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The darkness was enclosing me, taking all the energy and vitality that had once been. I woke in a cold sweat and looked around my room. It was dark, night. The difference between night and day here was minimal. I loathed the darkness. It only reminded me of what I had lost. I wanted to be more than that, more than what I had been to my mother, to Charlie. But my mother was dead now, and Charlie had deserted me when he found out the truth. All I had now was my memories. And they were worse than the desertion.
My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I was born in 1989, and I have been living here, in Forks, WA, for a little over six months. I am five foot three, with long brown hair and brown eyes. My skin is pale except for the scars down my arms. Those are from the fight that ruined my life.
I swung my feet out of the bed and focused on the room around me. I was disorientated, until I realised that I was in my one roomed apartment, above the only diner in town. I shoved the covers aside. Momentarily, I considered the stack of letters that were on the only surface in the room. They were from my mothers family. I wasn't ready. Not yet.
I wandered slowly to my wardrobe and looked for my school bag. I hadn't used it since Phoenix. Not since... I shook my head and cleared my mind of those thoughts. I needed to be clear for today. I was going back to school. And I had to keep my wits abou me. No one knew my secrets here. They only knew that my father had taken an out of town job and that I was living here becaue I had no where else to go. I would let them think that for as long as I could.
I stumbled out the door earlier than I should have, my breath extra minty due to the discovery that the milk in my fridge was sour, and headed over to my car. I had a small sedan, black in colour. I missed my truck, but Charlie had insisted I leave that behind when I left. I didn't blame him. The reasons behind my family disowning me were justified. I knew that. I just should have seen it coming.
My new car was quiet and inconspicious. I slipped into the parking lot at Forks High School and found a spot close to the administration building. I stepped out of the car, only to fall into the puddle I had unwittingly parked over. I was have one of those days. I sighed, grabbed my spare clothes bag (you need one of those if you are as clumsy as me) and headed to the office to learn my class timetable and made a mental note to bring another spare clothes bag to stash in my locker here. Upon entering the unexpectedly warm office, I was introduced to Mrs. Cope and I was promptly given my shedule and a map. I was also told the worst news of the day. Gym was cumpulsory. I nearly died on the spot from the future humiliation. I had kissed Gym goodbye on my first day of eighth grade, and now, in twelfth grade, I was being submitted to it again? Not cool.
I made it to the bathrooms, and tidied up. As I was leaving, I looked in the mirror. My pale face was accentuated by the piercing in my left eyebrow, and my makeup did its best to cover the fact that my skin was not a pretty translucent, thanks to the lack of food and sun. I smiled and realised just how different this Bella was to the girl who had come to Forks six months ago.
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