A.N. Just a random idea I had so thought I'd give it a shot. Let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine it belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 1: Don't Make It So
I snatched at the little bag in my best friend, Kyle's hand.
"Aw, come on Kyle you know I need it more than you." I whined and tried to pout, something that's surprisingly hard to do when drunk.
"You do?" He asked feigning ignorance.
"Yes, we all know how difficult it is to spend even five minutes with my mother." I replied angrily.
"Yeah she is a bit of a bitch," he said and I leaned forward to grab the weed from him. "but I won't give it to you without a price." He finished looking triumphant. I sighed.
"What price, and make it quick she'll be looking out the windows any second." I gestured towards my step dad's mansion.
"I will give it to you if you make out with Scarlett." He said receiving high fives from the other boys. I smiled, gulped what was left of the bottle in my hand and turned questioningly towards Scarlett my best friend before launching into the kiss when she nodded. The vodka helped to turn that part of the night into a blur all I remember were cat calls and it not being too bad. All of our heads snapped towards the house when a light turned on suddenly. I smiled grimly at my friends before grabbing the bag out of Kyle's hand giving him a grateful kiss on the lips and running towards the house.
I almost giggled at the sight of Renee (My Mum) in one of those swivel chairs turning round and looking all disappointed when I walked through the doors, it was so cliché, all she needed was a fluffy white cat.
"Hey Renee! It's good to see you, but I'm knackered soooo, I'll see you in the morning!" I yelled as I went to run up the stairs. I was proud of how I hadn't slurred my words at all and was hoping she would let me go without making me talk too much. I was so close to the top when...
"Not so fast young lady, come back down right now!" I rolled my eyes at the 'young lady' and stomped my feet a couple of times before skipping downstairs and smiling as if I was overjoyed to be going to spend time with my angry mother.
"I don't know what I'm going to do with you." I suppressed a sigh and tried not to sway with drunkenness, whilst she started what was bound to be a long and boring speech.
"I cant cope anymore, all the drinking the drugs and staying out till god knows when every night. I know your going through a difficult stage, but your taking it too far. So I'm sending you to live with your dad." She finished looking slightly scared. Its amazing how a shock can sober you up, and quickly.
"YOUR WHAT!" I stared at my mother for a moment before the anger bursts out.
"You can't fucking do this! I only just settled here and now you want to send me back to fucking Forks? Forks mum! You know how crappy that place is!" I just stood there breathing deeply trying to calm down.
"I'm sorry honey. Its just you used to be so sweet when you were twelve and we moved here and now, well now you turned into this!" she gestured towards my neon pink skinnies, tight black top with multicoloured graffiti all over it, many neon coloured bracelets and beads, my three ear one eyebrow and one nose piercing and my washed out white trainers that me and Scarlett had drawn graffiti on. Any calm I had disappeared when she insulted my clothes.
"Oh that's right talk about how nice I used to be. Well sorry and all but I can't stay twelve forever can I? I had to grow up sometime!" My mother goes to open her mouth but I jump back in before she can even get a word out.
"And don't even pretend this is about me, this is just because you want more time to fuck Phil after you spend all his money!" I know the last bit isn't exactly true, because I probably fuck him more than she does (don't judge me he's fit and only like four years older than me.) And she's not as bad as you'd expect when it comes to spending all his professional baseball player millions.
"That's not true or fair Bella and you know it!" she exclaimed as she stood up.
"There's nothing you can do anyway, the flight is booked and your going tomorrow." she finished actually managing to look guilty.
I huffed angrily and marched my way up to my room, going over our conversation in my head. I was still fuming that she had insulted my clothes but at least she didn't know about my tattoos. I have two, one between my shoulder blades that was a dare and says, "Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway." and one I chose that is a series of multicoloured stars that start on my left hip and get smaller as they curve round to about three inches below my bellybutton. Renee would go ape shit at me if she found out about them.
After packing all my stuff and arranging for my bike to be transported to Charlie's (My Dad) house in Forks, I went to bed. I woke up early the next morning and went to my en suite to have a shower. After I was finished I got dressed in my short denim shorts, my favourite black fishnet tights and a tight white t-shirt with 'OMG LOL' written in multicoloured neon writing on it. I went back into the bathroom and sorted my hair and makeup. I ended up with quite thick black eyeliner and mascara and nothing else since I was lucky enough to have naturally good skin. With my hair I just straightened it into its normal style of very short layers and a side fringe. I fluffed my hair and wished it was a more interesting colour than brown, I knew I could dye it but that was one thing I wanted to avoid for as long as I could since I knew it would kill my hair.
I walked back into my room and grabbed my big sunglasses putting them on top of my head for use later. Finally I put on my plain back high tops with multicoloured laces.
After a quick check in the mirror I smiled, I knew I was pretty hot with "curves in all the right places" as Kyle had put it, god what a cliché, but that is how to describe my body. Grabbing my iPod and putting the headphones in my ear I selected 'Don't Make It So' a song from my favourite band at the moment, Automatic Loveletter and walked down the stairs dragging my suitcase behind me. I reached the bottom as the song reached it's chorus:
Will you miss me too?
Turning black and blue
Don't wanna go
Don't wanna go
Don't make it so!
I almost laughed at how it fit my life at that moment in time. I said a quick goodbye to Renee and Paul before walking to the cab and driving off towards the airport and my new life in Forks, Washington. I was so excited, not!
Let me know what you think, is good, bad, total rubbish. Basically just want to know if I should bother continuing lol