the untalented git in this other way perfect family, or that is what Irina, the mother, says. Laurent, my foster dad, usually speaks up for me but in the end he is allways on her side. Irina allways asks why she has live with me when even my father didn't want me. I don't know my father, I've heard that he is the chieff of police in some little town named Forks.
I wish he wanted me. I just want to get out of here. I'm 17 now so I only have a year left but I don't know where to go after that. I don't have any money and I'm not smart enough to get a scholarship. I haven't had time to work to get some money 'cause I have to take care of the house. I'm the only one doing chores in this family. Irina often threatens me by saying she'll throw me out if i don't behave. Her idea of behaving: do the chores, do everything she asks, be as invisible as possible.
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I tripped on my way down and managed to brake her favorite vase. Irina said she'd had enough. So here I am on my way to the small town Forks hoping my father will have me.