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Info: All from Bella's POV unless it's requested fro others later on that I do other POVs. It's up to you guys to an extent :D Enjoy, there's more coming soon.
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Every decision has a consequence. Mine was just more serious than I could ever comprehend. I had a big decision to make: Do I tell her or do I shut my mouth and be quiet? At the time, I though that there was only on option that I cold live with; but looking back now – I'm not entirely sure I made the right decision after all.
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It was now on my list. Lake Wannabe was my most hated town in the history of my 'most hated towns' list. And that was a big list. Why did it top number one? Well, isn't the name of the place reason enough? Not to mention the weather, the school, the ridiculous prices set by the local market… I just hated the place.
Charlie- my dad- drove down the road that circled right around the vast, tourist swarmed lake. Each turn the road made caused my body to sway unpleasantly from side to side. My seatbelt rubbed uncomfortably against my bra strap through my shirt. I was sure that there would be strap lines embedded into my shoulders when I checked it later. The Lake had changed a lot, however despite the amount of money that was spent on this place to encourage more tourists, the roads were still the same; Rocky, uneven and utterly annoying to drive along. Charlie cleared his throat awkwardly from the driver's seat.
"So" he said, "School's finished for good eh?" he glanced away from the roads to study me for a brief moment "Glad it's all over now?" I shrugged, unsure of what he expected me to say.
Charlie and my mum, Renee, divorced a long time ago. It was around 6 years ago now. But they were separated a year before that, when I was eleven years old. The plan was that I'd spend most of the time with mum and spend every second set of school holidays and every second Christmas with Charlie. So far, I'd spent a total of three weeks with Charlie since the divorce. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't because I didn't want to. It was because I was – I was kind of – never mind. What did it matter? I was here now, on my way to our former holiday house- turned- permanent residence for Charlie Swan since he got it in the divorce settlement. It was a good property and worth a ton of money. But I didn't expect mum would have wanted it.
"Well" Charlie attempted again at making conversation with his indifferent daughter, "Um, I hope you like you're room. It's a little different now. I painted the walls and got wooden flooring put in. And I got you some new sheets for your bed – you like purple right?"
"Purple's cool" I agreed with an awkward nod. Charlie cleared his throat again and gripped the steering wheel tighter. His knuckles whitened from the pressure.
"Right" I averted my gaze to the lake again. The tourists looked to be having the time of their lives. There was a particularly lively group of teenagers just ahead of us. They'd stopped at a familiar picnic area by the side of this road. They were all laughing and enjoying the weather, considering how rare it was for this sort of heat to occur here. We drove past them and I gave a deep, heavy sigh.
"There are more people here now, Bells" Charlie pointed out unnecessarily. Oh, you think? "It's not so bad actually. Nice people around here now; New neighbours too - friendly bunch. You'd like them" I choked down a scoff, covering it by clearing my throat noisily. Somehow, I doubted I'd like anyone around this place – especially anyone that Charlie approved of.
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AN: Ok, so the first chapter isn't entirely interesting but I think I might have the rest of chapter 2 done by early tomorrow [it's more interesting and introduces people. Oh, and it's way longer!], ready for upload [yes, I currently have the next 3 chapter started so I will be constantly uploading for those of you who only follow regularly-updated stories :D]. But it depends on my internet because I had some trouble getting this up and going because it wouldn't work. Anyway, I'll stop blabbing on. I thrive on reviews and they make me type faster and I'm always ready to listen to your suggestions on how I can improve my writing or my story line. Thanks guys for reading.