LITTLE HELL RAISER
Chapter One
Bella Swan
I stood outside of my new house with a smirk on my face, as I dragged my cigarette to my lips. I can't believe I did this. I thought. I mean, sure, I wanted a different scene and some new faces but God damn. It's only nine o'clock and no one is out. No one is driving. Nothing is open. No one is selling. What the hell did I drag myself into? Some kind of perfect little town? Hmm.
I'm Isabella Swan, Foxy to my friends, and I'm no where near perfect. I smoke, I drink, and I do drugs. Don't get me wrong, nothing too hard-core in the drug department, (I'm to fond of my fine ass to overdose) just some weed on the weekends, and LSD if I'm feelin' frisky. I giggled to myself. I'm no stranger to the sin of flesh either. Haven't been since eighth grade. Being seventeen now, and having the friends I had, didn't exactly make me want to change my ways.
It doesn't help any that I dress to "impress", if you catch my drift. Renee, that dumb bitch, she doesn't know what to do with me so she jumped at the chance to send me off with Charlie when I asked. I guess she knew that this place was perfect-ville.
Hmm. I guess, I'm just going to have to change that. This little place has no idea what's coming to it.
I threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it with my stiletto, as I turned and walked into the house.
I have some hell raising to do.
I know it's short but, I needed you to get to know Bella first before I get into the good stuff.
P.S. Bella is prettier than Rosalie in my story.
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