DAREDEVIL
BPOV
"WHAT?!" my outraged shriek tore through the principal's office. "You HAVE to be joking."
"Unfortunately, Miss Swan, we cannot allow you to carry on at this school. You constantly skip classes; your grades are slipping, although I know you are an incredibly intelligent girl -" I snorted at that.
He glared at me before he continued. I didn't even bother to suppress my grin. "And quite frankly, Miss Swan, you seem to be making my office a second home!" I couldn't hold back the laughter that bubbled up my throat and burst through my unglossed lips.
"I fail to see how the situation is even faintly humorous, Isabella. I have talked with your father, and he agrees with me. He has decided to send you to Phoenix with your mother." My laughter broke off immediately, while Principal Green smiled triumphantly. I low growl rumbled in my chest.
"What?" I hissed, my voice low, dangerous. "There is no way in hell I am moving to Phoenix." Charlie could not do this to me. He knew how much I loved this place.
"Well, that is something to discuss with your father, Miss Swan, not me. I must attend a meeting in a few minutes, and you need to talk with Charlie.
"Goodbye, Bella. It's been a strenuous two years." He grinned at me and hesitantly held out a fist. I had to laugh as I bumped my fist against his. I was going to miss Mr. Green. He was a pretty cool guy underneath the tough principal façade.
"See ya, Mr. G," I said as I walked out of his office for the last time.
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"Bella, I am not discussing this with you again. You cannot stay here and ruin your education by cutting class to go surfing or skateboarding. You are going to Phoenix to stay with Renee, Emmett and Jasper, and that is final. You have two days here before you go to Arizona. End of, Isabella," Charlie yelled, his face vaguely purple from arguing with me all evening.
I was pretty sure he was going to have an aneurysm.
Emmett and Jasper were my older twin brothers. I used to live with them in Arizona, but I decided to live with Charlie in Kauai. I used to get on really well with Em and Jazz's friends, and their girlfriends, Rosalie and Alice.
Emmett and Rose and Japer and Alice had still been going strong when I left. I was kind of excited at seeing the football team again, and the girls.
I flipped him off and stormed up to my room, slamming the door on his angry threats to send me to a convent.
I felt like I was going to explode with rage. I went to my vast CD collection and rifled through the various artists, until I found Mindless Self Indulgence.
I smirked as I loaded the CD into my gigantic, surround-sound stereo. Charlie hated Mindless Self Indulgence. I turned the volume up full and locked my bedroom door. As the lyrics burst through my speakers, I counted down in my head.
5...4...3...2...1...
"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN! TURN THAT BLOODY MUSIC DOWN!" I ignored his screams and laughed to myself. As I predicted, Charlie pounded up the stairs and started to open the door to my bedroom, but it encountered the locks. The door pushed against its restraints, creaking vehemently in protest.
I sighed as I glanced around my bedroom. The walls were smothered in a deep purple, the floorboards covered by a thick black carpet. My wardrobe was crammed into the far corner, filled with my board shorts, bikinis, t-shirts jeans and hoodies. My skateboard was propped up against the small wooden desk.
The skateboard was a new model, and already I had managed to make it look at least four years old. My surfboard was leaning against the plum wall next to the wardrobe.
It was a Ripcurl, and worth a hell of a lot. I got it as an eighteenth birthday present from Jacob, Fang and Ollie. My eyes pricked at the thought of my guys.
We were known as the resident troublemakers in our hometown of Kauai, Hawaii - we were the Daredevils. We always skipped school to catch some waves or skate, and we liked to do dares with each other.
One unforgettable time, I dared Fang to go home and tell his parents he wanted to have a sex change, and when his parents didn't believe him, he started crying in the middle of the living room, bawling that no-one understood him in this life and he felt like a woman trapped in a man's body.
We were watching through the windows. We fell on top of each other laughing and couldn't move for a long time. Their faces were priceless.
Fang was the best skater of the group. He's about 6' 2", his eyebrow marred by a piercing, had blond, spiky hair and navy blue eyes, and was incredibly good-looking. More than once I had to pretend to be his girlfriend to deflect any Barbies that wanted to get their 'scarily plastic, manicured claws' into him - his words, not mine.
Ollie had black hair and violet eyes. Loads of people freaked when they made eye contact. We always busted up laughing. He was totally ripped, although I guess all my guys were. He had tan skin and his hair was emo-style. A few people were perturbed by the piercing through his bottom lip.
Jacob was the tallest of all of us, towering over us at 6' 5". He had dark skin, thick, long black hair and impossibly black eyes. He got a septum piercing to freak out his father, Billy Black. I laughed and told him he looked like a bull, and got a punch to the stomach in return.
And finally, me. I wasn't anything special. I was tanned, thin, about 5' 4", had plain brown hair and eyes. I was also the best surfer of the group.
We all had three tattoos, which we had decided to get when we were a teensy bit inebriated. We had all gotten a ring of barbed wire circling our right forearms, and a devil on the back of our necks.
Our other tattoo was of our choice. I had gotten a spiky design on my lower back; Fang had a tiger emblazoned on his arm. Ollie had gone with a cobra curled around his calf, and Jacob had a wolf imprinted on his left bicep.
Coming back to reality, I grabbed my phone off my desk and sent a hurried message to the guys:
DUDES - WE NEED TO DISCUSS SOMETHING TOMORROW. MEET ME AT THE BEACH TOMORROW AT ONE - NO EXCUSES. BELLA.
I stared out my window into the velvet black of the night, tucking my hair behind my ear, my fingers brushing the five rings encircling the outer rim.
I could hear the sound of the waves carry through the silent darkness, and my eyes pricked again. The tears broke free of their boundaries and rolled over my sharp cheekbones and down my face.
I was going to miss this place so bad.
I curled my arms around my aching chest as I drifted to sleep, my body convulsing with sobs.
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I was paddling, paddling hard. I felt the water rise, the colossal wave surging up to meet me. I took a deep breath and dropped in on the wave.
I rushed down the face, angling the board expertly as I rode it. I watched as the peak of the wave curled over itself, forming a pipe. I smiled to myself - this was the best wave all day. I entered the pipe, adrenalin shooting through my veins.
The water churned around me, arcing elegantly. I stared at the unnatural beauty and grace of the wall of water. It was then that I noticed the pipe was closing up. Shit! I crouched low on my board, trying to gain more speed.
I could see I wasn't going to make it. I sucked in a deep breath, tainted with the tang of salt, and braced myself to be pushed under the surface of the ocean, when I burst through the end of the wave, the sunlight temporarily blinding me.
I could hear shouts and whistles coming from the direction of the beach. I turned my head to see a group of people waving to me madly. There were also numerous cheers coming from random beach-goers. I bowed to them and laughed.
I paddled my way back to the beach, to be assaulted by three different voices at the same time:
"Dude, that was awesome!"
"What's so urgent, Bells?"
"That was sick! Best wave all day!"
I chuckled quietly to myself, before yelling: "Guys, chill! I have some news." I walked over to where their surfing gear was set down. I fell back into the soft, white sand, grains embedding themselves into my palms. The sun glinted off my belly button piercing.
I sat up to see a bronze-headed figure staring at me with a burning intensity. I couldn't make out his features properly. I didn't like him staring at me, so I gave him the one-fingered salute. He averted his gaze quickly.
Jake, Fang and Ollie sat their butts down heavily next to me.
"What's the deal, Bells?" Ollie demanded.
"Well...I got kicked out of Kauai High -" I was interrupted by Fang.
"Green's an asshole!" the words exploded out of his mouth.
"Can I finish?" I glared at him. He seemed cowed. "Thank you. Anyway, that's not the worst part. I talked to Charlie. He's making me move back to Phoenix."
No-one so much as breathed. Then they all released low, throaty growls simultaneously. They didn't say a word - we all just hugged each other and made our sign - the horns.
Ollie was the first to speak. "When are you leaving?" his voice breaking on the last word.
"Day after tomorrow," I managed to choke out through my constricted throat. We embraced each other again. I wiped my rogue tears and sniffed.
"Come on guys, I wanna spend my last time surfing with you," I said. We all picked up our boards and jogged towards the beach, before Fang tripped over the wire connecting him to his board. We cracked up laughing, the sad, tense atmosphere alleviated.
As I paddled to catch another wave, I saw the bronze-haired stranger watching me on the beach again. What did he want? I ignored him and concentrated on riding the wave, reveling in the rush of excitement from it. I came up behind Jake. He didn't notice me, so I pushed him off his board. There was a satisfying splash as he toppled into the water.
EPOV
I watched as the brunette shoved her friend off his board. I could have watched her all day. She was the best surfer I had ever seen. She was so graceful riding the waves.
Although, I was quite taken aback when she stuck her middle finger up at me. Turning my head away from the surfer, I listened in on two girls sitting in front of me. They seemed to be discussing a local gang.
"Did you hear about the surfers?"
"No, what happened? Did they finally get arrested for one of their idiotic pranks? I swear to God, when they egged my house..."
"Lauren, she's moving." There was a shocked silence as she digested this information.
"No. Freaking. Way." the blonde said, stunned. Why was this so interesting?
"Its true. Her dad is forcing her." There was a pause, and then the girls let out excited cheers of joy. I tuned them out, thinking of going back home to Phoenix.
I was leaving tonight, and school started in two days. I was distracted from my train of thought by the two girls staring at me. I smirked.
Conceited as it sounds, I always found it rather amusing, the way females acted around me, tossing their hair and pushing their chests out a little more than necessary, such as now.
With a resigned sigh, I turned away from the awed stares of the girls and headed back to the hotel to do some packing.
BPOV
I hugged Fang, Jake and Ollie a final time, made our sign and went to board my plane.
As soon as I sat down in my seat, I pulled up the hood of my oversized DC jacket and jammed my headphones deep into my ears, turning up the volume of Sum 41's 'Pieces' as loud as it would go. I crossed by black jean-clad legs and settled into my seat, preparing for the flight I had been dreading.
I had just closed my eyes when I felt someone sit down heavily in the seat beside me, jostling me and knocking me into the plane wall.
Irritation rushing through me, I opened my eyes to let loose a stream of profanities, but was stupefied into silence by the godlike man that sat next to me.
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