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This was the day that started it all, but I never thought it would affect me in the long run.

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A few days ago it was my birthday, I had just turned 10. My mom had gotten me one of those 120 jumbo boxes of Crayola Crayons.

I was lying on the playground, coloring a picture that I had drawn when I noticed my most favorite punching bag approaching. I looked up to see Emmett's looming figure overshadow me. The look on his face told me that he was ready to pick a fight with me.

"You're such a sissy, Swan." he sneered at me while knocking over my box of crayons. How dare he knock over something that belonged to me, he knew better.

"What'd you call me?" I roared at him. He merely shook his head and didn't answer me. I knew he wouldn't take his words back, it was typical Emmett McCarty behavior.

I lunged at him while grabbing the collar of his shirt, and punched him which caused him to tumble back onto the ground into a cloud of dust.

My names Isabella Swan, but if you ever called me anything besides Bella my fist would be shoved right in your eye. It served them well to know that I wasn't your typical girl. I wasn't the kind of girl who loved wearing frilly dresses and nail polish. My old, white converses were a testament to that.

Point blank: I didn't take crap from anyone. And I was a fighter.

"That's right you fathead! You heard me, cry like a little baby! I shouted angrily at him while I lunged at him again.

I pushed him to the ground, until I felt myself being lifted off him by my best friend Hilton. He pulled me off "mister I'm so high and mighty," while I struggled against his grasp. I wasn't finished with him just yet, no one ever called me a sissy and got away with it.

"Come on, Hilton lemme go!" I shouted while squirming around in his arms. I started kicking and flailing around in his arms until he let me go have another hit at Emmett who was still on the ground.

Before I could even get closed to him again, Mr. Goody too shoes stepped in front of me, otherwise known as Edward Cullen. He was the resident goody-boy who was perfect in every way possible. He was the perfect role model, whom the teachers and everyone else loved. All the girls thought he was cute with his weird colored bronze hair and green eyes.

I hated him in every way; he was always the hero and goody-boy who sucked up to everyone. I couldn't stand him and his stupid expensive, Ralph Lauren collared polo shirts.

"Bella, what are you doing to Emmett?!" he snarled at me while observing the damage I had inflicted on Emmett. Pfft, I had even hardly touched him yet. I was pretty proud of myself, Emmett was one of the biggest boys in our class, and I Bella Swan had managed to beat him up and make him cry. I wonder what he thought about the sissy now, huh?

"Well, big boy here called me a sissy." I announced while curling my fist at him in a menacing gesture. I was hoping he would back down and leave me alone.

"I think it was well deserved, you are wearing pink overalls after all." That was all the invitation I needed to punch him square in the eye, and leave his pretty face marked with my knuckles. He knew that he could get under my skin by mentioning the bright pink, ratty overalls I was wearing. All it took was one little punch from me and he'd be known as the loser who got beat up by a girl, but not just any girl, but his arch nemesis Bella. I smiled at thought of me winning against him.

I lunged at him, but Hilton kept me back while I tried jumping at him.

"You take that back, you butthead!" I spat while writhing to get free from Hilton's arms.

"I don't think so, you ugly wannabe boy! You're always hanging out with boys; you're not one of us! "He retorted at me while pretending to look like me by scowling. Well, well two can play at that game pretty boy.

"You better be sorry, Cullen." I seethed with anger as I broke free from Hilton's arms. I pounced forward and slugged him square in the eye. He fell backward, clutching his face. I was pretty pleased with myself after I punched him; no one calls me a wannabe boy and gets away with it. He could only stab me with words because I knew he wouldn't hit a girl.

"Look whose weak now." I sneered while I walked past him lying on the ground, holding his hand over his eye.

"It's all your fault, Swan." He shouted as I ran away from the playground with Hilton on my tail.

"Nice one, Bella. You managed to get Cullen and McCarty on the ground at once." He said congratulating me as I gave him a high five. We were running to our hiding place which was Hilton's tree house in his backyard. We climbed up the rope ladder, while fighting off the laughter from the fight I just had and won. I briefly thought about my mother who never liked the way I was, she always tried to put me in frilly pink dresses and skirts but the best she could do was the pink overalls I was currently wearing.

Hilton and I looked out the tree house window to see that wuss, Cullen running home to his mommy to tell her that a Isabella Swan had beat him up. What a loser, he let a girl beat him and his friend up. It was all too funny to Hilton and I, the both of us where laughing.

.Hilton was my only friend, he was my best friend. And he is a boy, we met when we were five years old and we've been best friends since. Hilton was my neighbor after all; his mom's was friends with mine so we were pretty much together all the time. We've been inseparable since then, even going to the same school.

Hilton and I decided to get some ice cream from the parlor around the block from our houses. On our way there we passed Cullen's house, he was sitting on his front porch with an ice pack on his left eye.

"Wow, Cullen who managed to get you in the eye?" I sneered as we walked by his house. He simply stuck out his tongue at me, and I knew he had declared war. We would both be fighting each other to see who would win in the end, and from then on we were still battling each other.

To think that a simple fight started this all.

5 years later

I smirked as I remembered that day, the day I Bella Swan punched Edward Cullen. Those were the good old days. We were 15 and to this day we still hated each other, and we still went to the same school, unfortunately. I had stopped the violence; I was a bit too old for that now. We never hid our dislike for each other, he always made fun of me and I made sarcastic remarks right back at him. There was no way that I would ever let him get under my skin.

But as the years pass on from when we were 10, he became even more of a jerk because he was popular and all the girls liked him even more. He was more or less an arrogant prick with a massive ego. I was the only girl who did not fall for his charming persona. I knew him, and he knew me and there was no getting past that. And of course he lived in the huge white palace across the street from mine so I always saw him hanging around with his dumb gal pals, who were constantly fawning over his good looks.

Edward had changed; he obviously no longer looked like a little kid. He really grew to be tall, and was bordering on the 6 ft mark. He looked more mature, except he actually wasn't. His charming good looks were enhanced since he got older. I denied it for awhile, but he was good-looking much to my dismay. So pretty much everyone idiot drooled over him…except for that is of course.

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I was riding my bike over to the local corner market to pick up some popcorn for Hilton and me since we held the tradition of our Friday night movie up in his tree house. I reached the corner store and parked my bike at the rack, and walked inside the store.

I tried to ignore the fact that Cullen's family owned the store, for all I knew he could be lurking around here somewhere ready to make some sarcastic remark. I looked up at that stupid sign, they had named the store 'Cullen's Corner', seriously who names that a store? Pathetic, and not to mention dorky. I remember the first time I saw it, I couldn't hold the laughter at the cheesiness of the name.

"What are you doing hanging around my store?" that stupid melodic voice sneered at me. Yeah, the girls even swooned over his so called "melodic," voice. If anything was melodic, it was the music coming from my iPod headphones.

"None of your business, Penny. Last I checked your dad owned this store." I taunted while I walked around to find some popcorn. I smirked when I called him "Penny," it brought me great amusement to make fun of his hair. After all it resembled the color of the bronze penny. In my peripheral I could see him following me.

"That's true. You didn't answer my question, what are you doing here?" he asked again while staring at me. He must've gotten so used to me calling him over the years Penny, that he didn't even tell me to shut up.

"What's it looking like I'm doing Cullen? Getting popcorn for me and Hilton." I replied while grabbing a box of popcorn from the shelf…the extra buttery kind of course.

"Oh right, well your wish is coming true Swan." He said while looking off into different directions.

"What would you know about my wishes?" I retorted. He looked confused after I said that.

"I'm moving." He replied hoping to keep my interest. As if he could ever keep my interest with anything that came out of his mouth, but I couldn't keep the smile off my face from his oh so wonderful news.

"Oh goody, when's the party?" I asked sarcastically while making my way to the register. Sweet, sweet peace at last…I must be dreaming.

"Very funny, don't cry so hard Swan." He scoffed at me while kicking his shoe at the floor.

"As if." I snorted while grabbing my bag from the countertop, and walking out the door. Cullen was still following me., you'd think he take a hit after all these years.

"What do you want?" I asked getting annoyed that he kept following me. I was in a hurry to get back to Hilton for our Friday night movie.

"I, uh…" he trailed while twisting his hands uncomfortably. I looked up at him to see the sun shining off his coperry hair. Seriously why does the sun make his hair look even shinier?

"Well what? Spit it out." I said getting impatient. I kept looking at him while swinging my bag around in a subtle effort to hit him with it.

"Never mind, I guess this is goodbye. I'll see you around Swan." He said while running away from me. I watched his retreating form head in the direction of our houses. I ran over to the rack and hopped on my bike. I wanted to catch up with him to say my parting words.

I quickly caught up with him and shouted, "Have a nice life, Cullen!" I chanced a look behind me and saw his face which surprisingly looked somewhat sad. Hmm, that's weird maybe he was sad that he was losing his gal pals.

And that was the last I saw of Edward Cullen…of course I could only hope.

I later found out that his best buddy, Emmett McCarty was moving out along with him. That fact didn't even bother me one bit.

I finally made it back to Hilton's backyard for our movie night with the popcorn I had bought at Cullen's Corner. I snickered at the mere thought of the store's name. It was all too funny to me as I told Hilton about Cullen moving out. He seemed pleased because he wasn't a big fan of Cullen either. We finished our movie that Friday night, and parted ways to our homes that were side by side for the longest time.

"Night Hilton!" I called after his retreating form.

"See ya tomorrow, Bella!" he shouted back at me through darkness.

I wandered back into my house through the backdoor that lead into the kitchen. I walked into the dining to see my dad, Charlie and my mom, Renee sitting at the table discussing something. I shrugged and headed up to my room and flopped down on my bed for some well-needed rest.

2 years later

Well here I was, now a 17 year old Junior in High school in the state of Washington. Hilton was still my best friend, but he looked so different to me now that he was about 6ft tall. Needless to say he was still my partner in crime. We gave eachother rides to school, High School to be exact. Well actually he gave me a ride to school every day since I didn't have the luxury of a car.

I heard a knock at the door, and knew that it could only be him. I yanked open the door to be met with him smiling brightly on this Saturday morning, the last weekend before school started again. We had plans that day, but before I could walk out the door I heard my mom calling me.

"Morning my Bella!" Hilton greeted me while grabbing my hand and attempting to kiss it.

"Oh Hilton, stop fucking around." I teased him will grinning. I could hear my mother shouting something.

"What's that mother dearest?" I said in a mocking voice while Hilton tried to hold back his laughter.

"Isabella Marie Swan, you get in this room at this instant! We have something to tell you!" she shouted from the dining room. Sheeh get a grip, I'm going. I'll bet its some stupid shit that I don't really care to know.

"Oh, and Hilton run along home. Your parents have news for you too!" she announced again from the dining room. I looked up to see a confused Hilton.

"Well didn't you hear Hilton? Run your ass over to your house." I said playfully while pushing him out the door and over to his house. I reluctantly closed the front door and walked into our dining room and plopped myself into a chair.

"You wanted to tell me something…" I trailed off, not really interested in what they had to tell me.

"Your father got a job offer in New York with the Police Department." My mother said carefully as if gauging my reaction.

"Well that sounds great, Congratulations Dad!" I said while hopping off my chair and heading to the staircase.

"Wait Bella, that's not all. Where moving to New York as a family." She said stressing the word family. Oh haha what a funny joke, oh my parents are good alright…

"Haha you guys are SO funny. Now seriously what did you want to tell me?" I asked completely amused with the hilarity of the situation.

"Uh no Bella, were serious. Were moving to New York and sending you to boarding school."My father announced proudly from his side of the table.

Um sorry…say what?! I instantly felt my face pale, as the anger boiled inside me.

"What?!" I exploded at them. This could not be possible I absolutely refuse to move to New York or go to boarding school. Boarding school is fore rich kids like Edward Cullen.

"We know your upset sweetheart, but your father already accepted the job. And we already enrolled you at the Manhattan Academy." I was curling and uncurling my fist in anger, there was no way in hell that I was allowing this to happen. I liked my life, here in Washington with Hilton. Oh my god?! What about Hilton?!

"What about Hilton?!" I growled. I was livid at this point; they wanted me or us to move to New York. Nope no fucking way was this happening.

"Hilton's family is moving with us to New York and is attending the Manhattan Academy with you." My mother said from her corner of the table. I released a breath that I didn't even know I was holding. Even though I had Hilton coming with me, I was still furious I didn't want to leave Washington for some upscale boarding school in New York.

I got up and out of my chair muttering, "this is so fucking stupid." Loud enough for my parents to hear. If I was upset then they were going to know it. I ran up to my room, and slammed the door shut.

I walked over to my window and carefully climbed out and down the trellis against the house. I made the small jump down and landed with a thud.

In these type of situations Hilton and I would meet up in his tree house behind his house near the woods as a place to escape.

I climbed up the ladder and patiently waited for Hilton to arrive. I was there for all but 2 minutes when he arrived looking anger as well.

"This is fucking stupid; I don't want to go to boarding school IN New York." I blurted out furiously.

"I know, why the hell we would want to go to boarding school?" he whined.

"My parents told me we were moving this week on Tuesday." He continued looking pissed off as hell.

"Ugh why, why?!" I shouted slamming my fist down on the wood of the tree house.

"I refuse to go!" Hilton thundered from where he was sitting down.

"Oh Hilty, I can imagine it now…pretty boys like Edward Cullen running around in their Abercrombie & Fitch polos…" I trailed off fuming pshh..A & F

And that's how my life was before I moved to New York.

Well Manhattan Academy here I come…I guess

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