Author Note: HI! :D
So, I'd like to start off by saying the title bugs me. I'm going to change it as soon as I can think of something else. Have any ideas? Pleaseee let me know. (:
Second, yes. This will be Bella+Edward. Just, not for a while. The story may be confusing at first. I tend to write it while planning ahead, so some of it will be confusing, but I promise to be more thorough if that's ever a problem.
Third, please don't judge my story off the first chapter. It has feelings to :pouts:
I've had to it written out since yesterday, but when I went to toss the first chapter in my backpack, stupid Joey walked up to me & made me forget it somewhere. Anyway, Review & I'll be yourrr best friend! I'll buy you stuffff ! ;D
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Ohhh. & Everything belongs to Stephanie Myer, blah blah blah. The plot is mine though (:
A Life's Torment, In Only A Day.
She was nothing near plain. Yet, she was nothing near extraordinary either. She had addictions, and fears, and she loved. Or, she tried to anyway. She was never popular, though it was like drama found her, and with drama came news reports, and questions. Stupid, stupid questions. Then again, being the daughter of the chief police, I guess it would be normal for everyone to know your name. Though, that gives them no right to pull themselves into your life, your nightmares, or let alone your past.
He had an addiction to danger. The need for speed as some corny people would call it. He knew that was the main reason for playing such a large role in Bella's life. He knew he'd devote his life to that girl. That doesn't mean she knew it though.
Wither she showed it or not, there was something special about her. And to everyone else around the schoolyards, there was defiantly something going on between them. Bella was quite. She'd go to class, spend breaks and lunch in the library or sitting in her car, with Edward. The so-called "popular" kids labeled her a freak. They'd judge her even more if they knew the real truth. You could call it jealousy if you wanted. Edward was a god. He was perfect; and his eyes, they could simply drive one wild. When one small wink drove Serena into his arms attempting to remove his clothes yet failing, people would laugh. She had a reputation for that stuff. It wasn't until the good, prudey girl Kellie nearly jumped his bones after receiving a smile. That's when the fact that Edward was not only perfect, but also sexually amazing was proven. For someone so undeffinisional, there was something wrong with hanging out with Bella. Then again, the fact that his sympathy for her would allow him to actually associate with her, made him even more wanted. He was the guy that turned girls horny, and had guys questioning their sexuality.
It was near this time in school, right after winter break, that students always transferred in, or left Forks High School. It was a cold, rainy morning, and Bella was nothing near cheery. She didn't want much, She never did. But what'd she'd do to see the sun, once. Who'd she kill for it. "Shit" she said under her breath, as she walked into class a few minutes later. Receiving a doubtful look from her teacher, she took a seat. She laughed, if only he knew. If only everyone knew. Maybe then the pity looks would end. The harassing questions would die off, and people would stop thinking she was an anti-social, mental case.
There was little in life Bella needed, let alone wanted. She was never materialistic, nor big on traveling. She'd spend her free time reading, or keeping in contact with her mother who currently lived in Los Angels. Every month, René would ask Bella to visit. She'd always say no. As much as she loved the Sun, and warmth, she loved her sweatshirts, jeans and long tee shirts more. Then again, there was a reason behind that.
She sat down in her chair and started the worksheet. After a year of trying to get words out of Bella, her teachers gave up. At the start of the next school year, Bella was given a spot in the back, and a worksheet whenever group projects were assigned. At least they weren't forcing her to be social anymore. Social, meant making friends. Making friends, meant telling others your secrets. And no one could handle that amount of information she kept between herself, and her Edward.
Have you ever had a moment, where you can feel everyone's eyes on you? What Bella felt while walking down the hall on the way to her next class was worse. She felt like not only she was being watch, but that she was being tormented. Like, every move she made was being judged- Like when she pulled her hoodie on, and hide her face as best as she could without falling. Or worse: rewarded, like when she stretched, and the small of her back shown. She forced back the tears of fear that she was beginning to form. Twenty more minutes and then you're home. Twenty more minutes Bella, you can make it.
As she pulled into her next room, she took her seat in the back, opening up her notebook to copy what was on the board. Like every other day, the only word she spoke in or during class was "present" when the teacher took attendance. Though today was different. Usually, she kept her head down, took notes, and read. Hidden in the back, where no one could watch her; no one could talk to her. Though today, her teacher moved her. Why? Who knows. But she went from the last row, to the second. Luckily, she was nowhere near the middle. Instead, she was right by the window. Was this some type of joke? An experiment maybe?! She nodded though, participating and walking over to her new seat. Her new, open, public seat. Sighing, she sat down, and put her bag on the ground. Luckily, there was no one next to her. She put her head down, and continued to draw. Again, normal for her. The teacher finished up role, and Bella tuned him and the rest of the class out. That was, until her classmate Nicole spoke up. "You forgot Erin." Bella's pencil dropped, and her face went white. "Oh yes. Right on time" Bella looked to the front of the room, not noticing the figure in the doorway. She started to shake, not noticeably though. It's not him. Its not. It's a common name right? It can't be him. She was brought back to reality though, when the teacher walked over. "Bella, this is Erin. She'll be taking the spot next to each other." He nodded, and went back to the front of the room. "Hey, Whatsup?" She asked, extending her hand and a friendly smile to Bella. When nothing was returned, she pulled her arm back, as a confused look formed on her face. Shrugging, she paid back attention to the class. Bella on the other hand, began to breath again, counting the minutes until she could rush home.
Down the hall he stood there watching her. Smiling.
Three doors down, Edward sighed. Something was up with Bella, he could tell. He was to find out; to make her feel better, as always. She was his fate.
Authors Note: &thatsssssss theeee first chapterrr. I hope you like it; and make all the assumptions you want. I'll let you know if you're right or not :b
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