A/N: Ok…so this is my first fanfic, and please don't let that influence your choice of reading the story or not. Look at the summary for that. Now that that's all cleared up, I just wanted to say that I hope you like the story. You might find a few similarities in the activities that happen in the story to the show Zoey 101. Those references will be rare. The main things are it will be a boarding school in California and there will be six BFFS!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight…just my ideas I guess

Chapter 1: Change happens, Even because of Whole Grain Bread

BPOV

Boom Boom Chhh…Boom Boom Ahhh…Boom Boom Ee….Ugh! I woke up to the annoying sound coming from the bane of my existence. You might call it an alarm clock. My mom said that this clock was different, though. It supposed to make a person happier. What a load of crap, right? Alarm clocks just make me madder. It's a signal showing that I'll have to live through another day in this hell hole of a town. Forks, Washington might not be so bad of a place to live in if the things that happened here…well…didn't happen. The rain and gloominess of this place were parading through my parent's marriage. Everyday, I came home everyday to arguments between them over the most random things. One day it was over-

"Bella, honey, wake up," my mom yelled from downstairs. Oh no…just wait for it.

"Renée, shut up!" There it was. It never missed a show. Right there, people, was my dad yelling at my mom, like usual. I can't say all of it is his fault, though. Mom fights back just as much. I hurried into the shower before I got another reminder.

I'm Bella Swan, outcast at Forks High School. I'm 16, and going to be a junior next year. I guess I can be described as a tomboy. I honestly do not care for make up, clothes, and boys, which does not help the whole fitting in thing. Another factor to support that fact is that I don't have a boyfriend, when all the other girls do. I can see why, though. I have ugly and plain eyes and unruly brown hair that came to the small of my back. The only things I'm good at are skateboarding and singing.

I quickly rinsed out my hair, smelling like strawberries. Wrapping a towel around myself, I went to my room and stood in front of my closet, suddenly realizing that today was the last day of school. Whoop-dee-flippin'-doo! I just threw on the first things I saw, not really caring about matching. While brushing my hair out, I looked in the mirror. Hmm, not bad Bella, not bad at all I thought. I was wearing a pair of baggy black Bermuda shorts, a red cami, and a Nightmare Before Christmas zip-up hoodie. I finished it up with some Crayola Nike high tops. (pic on profile) I let my hair down, too lazy to put it up. I ran down stairs, tripping on the last step. Sprawled on the floor, I huffed and got up, mumbling profanities all the way to the kitchen. Grabbing a pop-tart, I walked into the garage and grabbed my skateboard. With backpack and pop-tart in hand, I skated all the way to school, having a feeling that something was going to change today.

After going through all the unnecessary last day of school stuff, (A/N I will actually go into detail when Bella goes to the boarding school) I went home to find my dad's police cruiser in the driveway. This can't be good I inwardly sighed. Going through the front door, I found my parents' bickering about God knows what. This being normal, I just went upstairs to my room not bothering to try fixing anything. A half hour later, they were still going at it, louder than ever. That was weird. The fights usually go for about fifteen minutes, but are then forgotten. My parents were already fighting when I got home, so it should have ended a while back. Curious, I went down the stairs to see my parents still yelling, only this time in the living room. Oh. My. God. They were fighting because Charlie bought white bread instead of WHOLE GRAIN bread. I felt like I was about to combust. This time they went over board. I've been patient for years, but I couldn't take it anymore!

"SHUT UP!" I yelled, making my parent forget about the fight for a minute.

They looked up at me and my father said, "Young lady! That is no way to speak to your parents! Apolo-" I cut him off.

"Don't you 'young lady' me! I have listened to the two of you fight every flippin' day for the past ten years, but now you guys are being borderline stupid! You call yourselves parents? I have taken care of myself for so long because you guys were to busy fighting to give a shit about me!" Tears were starting to well up in my eyes and I tried to blink them back.

"Bella, please. You know that's not true. We love you and have always cared for you," Renée said. Those were words she said, but her eyes said something entirely different. They were guilty. I just glared at her, then at my dad. He had been silent for a while, just looking at his shoes.

"Stop it mom. You're as pathetic as your lies. You too, dad. You can't even look at me in the eyes." Charlie was shaking and Renée took a step toward me. I held up my hand and backed away. "I am done. I need a change. I can't go on living like this. I figure something out and tell you guys at dinner. Oh, are we even having dinner, because it doesn't look like it. Just stop fighting and get your acts together or something worse is going to happen tonight." Without giving them time to respond, I stomped up the stairs and into my room. Childish, I know, but I was just so damn pissed. I changed into my pajamas, falling twice, and padded over to my desk where my laptop was. I turned it on and started thinking of what I would do for my 'change'.

All I knew was that I wanted to get away from Forks. We didn't have many family and friends outside of Washington, and I really wanted to get away from the rain. California and Arizona would be like heaven I sighed. I knew I still need to finish school, so boarding school was my only option. I typed in boarding schools in California and a lot of results came up. I clicked on a few, but none of them caught my attention. They were way too prissy for my liking. I saw that one link was for Rockwood Academy. Pretty cool name, I guess. I clicked on it, and the website had a picture of a huge school on it. It was in LA. The picture was taken like someone was in the air, because you could see the whole campus. There were a lot of buildings, and there was a beach near it. Nice. The school was a private school, apparently. It was one of the best schools in the country. They were known for their music and athletic department, but also had fashion and theater. It was a bit like a college-high school thing. You could major in something. The student requirements were strait A's and a clean, or slightly clean, record. Woo-Hoo! I met the requirements. I was inwardly squealing with joy like a 6 year old girl locked up in a candy shop. They had a print out brochure, and I immediately printed it out. I was just closing up my laptop when I heard my mother yell that dinner's ready.

Taking the brochure with me, I made my way down the stairs smiling. My parents looked at me funny. They probably didn't believe what I said about needing a 'change' or something. Grinning, I slapped the brochure on the table in front of my dad and took a seat and started eating. I didn't exactly what I was eating but it was pretty good. It was silent, too silent. I looked up to see my dad purplish-red in the face and my mom looked resigned, like she wasn't surprised at all.

"What the hell is this!" my dad all but screamed.

"A brochure," I replied somewhat calm.

"A brochure….A BROCHURE! This is a brochure for a boarding school that you are NOT going to. You are way too young to be on your own, and I just won't let you go!"

"Charlie, calm down," Renée soothed, but her eyes were shining bright with unshed tears. Dad was taking deep breaths. "Maybe it's for the best, honey. Like Bella said earlier, she can't go on living with us if we're going to fight all the time. You know that. It might be nice for her to have a change, and it might be easier for us to work things out. I think we all need space," mom said, trying to convince him.

"I just can't let you go, though. I'll miss you too much, Bells," Charlie choked out.

"I know, I'll miss you too dad. But it's not like you'll never see me again. There will be breaks, and we'll talk and video chat all the time. You just have to let go, though." I said, the last part coming out in a whisper.

After a long pause, my dad nodded at Renée, and she gave a small smile in my direction.

"Are you sure?" she asked, though she probably knew the answer.

"Positive. I need this. It'll be good for me. Heck, I might even make a few friends there," I said surely. My parents smiled.

"We'll call them and see if things will workout," my dad said

The next week, my parents came bursting in my room, panting, and my mom screamed.

"What's going on?" I yelled.

"You've been accepted," my dad said smiling while my mom shrieked, "You're going to Rockwood Academy!"

"Are you serious?" I yelled jumping out of bed. They both nodded their heads vigorously. Wow! I thought.

"Wait, when am I leaving," I asked.

"You'll be leaving at the end of July, a month before school starts, so you can get settled." My mom chimed.

"Yeah, they said that you'll me sharing a dorm room with two other girls, but you won't know their names until you get there. Thankfully the dorms aren't coed, or I would probably have steam coming out of my ears," dad said with a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Charlie," Renée said, "let her live a little."

"She can have fun without being near boys," Charlie grumbled. That's all it took to get them started. I pushed them out of my room as their voices raise higher and higher. I was still in shock. Then something hit me. If I'm going to make the most use of this opportunity, then I'm going to have to change as well. That's what started Operation Change Bella to Be Her Polar Opposite, OCB2HPO for short, I guess.

Let the changes begin.

A/N So that's the first chapter. I hoped you liked it. The other chapters will be happier, and I don't know, positive. This chapter showed how miserable Bella was in Forks, but the others will definitely be a bit different. Read and Review

Luv ya,

Parachic19