BPOV:

I sprayed the last bit of hairspray into my hair & dashed outside the dressing-room, trying not to trip over my feet in these high heels. Again. Jonathan shooed me onto the stage & I began to strut as well as I could.

I better explain. My name is Bella Swan, but you may know me as Bubbles, the Victoria's Secret model. Like the rest of the world. I used to live in Forks, Washington with my dad Charlie, but I had to because I was bullied by three girls. The Denalis. Tanya, Irina & Kate. They literally made my life hell on earth.

FLASHBACK

I almost fell off my chair when suddenly, someone caught me. Tanya Denali. She was smiling. Woah, wait what? The Denalis never, ever smiled at me.

"You almost fell there Bella, be careful," she said, still smiling.

"Umm… Thanks?" it sounded like a question.

She walked away, grinning.

I walked after her, determined to know what happened. I was suddenly distracted by the sound of raucous laughter. What are they laughing at? I wondered. I dashed into the bathroom to see if there was anything on my face. There wasn't. I turned away, satisfied, until a gleam of white caught my eye. I tore the piece of paper off my back. It read:

'Ugly duckling? More like Ugly SWAN!!!'

I burst into tears & ran away from the school.

END FLASHBACK

That was three years ago. I'm seventeen now.

And now I'm in New York, modelling, because I moved in with my Mom, Renee. A talent scout saw me shopping one day & now here I am.

But Renee is insisting that I don't abandon my education, so she's sending me off to boarding school. Ugh. It's called the North Eastern Academy in Boston. And the worst part, IT HAS A FREAKIN' UNIFORM!!

I still get to model every once in a while, to keep my income.

oooOOooo

"Bye!!! I miss ya, love ya!!!" I screamed to the girls as I drove away in my Ferrari. Man, I love this car.

oooOOooo

As I arrived into the school, it didn't look as bad as I feared. But well, it was a Saturday & no one was wearing a uniform. I drove outside a red-brick building with a sign above the door; Reception. Ah, this was the one I was looking for. I pulled to a stop & exited the car, noticing a few boys gawking at the car, & some gawking at me. I grinned.

"Hello dear, my name is Ms. Cope, how can I help?" the receptionist questioned.

"Umm… My name's Bella. Bella Swan. I heard you had my schedule & stuff?" I replied. She took out two pieces of paper, a key & a bulky bag. I realised what this was. My uniform. I groaned. One of the pieces of paper was my schedule, the other a map. I walked out the office, mumbling a "Thanks".

"Your dorm is number 204!" Ms. Cope shouted after me. I looked at my map. The girls' dorms were quite far away. I restarted my Ferrari & drove in what I hoped was the right direction.