"Honestly, daddy, I don't even know why I still have to go to that hell hole. I'm the Rosalie Hale." I sighed as he slid my coffee down the kitchen island at me.
"Because, my darling, believe it you not you'll tire of being Victoria's Secret's star angel." Dad winked and stirred the contents of his mug with a spoon. "Besides, this is your last year. You'll thank me for at least making you graduate high school."
I sighed. There was no fighting with my dad, or my other dad for that matter. They were just like me, headstrong and totally convinced they were right in all situations.
"Now, I know this will pain you terribly, but you need to leave school at 12 for a VS shoot." dad tossed his spoon in the sink then sat down across from me. "And Gucci has specially requested you for their new campaign!" His eyes drifted toward the clock over the stove. "But we'll talk tonight, my darling. you need to get to school."
With a heavy sigh I grabbed my keys and started toward the door. "See you at the shoot, daddy."
"And dad will be there too, darling! We're so proud for our girl!" He winked and blew me a kiss as I slicked out the door. Four hours of hell then I could do what I was meant to.
Forks High was just like any typical small-town school. It had its druggies, it's jocks, it's weirdos, and then there was me. I never fit in with those popular, self centered girls of the higher ranking social class. I belong on the run way, and that's why they've always hated me.
"I heard new people are starting today, Rosiepie." My best friend, and the only person I could ever stand in this school, Becky said we walked down the familiar, linoleum lined hallway.
I laughed as we spun our locks around. "Sad to say that's the most interesting thing that's going to happen in this town this year."
"Oh please, Rose. You'll be jet setting to Paris for photo shoots, going to extravagant parties," Becky difted off into her mindless rant.
"And brining my best friend every time! I have a photoshoot this afternoon. We're leaving at 12. Ill see at my car no later!" I slammed my locker shout and spun around, right into someone's chest. The impact threw me back into my locker and sent my books falling to the floor.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" A deep voice gently grabbed my arms and set me upright on my feet. "Are you okay? You didn't hit your head did you?"
I shook my head and picked up my books. "I'm fine, thanks."
Psych, huh? That's my first period, too." I looked up at the voice. Piercing black eyes met mine. "I'm Jake, by the way. It's my first day here."
"Rosalie. Nice to meet you." I couldn't look away from those eyes.
"Rose!" Becky grabbed my arm. "Let's go, March is gonna kill us if we're late!"
As we walked down the hall, I looked back as he opened his locker. "He's cute."
"Priorities, Rose, Priorities."