I decided to give this new story whirl... Please tell me if it's good, again, Sophia and Derek are in here. I decided to change Bella's personality a bit, she was a little too weak for me.
Disclaimer: Most of these characters belong to Stephanie Meyer, I'm just having fun with them.
Enjoy.
McAllister Prep
By creativemind111
Bella's POV
"Here we are," grunted the taxi driver, "McAllister Prep." He stopped the cab and got out to unload my bags, I took a deep breath and looked outside my window...
One word: Whoa.
"No Jess, I really have time-- look I've got to go," a petite, brown-eyed girl walked in, she was pretty cute. But from what I've seen cute... is average. My fashion designer mother had sent me here when she had a nervous break-down near her deadline, 'It'll be a lot easier on me Bells.' she said, against my protesting. I had seen the pamphlet on her desk, but I hadn't really believe that she would actually follow through on it.
McAllister Prep.
Located in the deep enclosures of the Green Mountains, Vermont. It was a place where the rich of the rich would send their kids, very secluded so no paparazzi or terrorist could get in and kidnap an important person's child for money or something. The school offered the basic classes and the advanced, those who survived through the courses were guaranteed a spot in any ivy league college... even Oxford.
As a result you see a lot of movie stars here, the child actors, except their treated as normal beings here, you can't scream, "OMG! THere's Dakota Fanning!" or something like that.
"Hi I'm Angela," the girl repeated for the second time, I snapped back to reality and managed to pull off a convincing smile. "Hi, I'm Isabella Swan." Angela's eyes widened, "Is your mother the fashion designer of Diorvinee??"
"Um.." suddenly this was getting uncomfortable, "Yeah."
"Wow, my mom loves her designs," she began to dig in her closet for something.
I searched my brain to change the subject, "So who are your parents?"
Angela shrugged, "Oh, my father is just a member of the US government, I think part of the Office of National AIDS Policy." Great, my mom is a great fashion designer that's having a mental break down and her dad is preventing a disease that could kill millions. And yet my mom will be on the magazines... where is the justice in that?
"Great," was my only answer.
"I know, nothing compared to yours," she shrugged, she flipped her hair over her shoulder, "So what classes do you have?"
"Um, honestly, I just got something called Junior Academy on my schedule.."
"Seriously? That's for the students that get the top score on the entrance exam!! Wow pretty and smart!"
I blushed, "I'm not that pretty. I probably will be with the loser kids."
"Honestly Bella, both of you parents must be pretty gorgeous. You'll fit in just fine." she scoffed.
"Umm thanks... I guess." Fitting in here was the least of my worries.
"This is, Isabella Swan, please make her feel welcome here." I looked up to see some of the most gorgeous faces I have ever seen, seriously, just perfect. But when I looked at the back row, my heart stopped, their were to faces that I had first thought were angels. Both had bronze eyes and were incredibly pale. But had such a clear complexion and such perfect faces, I could have sworn that they had been air-brushed.
"I'm sorry," the teacher snapped me back out of thought, "But you're going to have to sit at the back next to Alice, Alice?" One of the angels raised her hand and grinned widely at me.
"Hi! I'm Alice!" she said as I sat down.
"Yeah, I know," was the first thing that came out of my mouth, actual, I kind of snapped at her, this caused that smile of hers smile to drop a bit, she almost continued when the other angel spoke, "Don't waste your time Alice, the superficial doll isn't going to listen to your nonsense," he looked at me with his lazy hazel eyes.
"Excuse me?" was my cold answer.
This time he smirked, "Forgive us your highness for basking in your glow. We're obviously not good enough to be around your presence."
"Screw you," I snapped back.
"Your place or mine?" he answered.
I narrowed my eyes, "Both. You are going to yours, and I'm going to mine."
"Ouch."
"Cullen! Swan! First and last warning!" barked the teacher.
"Aww, teach, just getting to know each other!" Edward responded. The teacher just gave him a glare. I sighed and turned to Alice, "Look I'm sorry, I'm just not used to interacting with people, y'know?"
Alice smiled, her face brightened once more, "It's okay. You wanna eat with us at lunch? We could introduce you to our family!"
"Um...Sure?" I hoped that sounded at least a little convincing.
"Stay away from him," hissed girl with too much make-up on.
"What?" I wonder if staying here would make me a mono-syllabic idiot.
"From Edward, retard, stop flirting with him, it's sickening--Hey Edward!" she puffed out her chest, waved and blew him a kiss. Which he caught and pretended to put in his pocket-- ick.
I rolled my eyes, "Hypocrite."
She narrowed her heavily mascaraed eyelids, "Your an hyporate! You know, I was thinking--"
"Oh, thinking now are we?" I mocked.
"And," she continued, ignoring my interruption, "I thought we were going to be great friends, but I changed my mind."
"Excellent, so does the new one work better?" I cocked my head to the side.
She then threw me a death glare and began to walk away. From behind me I heard a clap. I turned to see another pale faced angel, with dark curley hair and bronze eyes, she had a heart shaped face with a sweet smile.
"Excuse me, could I have a copyright for those combacks because those were the best insults I have ever heard." she laughed.
"Uh, thanks?"
"Hi, I'm Sophia, Alice has told me about you," I had to hand it to Alice, for a petite girl she spreads news fast.
"Um, I'm Bella, Swan. Junior."
She laughed, it sounded like bells chiming, "I know, I'm a sophomore." she took a step closer, it was funny she seemed to position herself a slightly farther away than a person would when engaging in a conversation.
"Since it's lunch time, you want to walk with me to the cafeteria? That is if you don't mind making a few stops along the way?"
"Okay." I followed her.
Okay, first thing about private schools, they don't have just your average hair-net-lunch-lady-mysterious-looking-meat type of cafeteria. It's like... a restaurant, or a buffet. Seriously I feel like I'm on some soap opera where everything's perfect. Talk about "the OC". Except their is a beautiful mountain right outside the balcony. If I wasn't sent here against my own will, this may have no been so bad...
"Okay, Bella, this is my sister Alice Cullen, you've already met her, our other brother Emmett," Emmett was...enormous, I mean it, huge, the body of a serious buff, but no too buff, body builder, he had a "big-brother" aura about him, and wouldn't stop grinning. "This is his girlfriend Rosalie," suddenly all those models and actresses around us seemed like a gargoyle, Rosalie was beautiful, she was the kind of girl that would destroy any person's self-esteem by just being in the same room. Seriously.
"Her twin brother Jasper, who's dating Alice," Jasper looked up from the very thick book reading and nodded, he smiled very shyly, totally different from Alice, giving a whole no meaning of 'opposites attract'.
"And their younger brother, Derek, my boyfriend" Derek was pretty cute, as in boy-band cute, he looked a singer, standard blond hair etc...
"Everyone this is Isabella Swan, her mother's Renee Swan, cool huh?"
Rosalie looked at me once and smiled, "Oh yeah, I've heard of her, she's famous in Europe right?"
'Um think so.' that's what I was going to say when, whoop-de-do, he comes up from behind me, hugs my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder.
"Hmm, stalking me Bella? Just in time, today sucks, why don't you whisper the three sweet little words that will make it better?" his eyes twinkled with tease.
I pretended to be in deep thought, "Hmm, what three words, oh, I know, how about, 'Go to Hell?'"
Instead of looking insulted he burst out laughing, a roar came from Emmett as well. So loud that the whole cafeteria turned to look at us, including Edward, who was clinging to my back.
That same girl that had confronted me threw me a look.
Yeah, not bad for a first day.
What do you think? I wrote it on a whim and decided to post it. Please tell me!!