Edward POV
I waited in my car with my family expectantly, Bella Swan was driving up. It was time for our daily make-fun session. But instead of driving up in her old red monster, she came up in a sleek shiny red Ferrari F430 Spider. "Rob a bank Swan?" Rosalie asked icily, she always wanted that car, and by the smug look on Bella's ugly face-she knew. "Nah, unlike you I have the money."
She stepped out of the car, and Alice's jaw dropped. Bella was wearing the magenta baby doll dress from the fashion show Alice made us watch. The same dress she begged Esme to buy her for hours, with no such luck. She paired the dress off with silver strappy fuck me heels. On anyone else it would look hot. But that outfit worn on Bella's acne filled face was a disgrace.
Emmett gasped, I followed his gaze and we both saw Bella pulling out a 3rd generation iphone. "That's only out in China and to the president." He whispered. I shook my head at his awestruck expression; we walked in class and into history. Bella was already there at our table. Since we were in teams of six, it was my family and Bella.
"Alright, today we will be watching the news all period long." Mr Banner said. He pulled out the TV and turned to channel 14.
"Hi I'm Cassie and today we will be giving you a tour of New York City and its surroundings. This is the twin towers, the history of these area's-" BOOM!!!! A plane crashed onto one of the twin towers followed by one more on the next… "Oh… oh… oh no someone call the CSI and the FBI. Call the major. Call the legacies quick!!" Cassie shrieked looking for cover. Tons of Black Range Rovers pulled up and one man came into the camera's view. "This is subbing Major Christopher, we must hurry, sadly the Pentagon has suffered the same crisis. We need the legacies here immediately!" He cried before the screen went blurry.
I hadn't realized a few tears had escaped my eyes, I looked around everyone had tears in there eyes, everyone but Bella. The tears weren't in her eyes… they were streaming down her face like a river. Sullenly the door opened and a lady came in and walked to Mr Banner. "You have a legacy in your class I must take her" Mr Banner nodded. As we gaped, legacies were supposed to be the essence of beauty.
"Bella, here is everything you need to change in too, you can take off your disguise hurry!" she nodded, grabbed the bag and ran out of class as I bust out laughing. Soon the rest of the class did too. "Bella… is. The…. Legacy? I managed to choke out. The woman nodded and opened her mouth to speak. But was silenced when Bella walked in, looking hot to death. Her brown hair shone in the light and styled into a Japanese Perm. She wore a red dress that ended under her but, with a plunging U neck, that covered nothing. She saw us and smirked. "Can we hurry, I have a bad feeling, mom's works for the FBI, she might have been there, and dad's the Major, so he was definitely in the Pentagon" Bella spoke urgently. Her dad was the Major? Her mom worked for the FBI? What? Who Isabella Swan?