Summary: AU All human, Bella Swan is the most popular girl in school. Edward Cullen is at the bottom of the popularity chain. What happens when cruel fate forces them together? First long Twilight fanfic, please R&R!!
Cruel Fate
Chapter 1
Bella's POV
A normal day, everything went as it should. Algebra was uneventful, history was meaningless, and English was awful. Spanish was boring, lunch was loud, gym was…gym, earth science was boring. After school, I went to cheer practice and then to Jacob's house.
"Hey, baby. How was your day?" He asked me as I got out of my old Chevy truck. He tugged on my waist, pulling me into the house, keeping his eyes on me the whole time.
"Boring, how was your's?" I asked, finally shutting the door. Billy was at my house, watching the game with my father. Jacob lived on the Quilete reservation about a mile from my house, we didn't go to school together, but we saw each other almost daily.
Instead of answering, he shrugged and kissed me. I kissed him back, leaning into it more than I would if Billy were even in the house. He pulled me onto the old worn in couch and rolled me onto my back.
I loved when Jacob was like this. I know we're practically made for each other. After college, I'm going to marry him. I can't really describe what it's like to be in the arms of the man that's perfect for you, but if I could, this is what it would be like.
I looked at the clock and it said 5:37 pm.
"Jake, I have to go. Charlie is waiting for me. I'll call you later." I said, sitting up and grabbing my bag from the kitchen.
"Okay, babe, make sure you do. Tell Billy, if he's there, that I'm having dinner at Quil's tonight. Love you." Jacob said, pecking me on the lips once more before I waved good bye from my little ready-to-break-down truck. I drove carefully through the rain, watching out for any possible stray dogs that might wander into the road. Hey, it happened once to Angela and it was not a pretty sight.
My truck's rumble finally stopped as I turned it off. I know, why do I have a '52 Chevy truck, right? Well, as stupid as it sounds, I love my truck. It reminds me that life may be great for me, but it isn't like that for everyone. Some people, like Edward Cullen, didn't have it as great as I do.
Edward is, like, the biggest loser in our school. He only has those 4 friends and they aren't even friends. Jasper and Rosalie Hale were adopted by Carlisle and Esme Cullen. Emmett, Alice, and Edward Cullen are they're birth-children. The latest news is that Rosalie and Emmett are now dating and they live in the same house.
I unlocked the front door and saw the flicker of the TV from the living room.
"Bella, is that you?" Charlie called. Seriously, he does that every time the door opens. Who else could it possibly be?
"Yeah, dad, I'm home. Is Billy still here?" I called as I walked up to my room.
"Hey, Bella." I heard Billy call. I smiled a little. After Harry Clearwater's death last year, my dad had sunk into a mini-depression. Luckily, he had met Billy, introduced me to his son, and we were all pretty tight.
"Hey, Billy, I'm supposed to tell you that Jake's eating at Quil's tonight," I said as I walked into the room. I kissed my father on the cheek and patted Billy's shoulder. Billy was in a wheelchair from an unfortunate accident he had a few years back, "Do you want to eat over? I don't feel like cooking, but I'm willing to dial." I said. Pulling open a drawer and grabbing the first take-out menu I saw. Pizza, thank god, I don't like Chinese and I would have had to re-think my way of choosing dinner.
"Can I have sausage?" Charlie asked me, seeing the menu in my hand. I nodded. Billy said he wanted what ever.
"Hi, can I order two pizzas, please?" I punched in the number and asked politely once somebody picked up the phone.
"Yeah, sure. What can I get you?" The voice on the other end asked. I ordered the pizza and ate quietly with Billy and Charlie. Later, I headed upstairs to do the little bit of homework I had. I changed quickly and sunk into my plush bed with my laptop on my lap.
When I moved here two years ago, all my stuff had been out dated. That Christmas, Charlie had surprised me with a new bedroom set, computer, and helped me paint it. It was a light pink and I spent a good majority of my time here. My comforter was down and pink and yellow plaid.
I logged into AOL and e-mailed my mom. She lived in Florida with her new husband, Phil. Soon, I was asleep, only to be woken by my beeping alarm clock.
In the morning, I put on my favorite v-neck sweater, red with black fringe. I put on my dark blue jeans; the ones that so many people have told me that make my butt look good. I put on my trusty sneakers and rushed downstairs to eat breakfast.
"Morning, dad. I'm not that hungry. Where's my cereal?" I rummaged through the cabinet, but saw no cocoa puffs.
"Oh, I think I had the last of them last night, sorry. Can you go food shopping later? The money jar is above the sink as usual." Charlie looked up sheepishly from his hot pocket. I rolled my eyes and nodded.
Fifteen minutes later, I left without any breakfast. My truck started like a charm and I arrived at school shortly after.
"Hey, Bella! Come here, I have to tell you something." Angela called from the parking spot a few spaces down. I waved and walked over to her. She was standing with Jessica and Lauren, who made up the rest of our crew.
"Hey, guys, what's up?" I asked once I had reached them. Lauren looked a little bitter and the other two were smiling like mad men.
"Oh my god! You will never guess in, like, a million years!" Jessica jumped up and down. Lauren rolled her eyes.
"Okay, then I give up. What happened?" I asked, trying to mirror the girls' enthusiasm. The truth was, even though I was in my favorite clothes, I didn't feel excited. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was going to go wrong.
"I can't believe it! I'm so happy. This is gr-" I cut Angela off.
"Ange, just tell me." I said, holding up a hand to tell her to spit it out. She breathed deeply a few times and Jessica smiled at me manically.
"Ben asked me out! We have date next Saturday. Ah, I've only been crushing on him since last year. This is so great." Angela finally spit out. I clapped for her like a good friend should, all the while feeling that something was seriously out of whack.
Nothing in school was different until English.
"Good day, class. Today, I have some exciting news for you all," Mrs. Henn said, walking cheerfully to the front of the class. We all groaned in unison, knowing that 'fun' was most likely a project, "yes, class, calm down. It's a partner project. As you know, we've been reading Romeo and Juliet. I'm going to assign partners and, in one month, you're going to act out one part of it in front of the class." Ugh, these projects were always awful, especially if you didn't get to choose partners. There would, of course, be those two boys who would choose to do the balcony scene or something.
"Mrs. Henn, do we need to dress up like these characters? Are we going to need to use props and things?" Edward asked politely. I rolled my eyes; leave it to the smart kids to practically ask for extra work.
"That isn't necessary, but it will help your grade if you do. Now, I'll assign partners." I zoned out a little after that. I knew I would hear when my name was called. I contemplated my favorite scene. The legendary balcony scene. I thought about maybe translating it into today's language and liked the idea, "And Bella Swan. Jessica Stanley and Mike Newton…" Who was I paired with? I hadn't heard. Jess was staring at me, wide eyed and mouth dropped. I looked around and saw that Edward was pulling his chair up to mine.
"Hey, partner." He said with a smile. Ugh, tell me it wasn't Edward Cullen.
Dun, dun, dun, what's going to happen next? Please review and tell me what you think, seriously, I love hearing what you think about my stories. And, so you know, most of my chapters aren't this long, this was just a…set up for my story.