Bella Pov
I look outside out my window and it is FREAKIN raining. It always rains in forks. I hate this town and I hate this car.
I am sitting uncomfortably on my dad's cruiser. He is the chief of police in this small quite town.
Sigh
I wished I was back with my mum in phoenix, hmmmm… I remember when you step outside the door a sudden warmth from the air will hit your face like a fan.
Sigh
"Bella you know that this was your own doing….it was your fault, this is so not like you. I can't believe that you would do such a thing like this"
Oh no…Charlie's rambling about my "actions" has started off again
"I am the chief of police of this town and you know that I have a reputation to uphold…."
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
"And as your father I am very upset as well… I mean why? I just ask you why?"
As I felt a sudden force, I looked around and we were already in front of forks high school.
I latch open the door and begin getting out of the car
"Bella wait…I just wanted to tell you to be good and I know that this whole moving thing was hard for you…."
Charlie shifted to his side
"And well I'm here if you need to talk anyone okay"
"Okay dad see you later then"
As I heard the low rumble of he cruiser pulling away off into the distance I started to walk toward my own personal nightmare.
. This school is such a typical small town school. It has a smaller cafeteria than my old school, small hallways, no metal detectors or a gate around it and has less population of students.
I have been here for about six weeks now and have adjusted to it, but I still haven't gotten used to the weather yet.
I have made quite a few acquaintances (I say this because they aren't quite there yet to being my friends). Like Jessica and that Lauren chick that doesn't seem to like me. There is also that very eager boy….Mike. Oh and there's Angela who is an actual friend and Jacob my father's friend's son.
It's not like I had much friends anyway back home…maybe a few but no one to classify as one of my Best Friends. I stopped into a halt
I took the next few steps very slowly, I looked around the tables and I was alone in the library. I guess I'm the earliest one here.
Damn that car!
I slowly shuffled to a table near the back. I picked up my bag and looked for my notepad and pen when I heard a soft thud to my left.
I looked up and saw an average looking guy with blond wavy hair sitting on the edge of his seat. He looked very stiff and was looking around the room trying not to have eye contact with me.
This made me feel a bit self conscious, so I looked down on my notepad and started scribbling.
Then I heard muffled chatter coming closer. The door flung open and I heard a groan.
It was Rosalie Hale. Everyone knows her here, because she was literally the definition of beautiful. She had long flowy blond hair, and a very angular face. She was tall but not in a weird way. It suited her. She was the "popular" type, which I have encountered with at my old school, because I was the "nerdy, smart type".
She looked straight past me and started strutting (like those models on the catwalk) into the seat in front of me.
I heard a high pitch giggle and seemed surprised that there was a small pixie like girl who I obviously the one that was talking to Rosalie. She had short cropped hair that hung out, like when you rub a balloon on your head. But it was pretty; it suited her small petite figure. I don't know her name though.
She quickly moved to a seat near Rosalie and examined the room. While I looked down and started to scribble again.
"Hi, My name is Alice Brandon"
Was she talking to me?
I looked up saw a big smile on her small face
"Hi ummm…I'm Bella Swan"
"Oh right, the new girl"
Great I was classified as the new girl
"Yeah"
"Nice to meet you"
I smiled at her quickly and again looked down at my note pad. I felt her watching, so I just ignored her.
From the corner of my eye I saw Rosalie roll her eyes at Alice and then she looked at the door.
Sigh