Disclaimer: I don't own anything other than the plot, early setting, flashbacks, and the characters which all are based off my life. Everything else belongs to the wonderful Ms. Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 1
"Why mom, why the fucking hell do we have to move!" I screamed. Here I am standing in the middle of my room which, may I add, is starting to be packed up by my mom.
"Bellissa Kyara Marie! You know why so start packing and shut up you're going to wake up your brother. I really don't know why you're acting like this, your sisters are already done packing.", mom pointed out.
Yeah that's me. 17 year old Bellissa Kyara Marie Underwood. I stand at a freaking 5'2 and weight in at about 137. I have hazel eyes and a Carmel brown color hair with black and red highlights. I'm toned and have quite a bit of muscle from the sports that I play.
My mom's 38 year old Chloe Underwood. Beautiful Italian/German woman that she is.
Those sisters she talked about, 10 year old Payge Helen and 15 year old Arianna Lynn, are royal pains in the ass. They both have blonde hair and blue eyes like mom. But Payge's eyes are more like a stormy grey-blue color while mama and Anna's eyes are more dark blue. I really don't talk to Anna that much anymore but that's another story for another time. That little brother mentioned is 2 year old Michael John Jr. and he's just the cutest thing ever.
"No freaking duh mom, of course they are! They kiss ass more than I do to get what they want. Please mom I'll stay with one of the girls. I don't want to be taken away from everything I've grown up with." I was starting to pull out the poor me shit, hoping that it would work.
"Nope, sorry honey" my mom said, starting to leave the room, "Oh and by the way honey… you and your father leave to go to La Push Friday morning."
My daddy, 38 year old Michael John Sr. Like me he has hazel eyes but he has really dark brown hair. So to the problem at hand, turns out my daddy was adopted from an agency in Seattle. We found out when my grandparents died. Go figure they were divorced but died on the same day, papa from alcohol poisoning and ma from lung disease. They were buried together too, which was nice… maybe they can get along in heaven now. Well anyway, we're moving to La Push so daddy can learn about his roots and meet his little brother, Sam Uley.
"WHAT!" I screamed.
"Yea sweetie, you're both going to get settled in and get the place ready for the rest of us. Plus look on the bright side, you get to pick your room first honey." she said from the hallway.
Damn three days to pack everything up and leave my life. No more of my lifelong friends, no more of the normal whores trying to steal my boyfriends, and worst of all no more softball all year. I guess it's good that daddy was able to buy land to build a house on, and yea I called him daddy. I'm a daddy's girl who usually gets what she wants, but not this time. Here I go, to the new hell hole of my life.
I had absolutely no idea what was going to happen there and how my life would be changed forever.
Sorry its so short at first but the other chapters are alot longer i just wanted to see what you guys though before I put the whole thing up(=
So wats the verdict? Did I do okayyy? This is my first so I need any and all comments plz.
k? thnxx Lexiyy