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Bella's POV
"Bella," mom cooed, leaning in over my head, as I lay in my bed pretending to be asleep, "It's time to get ready for school! C'mon, get up! It's your first day!" She gently shook me awake, rocking my shoulders back and forth.
At the mention of school, I dropped my façade—I was never good at lying anyway—and yelled, "I hate school! It's so boring and the boys are gross! I want to stay here with you!" As I said this, my fists clenched into balls and my face, I suppose, looked deadly serious.
"Honey how can you hate school? You've never been to school before." My mom asked, trying to be serious, but failing miserably. She was still in fits of laughter when I reminded her that I was going to be late. She stopped laughing almost instantly.
"Okay honey, you're going to have to work with me here. I know you didn't finish unpacking most of your things, but could you just gather up all the things you need for school?"
"Like my backpack? And crayons?" I asked, eagerly.
"Yes Bella, exactly those." After twenty minutes of rummaging through boxes and closets, I got most of the things I needed, causing me to get quite a few bruises as well. I went back upstairs and saw my mom looking through my drawers trying to find me an outfit to wear. She heard my come in and held out a frilly, pink dress with butterflies thrown all over it. It looked ghastly. I, in turn, widened my eyes in horror— I wouldn't ever wear a dress to school!
"Oh honey, but it's so pretty. Just think how adorable you'd look!" She gushed with excitement.
"Mo-om!" I whined. "I hate dresses!" I ran to my dresser and pulled out jeans and a Power Ranger t-shirt. Then after twenty more minutes of fussing, rifling, and arguing, we finally arrived at my pre-school.
"I looked out of my windows and instantly noticed the flock of kids my age heading up to the building. I looked back at my mom pleadingly, but she shook her head no and urged me to. "Go on! You can do it!" I thought the opposite. I only moved here about three days ago, I didn't get to know any of the other kids, I'd be the only one who doesn't have a friend. I mean, it's not everyday where a new family moves into dreary, rainy, Forks.
I got out of the car and made my way to the front steps. I was so fascinated with everything and everyone I didn't I was falling until my line of view was knocked askew. I heard some kids laughing and saw some kids pointing at me. I was so embarrassed. I stood up trying to regain what little dignity I had left only to have it thrown away when my mom came running up to me, brushing off the dirt from my clothes and kissing my face. I blushed and knocked her hands away and ran the rest of the way to the "Kid's Jailhouse." That's the name I dubbed the massive building before me.
It didn't take me very long to find my classroom. Everybody was already seated, so I had to walk in front of everybody. There was only one empty seat. It was at a table, next to a tiny, pixie-looking girl and in front of an angelic, god-looking boy, with bronze, messy hair. They looked like brother and sister. The girl was wearing a bright yellow sundress with matching sandals and the boy had jeans on with a fitting, long sleeve that had a picture of a monster truck on it.
I quietly made my way to the seat, aware of all the stares directed at me and the whispers, I assumed, was not supposed to hear.
As I sat in my seat and turned my head to the pixie-girl, glaring at her for staring at me, she smiled the biggest, brightest smile I had ever seen. I couldn't help but smile back, but I was sure it looked more like a wince. I shifted my gaze to the boy, who was gazing at me, with an emotionless face. When he finally noticed me staring at him, he grinned a crooked grin, I instantly adored.
Maybe school isn't going to be as bad as I thought, I thought to myself while smiling at, I hoped, my two new friends.
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