Alright, this is my first attempt at a one-shot, and there is LEMONS! :D

I own nothing!! :(

Skipping School

Bella:

BEEPS…..BEEP….BEEP…..

"Good Morning Forkians! It is 7:30 a.m. and today is a rare sunny day of 77 degrees and clear skies for most of the afternoon! So enjoy your day and here is Money Max with your Monday Mix!"

Ugh, Forks has the worst radio stations. Seriously, they have to be that tacky with their greetings? Since today was supposedly going to be 77 degrees and sunny, I planned on taking advantage of that and skip school. I am going to try to convince Charlie, my father, that I'm "sick," so I can enjoy the weather in my backyard laying down in the grass and reading my battered copy of Wuthering Heights.

I climbed out of bed and walked over to my dresser and grabbed my blue lace boy shorts, and my matching lace bra out of my top drawer. I walked to my closet and tried to decide what to wear, probably something comfortable, since I'll just be lounging in the backyard. I decided to just go with my grey yoga pants and my blue Old Navy polo.

I got in the shower, straightened my hair, and did all of my "morning routine." I went downstairs to the kitchen to make a small breakfast for me and Charlie, by making some quick little cheese omelets. As soon as I was done making Charlie's, he walked down stairs, dressed and ready to go in his police uniform. It was kind of embarrassing having a cop as your father, because I can't really ever bring a guy home, if I ever get one, without Charlie practically threatening to shoot him.

"Mornin' Bells." Charlie said, coming up to me and giving me a kiss on the temple. "What'cha making?"

"Just some omelets, um, Dad, I was wondering if I could stay home today? I'm not feeling all that well, and it's umm, kinda that time of the month…." I knew Charlie was uncomfortable with the fact that I "have my period," he wasn't too keen on the fact that I'm a grown up woman of 18 years.

"Um… Sure Bells. Do you need money to go to the store and pick up….supplies?" It was pretty funny how he becomes all flustered and embarrassed.

"No thanks, Dad. I think I'll be alright, I was just planning on taking it easy and reading today." I told him honestly.

"Okay. Um, just make sure you lock up all the doors, and if you need anything, don't be afraid to call me." By the look of embarrassment still on his face, I imagined he wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible. "Love ya, Bells. And I hope you, ah, feel better?"

Gotta love Charlie and his not wanting to get involved in a teenage girls' hormonal rage. Even though I didn't really have my period, I still would have doubted that Charlie would have believed me if I told him I was sick, especially since I was up before him, chipper, and making omelets. So I played the cramps card, and it surprisingly worked. I finished eating my omelet, and decided on doing a few chores around the house before heading outside to read, like doing the dishes and the laundry. After I was done with the house, it was around 12 o'clock, so I had a roast beef sandwich for lunch and then I grabbed Wuthering Heights, a blanket and a water bottle and headed out back. I laid the blanket more towards the forest behind the house, so I had a little bit of shade, yet still having some sun for the warmth.

I laid down and sighed a relief, and opened up to Chapter 22 of my favorite book.

"Summer drew to an end, and early Autumn: it was past Michaelmas, but the harvest was late that year, and a few of our fields were still uncleared.

Mr. Linton and his daughter would frequently walk out among the reapers; at the carrying of the last sheaves, they stayed till dusk, and the evening happening to be chill and damp, my master caught a bad cold, that settling obstinately on his lungs, confined him indoors throughout the whole of the winter, nearly without intermission.

Poor Cathy, frightened…."

CRRUUUNNNCHH…

I heard a tree branch snap and looking around me, scared. I looked toward the woods and saw a figure coming towards me. I just sat there wide eyed and frozen as the person walked towards me.


AN: Here is my attempt at a one shot(well actually like a 3 shot)

Review please and let me know what you think! :)

--Michelle