Chapter one: I agree
I was sitting on my bed looking through a magazine when I heard a loud bang come from the downstairs.
"You promised to stop!" My father screamed.
"You don't understand how hard it is for someone to stop Edward, and you never will!" She screamed back at him. Then there was another loud bang. I ran to the top of the stairs gripping the railing in my sweaty palms as I listened into their conversation.
"No Tanya I will never understand! You want to know why? It's because I don't drink!" My father screamed.
"Exactly Edward so let me do what I want to do and you do what you want. Meaning if I want to drink I can." She said.
"How do you think our daughter would feel if we did that!" My father screamed again.
"I don't know, why don't you ask her." Tanya said.
"Because I don't want to get her involved in this, she is young. Her mother getting drunk every night should not concern her." Edward said. I sighed. I felt the tears forming in my eyes as I listened in to their screams at each other.
"Fine then, don't involve her, but in the mean time I'm going to do what I want." Tanya said.
"Tanya, you don't even think about Peyton." My father shouted.
"Maybe I don't!" She yelled. "I'm so done." I heard her yell. And I watched my mother run out of the kitchen and to the front door. I held my breath as she turned and looked at me. She almost looked sad for a moment but then thrusted the door opened and slammed it behind her. I ran to my room and threw myself into my big bed and hugged my pillow to my chest letting my sobs escape. I felt a hand on my back but I didn't turn to look.
"I'm so sorry that you had to hear that Pey Pey." Dad said. I turned to look at him and he whipped away a stray tear falling down my cheek.
"Daddy why does mommy hate me?" I asked.
"Oh Peyton, she doesn't hate you." He said soothingly.
"Right, I can really feel her love radiating off of her and onto me." I said sarcastically. Daddy sighed and rubbed my back.
"She is just going through a hard time right now." Daddy said. He ran his hand through his bronze hair.
"So why does she have to drink to cope with it?" I asked.
"It's just your mother's way of coping." Daddy said. I just looked away from him and at the carvings that I drew in my headboard of my bed and I traced them with my finger. I felt my father kiss the back of my head before whispering,
"Go to sleep angel." And then he slowly walked out of my room closing the door behind him. I shut my eyes pulling the blankets around my waiting for my first day of school to come.
"Peyton wake up!" My father yelled up the stairs.
"No." I moaned to myself. I rolled over and shut off my blaring alarm. I closed my eyes trying to fall back to sleep. It seemed like only moments later that I heard my father again.
"Peyton get up now!" He yelled. Hesitantly I pushed myself off of the bed and dragged myself to the bathroom. I quickly took a shower and then I walked into my closet deciding what to wear. I put on a pair of dark wash jeans and a tank top with a sweatshirt over. I brushed my long bronze hair and made my way downstairs.
"Good morning." My mother said as she sat at the table with her coffee like every morning.
"Morning." I mumbled searching through the cabinets for my favorite cereal.
"I can drive you to school if you want." Daddy said from the table.
"Sure." I shrugged. I wasn't one of those girls that got embarrassed to be with their parents. Partially because my father looks like a model. He has bronze messy hair. He is pale and is very toned. He looks like a god. And girls ogled over him. It just disturbs me the most. Once I was done eating I grabbed my bag and we got into the car.
"Are you excited to finally be an 8th grader?" Daddy asked.
"I guess." I shrugged.
"Oh come on kiddo you've been talking about this since you started middle school." Daddy pushed.
"I mean I am excited I'm just really tired." I said.
"Are you sure?" Daddy asked. "You know that you can talk to me about anything right?" He said.
"Of course." I smiled up at him so that he would know that I was okay. And in truth I was fine. Just really tired and nervous because I don't have many friends. Daddy parked the car and we got out. He walked me to the building. We both stopped and looked at each other in the eyes.
"Okay well I'll see you later kiddo." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair again. A move that was so common to me. I smiled.
"Bye daddy." I gave him a one arm hug and waved goodbye as he walked back to the car. I saw a bunch of girls near the entrance looking at my father with their mouths opened.
"Is that you dad?" One of them asked. She had blonde hair and I think her name was Julia.
"Yeah." I said looking back at him. He waved and drove away.
"Wow, he's um…" She trailed off. Her friends giggled next to her. I sighed. I've heard it a million times.
"He seems like a nice dad." A shy girl said next to Julia. She has black hair and green eyes.
"He is." I smiled at her. She seemed nice. She smiled back at me. "See you later." I directly said to her and walked into the building. I pulled out my schedule and made my way to the first class. It was Spanish with Sr. Rosa.
"Oh hello…"
"Peyton." I said.
"Peyton yes, well how about you take a seat next to that young man right there." He pointed to a boy I had never seen before. He has brown short hair and green vibrant eyes. He was staring directly at me. I walked over to him and pulled out my chair. I placed my books down on the table and put my bag on the floor. I sat down and looked at him.
"Hi I'm Peyton Cullen." I said. He shook my waiting hand and smiled. His teeth were perfectly straight and white.
"Hiya, I'm Emmett Hale." He said. Satisfied that I now knew his name I turned my attention back to the teacher. Moment later as Sr. Rosa rambled in about pronouns in Spanish Emmet pushed a piece of paper over to me. I unfolded it and read it silently to myself.
Do you understand what he's talking about? I read. I quickly scribbled something down at the bottom of it and handed it back to Emmett.
Yeah Was what it said. The Emmett passed it back to me.
Good then we don't need to pay attention to him. It said and then there was a little smiley face drawn. I laughed lightly to myself. And scribbled something down.
Okay then are you new? I asked and right away I got a response.
Yeah, I moved from Colorado. It said. Then I looked over at Emmett and nodded.
"That cool." I said quickly.
"Yeah my mom found a better job here in Forks so we had to move." I nodded. Lots of people's parents had to move. We almost had to but it changed at the last minute. Just then the bell rang. And everyone grabbed their stuff and rushed out of the room. I grabbed my stuff and started to leave when Emmett called to me.
"You forgot your binder!" He said holding it high in the air for me to see.
"Oh! Thanks." I said rushing over to him to grab it. He smiled.
"What class do you have now?" He asked. I looked down at my schedule.
"English with Ms. Swan." I said.
"Me too." Emmett said with a huge smile forming on his face. "We can walk together." He suggested.
"Sure." I said happily. We walked down the crowded hallway towards room 311. We walked in to an almost full class room. The teacher was writing her name on the board so her back was too us.
"You guys can take a seat wherever." She must have heard us come in then. I walked to the seat no one would take. The one front and center. I sat down and noticed Julia sitting next to me.
"Your dad's hot." She blurted out. Ms. Swan turned around shocked.
"Julia, we don't say that kind of stuff." Ms. Swan said. Julia shrugged.
"I was just stating the truth." I turned to face her.
"Well it doesn't need to be heard thanks." I said. I heard someone snicker behind me but I didn't turn around to see who it was. Ms. Swan finally turned around and faced the class. She was beautiful. She has long brown wavy hair that flows past her shoulders. She has pale skin but it's not deathly looking. She has a heart-shaped face and she is very slender. I noticed most of the boys in the room gawking at her.
"Okay class, this is English for 8th graders. If you are in the wrong class you can notify me now and we will find your right room." She said. No one said a word.
"Okay good everyone who is here is supposed to be here." She smiled. "Well this year we are going to cover a lot of material. I'm going to hand out a syllabus that goes over all the projects, tests, and quizzes we will be doing." She said.
"Thank you." I said looking at her as she handed me the paper.
"You're very welcome." She smiled at me. Then she began talking about everything that was on it. I noticed that the list of books that we were going to read, that I have already read most of them. So it should be easy to just re read them. The bell rang cutting Ms. Swan off and everyone scrambled out of the room to their next class. I bent down to grab my binder when someone beat me to it. I looked up and came face to face with Emmett.
"Here you go." He said. I noticed Ms. Swan watching us. But when we both looked at her she looked down at the papers on her desk.
"Thanks." I said. We were about to leave the room when I turned back to Ms. Swan. I noticed that she was reading Pride and Prejudice.
"I love that book." I said walking over to her desk. Ms. Swan smiled and looked up at me.
"It's my favorite book." She said. I nodded.
"Mine too." I said. Ms. Swan looked at me closely.
"Remind me your name again?" She asked.
"Peyton Cullen." I said. I noticed that Emmett was waiting by the door for me.
"Well it's nice to officially meet one of my students." She said.
"Nice to meet you too." I smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow I said. And then I met up with Emmett outside of her room.
"She seems like a good teacher." Emmett said.
"Yeah the class is going to be fun." I said. Emmett was silent for a little while until we came to my classroom.
"Thanks for walking me." I said.
"No problem." Emmett said. "But uh Peyton we should hang out sometime." Emmett suggested.
"Yeah we should." I said blushing lightly. Emmett laughed.
"I think you and I are going to become great friends Peyton." Emmett said. I looked at him. He was actually pretty cute looking, and he was really nice to me. I think I just found my first friend of the year.
"I agree Emmett, I agree." I said and then he nodded once and turned walking down the hallway.