Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight Saga all rights go to Stephenie Meyer
Bella P.O.V.
First day of school, great. An other pointless year, people coming to me for help with work, group projects (that I would be doing all the work for), and more stuff I've already learned. Not to mention many useless teenage comments, thoughts, and whispers on my appearance, they label me with the "emo" style. On that note what to wear? I went with: solid black skinny jeans, a black undershirt, a black and white striped low V-neck shirt, and my new Chucks, though I really wanted to wear my old ones. Thinking about my old shoes made me happy, or more importantly was written on them; Caleb was not here. Oh Caleb, the boy I had been crushing on since I'd been in 3rd grade, wow I missed him. I was happy though, he had called me and old me how much he liked me, that was a few weeks ago, I'm sure he'll call soon though. Now back to reality, time for me to catch the bus, my truck broke down, I think its time for a funeral.
Once I got to the bus stop I was surrounded by kids I've grown up with, living in a town like Forks would expect me to be closer to people. Though none of us are that close, well at least to me. The only real "friends" I'm close with are Caleb, Roselie, Alice, Angela, and Grace. Both Grace and Caleb had moved unfortunately. When we got to school I found a few people I hung around and we looked at our schedules, I really didn't pay much attention to who was in my class. I already memorized my schedule and it went like this:
1st - History
2nd - P.E.
3rd - Math
4th - Skillbuilders A &B, rotate every two weeks (such a useless class)
5th - Music
6th - Science
7th - Language Arts
The next two days were spent introducing ourselves to each other, like we haven't been going to the same school for years. On the third day of school I didn't expect anything to occur so I fell into a pattern. I thought to myself why not be colorful today? I wore a yellow undershirt, a white shirt that had a "peace" symbol on it made out of black splattered Converse (which I found funny because I don't believe in peace) and blue, yellow, and white Capri shorts that went almost down to my knees
"That should scare 'em, I wonder how many time I hear, 'Bella is wearing color?' I can't wait to see people's faces," I said out loud.
I got to school and ran up the steps when I saw a gorgeous boy walk out of the counseling office. His hair was long strangely bronze color with the tips dyed black. He was wearing a black Atreyu shirt and black skinny jeans that were tighter than mine. Seeming to be looking at the kids with certain distaste. It was at this point, in the middle of my ogling my clumsiness decided to make an appearance… I fell down the stairs. After my historic embarrassment I expected him to be starring and laughing, I became self-conscious of what I was wearing. Of course the day I happen to decide to laugh at the world I end up embarrassing my self in front of an Adonis. When I finally looked up after a second of thinking, he wasn't there. My face was read as a cherry, 'he is probably laughing as he goes to class' I thought to my self, GREAT.
Authors Note:
And that's where I'm gonna to end this chapter. I thought this was pretty good considering what it's based off. I might tell you guys what it based upon, then again I might not. This story WILL turn into a Rated M, but for now I will keep it T. As for my other story Not Edward? I might discontinue it, I have it written up for the next coming chapters to that story, but, got a writers block and haven't posted any thing.
Well…..
Jayde
A.K.A. katnpete
