"Bella!"

I faintly heard Angela scearm my name as my fists pounded into some bitch named Bree's face.

"Don't you ever talk about my family again you stupid slut." I yelled in her blood covered face

Bree struggled against me, pulling at my shirt- trying to distract me. That shit aint happening, she should know not to mess with me about that shit.

Bree's fist connected with my mouth, punching me with some force.

I brought my bottom lip into my mouth tasting the blood.

All she managed to do was royaly piss me off, and if she thought I was going to go easy on her like last time, she thought wrong.

"Get off of me you ugly bitch!" Bree yelled out, grabbing ahold of one of my hands and bitting down on my wrist.

I yelled out in pain, and slammed her head against lunch room tiled floor.

"Bella! Seriously, Mr. Greene is coming!" Angela called, grabbing my shoulder and pulling roughly.

I jerked away from her and landed my knee in the pit of Bree stomach, she curled over and gasped in pain.

I could hear other people yelling, screaming, cheering, whatever the fuck it is you'd call it but I payed no attention to it. All I focused on was Bree and her big ass mouth.

Everyone here in pheniox knew not to talk shit about my dad, and when Bree opened her mouth and said thoughs words.. I lost it.

"Where the hell did you get that god awful shirt?" Bree had asked me, pointing down at my 'A day to remember' shirt.

I looked up from Angela and her long time boyfriend Ben and cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Exuse me?" I asked, turning away from both of my friends to stare at the limp haired bitch blocking the window where the sun came through.

"Bella." Angela had warned silently behind me.

I ignored her and stared expectantly at Bree.

I knew all about this whore.

She started here about 3 months ago, looked terrified as hell when she walked into my trig class. Whore number 2, who just happened to sit next to her during that period, befriended her right away. Of course Bree ate that shit up with all the guys Victoria has on a leash. Victoria is the slut of the school, and she thinks she a hardcore bitch but I've beat her ass more times than I can count. She saw Bree as fresh meat and just had to make her into her mini me, corrupting her mind with sex, blowjobs, etc.

By week two, I can garantee you that Bree knew how to suck some guy off in a janitors closet before 3rd period.

"Geez, Vicki. You were right." She said, glancing at the frizzy haired bitch beside her. Victoria paid little attention to her, seeing as James was nibbiling on her neck and she was giggiling profusely. I rolled my eyes and started to turn back toward Angela and Ben.

It wasn't worth it to get in another fight, my mom would kick my ass if I got suspended again.

"I wonder where she gets her taste in clothing." Victoria finally piped in.

"Probably her dead dad, I mean that shirt does look like it came from the 50's or something."

I froze.

And thoughs three words. "Her dead dad". Brought on a royal ass wopping by none other than me

I beat her ass the second week of school for shit similar to this, she just doesn't seem to comprehend what I tried to tell her.

I once again ignored Angela and her pleas and continued to pound into Bree's face.

"Swan!" The deep voice of principal Greene called.

I looked up and saw his face red with anger.

I looked down at Bree.

"If you ever disrespect my father again, i'll tell your little brother you fucked his bestfriend." I snarled down at her face.

Her face remained hard as she pushed me off of her.

I stood up and faced Mr. Greene.

breifly glancing down at myself, I noticed my shirt was ripped on the left side.

I cursed under my breath and tied the side, because a fucking ripped shirt bugged the shit out of me.

"My office. Now." He comanded.

I looked over at Angela and Ben and gave an apoligetic smile.

Neither Angela or Ben were into the whole violence thing, which is pretty damn odd considering we've been best friends since freshman year when me and my mom moved down here after everything that happened with my dad.

Angela was the preachers daughter, and Ben.. well Ben wasn't at all what you'd expect him to be.

Anyways thoughs two got together the beginning of this year, our junior year. Since then they've been going pretty strong.

I waved at them and turned to head toward Greene's office, passing Tyler in the hall.

He smirked.

"What did you do now, B?" He asked, walking backwards down the hall way.

"Beat Bree's ass again." I shrugged

He chuckled.

"Figures. Hey you wanna hang tonight?"

I shook my head.

After the many many times i've rejected his ass, he still can't take no for an answer.

I mean, Tyler's cute in all. Brown hair, green eyes, tall, all that. But he was into mass drugs, and yeah. I've tried it before, but he does that shit on a daily bases and that just doesn't work for me.

"My mom's going to ground my ass. I'll be lucky to be free by the time i'm 18." I called over my shoulder, rounding the corner and pushing Mr. Greene's office door open.

I sat in the chair for about 10 minutes before he hauled his ass in.

"You've done quite a number on Miss. Tanner, Isabella." He said sitting behind his desk and scowling at me.

"She had it coming." was all I said.

I looked at the wall behind his head.

His opinion didn't matter, but I hated to see people disappointed in me. I just couldn't stand it, not after my dad died.

"Is that all you have to say, Miss Swan?" He asked.

I nodded my head, knowing he was looking for an apology or some kind of explanation. I was giving neither.

He sighed.

"Alright then, Lets call your mother."

"I can't believe you've done something so irresponsible again!" My mother yelled that night in the kitchen.

I sat quietly, knowing this blowup was going to last awhile. Then I'd be sent to my room for the rest of the night.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in this time?"

Still, I sat quiet.

"Nine stitches, Isabella. nine." She held up nine fingers to prove her point

I fucking hated it when she called me Isabella.

"You do understand that Bree Tanner's parent's can make you- no me- pay for hospital expences and you could go to jail for assualt."

I gaped up at her.

No way in hell was I going to jail. Yeah they had some pretty damn good fruit salad but I'm not letting some buzzed cut bitch shove her fingers up my ass.

No. Fucking. Way.

"Now they're not going to do that. They understand what we've gone through these past three years," I breathed a sigh of relif but stiffened at her words. 'what we've gone through these past three years' more like what we've lost. "I just don't know what to do with you anymore, Bella. I've tried so hard since you're fathers death, but you have to-"

"Stop." I said, glaring up at her.

She had no right to talk about dad. None.

Her hazel eyes softened.

"I know what you're going through, hunny. I've gone through-"

"Dammit! Will you just shut the hell up!" I yelled, standing and heading toward my room.

"I don't know what to do anymore, Bella. You're going back to Forks to live with your Grandma Marie until further notice." She said, her voice tired.

I stopped and turned to glare at her.

"Who the hell are you to tell me where I'm going?" I yelled, stomping over to stand in front of her.

Never in my life had I been so angry at my mother.

"You haven't been a mother to me, you didn't raise me. Dad did. How are you going to send me off to forks, the place he was fucking killed, are you honestly that fucking stupid? You think sending me off to the place where my life ended is going to make it better?" I was so heated my hands started shaking.

"You need closure, Bella. He's gone, he's not coming back. Come to grips with it hunny, I have." She said softly.

"Yeah of course you have. You've been crying in the middle of the night since dad died. That screams closure." I said sarcastically "You want me back in forks? Fine, but don't expect me to change for you. This is me, deal with it." I said rasing my hands in the air. I know it sounded kind of harsh, but I was pissed and didn't really care about sparing her feelings.

I didn't listen for her reply, I stormed off to my room slamming the door behind me and packing a small bag.

I tapped lightly on the window.

"Ben." I whispered, lightly tapping on the window again.

The light flickered on and the blinds raised, a sleepy looking Ben squinted at me.

I smiled and motioned for him to open the window.

He yawned and did.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked as I slide through the window, I dropped my bag on the floor and saw Angela sitting up in his bed staring around confused.

I grinned.

"I know what you two were doing tonight." I smirked, plopping down on Ben's sofa.

Angela blushed and Ben chuckled, leaning down to open his minifridge and passing me a coke.

Ben usually sneaks Angela over here at night, her dad is a drunk precher and her mom is an emotional wrech and they fight all the time.

"How much trouble are you in?" Angela asked after a few minutes of silence.

Ben was sitting on the edge of his bed in his scooby doo pajama pants and ailen's rule shirt sipping on his water. Angela was sitting next to him in a similar outfit.

What the fuck? Did these two shop together or something?

I laughed out loud.

"What's so funny?" Ben asked, wipping the sides of his mouth. Obviously thinking he has some dried up drool or something.

I pointed at his scooby doo pants and Angela's spongebob ones.

He looked down in confusion then back up at me.

He flipped me off.

"Oh, fuck off Bella." He said chuckling lightly.

Angela cleared her throat, not liking being ignored.

"Sorry Ang. What did you say?" I asked, honestly not remembering her saying anything.

"What was Renee's punishment for you?" She asked curiously.

I paused.

Might as well get it the fuck over with now.

"I have to move back to Forks." I said.

It was quiet for a long time, and was seriously starting to bug the shit out of me.

"But," I said breaking the silence "You guys can visit me all the time, and of course it won't be for a long time." I said in a soft voice.

They remained quiet, and I looked down at my hands.

Since moving here, Angela and Ben have been my life support. And thinking about our little group of three tearing apart.. makes me sad.

I could feel the familiar lump forming in my throat. I swollowed it down and looked up them with a smile.

"Let's get smashed!" I half yelled half whispered. Trying to brighten the now gloomy mood.

Angela seriously looked like she was on the verge of tears and Ben looked devastated.

"Suck it up, you two are acting like an Oparh audiance." I said smiling.

Angela looked up at me.

"You're leaving, B. It's defiantely something to be sad about." She whispered.

Ben grabbed her hand.

"I'm coming back, just think of it as a vacation. You guys probably won't even miss me." I said standing up and heading toward Ben's Mini fridge looking for some grey goose.

I frowned when I came up empty.

I looked up just as Ben rolled his eyes and slide off his bed, pulling a box out from underneath his bed.

"You think I'm stupid enough to keep that shit visible?" He asked.

I smiled, and we all did shot the rest of the night. Laughing over memories and joking around like we we're still freshman.

"Come on, Bella." My mom said the week following Mine, Angela, and Ben's little midnight drinking sesion.

I turned away from the sun to stare at my mother, hauling bags into her small MINI cooper. I fucking hated that car, it looked like some star wars shit.

I sighed and pulled my sunglasses down from the top of my head so that they rested on the bridge of my nose blocking the sun I would be missing.

I glared at Renee and opened the passanger side door, slamming it with unnecessary force just to piss her off.

It was immiture, but she was being immiture too.

Who sends their daughter to live with their mother-in-law because they can't handle the job of a mother? Renee Swan does.

Renee slide in the car, starting the car and adjusting the air vents. Two my way one hers.

"Your Gran said she has a car for you." Renee said causally, turning onto the highway and heading toward the airport.

I nod my head.

"It's a truck, nice and sturdy. Your father used to drive the damn thing around when we where teenagers." She chuckled lightly.

I've met my father's mother before. Only a handful of times though, Renee liked to travel and whenever we had free time she would take us camping, hiking, all of it. We even went to California one summer, and she begged my dad for us to stay. It, of course, didn't happen. My dad was the police cheif of Forks, and due to Renee he took off a lot of time but the crime rate in Forks is extremely low so no one really missed him.

I remember being in my Gran's house one time, and that's all. For some reason, mom didn't really get along with her. So whenever Gran wanted to see me and dad she would have to come down to our house herself.

Which is easier said than done. My pop died when I was 5 and I don't remember him at all, since then Gran's been on her own. A real independent woman, I admire her in manys ways but I still didn't want to be back in Forks.

Seeing as Gran couldn't drive, her visits were rare. She had some local neighbor boys help her out with grocerys and all that so really all she did was stay at home and tend to her garden.

The rest of the drive was sat in silence, and when we pulled up to the airport it was packed.

I had said goodbye to Ang and Ben the day before. So it should be easy saying goodbye to my mom, I mean I was after all mad at her.

"Okay, call me as soon as you land and be good. I mean it, Isabella. No fights." She said sternly, handing me my bags. Which were seriously lacking, considering you couldn't exactly wear shorts in Forks Washington.

I nodded and turned to leave, Renee grabbed me and pulled me into a hug.

I.. kind of- sorta of hugged her back, because I didn't want to be a rude bitch and knock her to the floor.

"Bye, Bella." She said between tears.

I said goodbye and boarded the plane, groaning when I found out I was on couch

Damn Renee, couldn't you have payed for first class?

I sqeezed between a man maybe in his early 30's and a small child with pigtails.

Finally 'comfortable' I stick my head phones in and turn the volume up full blast

Simple plan's 'Welcome to my life' fills my head and I lean back, just listening to the damn song and waiting to get off this stinky plane.

(A/N) it wasn't supposed to stop there, but this chapter was getting ridiculously long and I got carried away. I'm so excited for the next chapter that It'll probably be up by the end of tonight lmao. I haven't read a fanfic about Gran yet, so guess what! She's gonna be the hardcore awesome grandma in mine! :) Edward comes in the next chapter! So does Gran obviously. Do you like my bitchy Bella? If not, don't worry. She won't stay like that. She's just has a cold shoulder