DISCLAIMER: I do not own Stephenie Meyer's 'Twilight', 'New Moon', or 'Eclipse'. They are all her wonderful creations!
Chapter One:
My eyes peeled open to the stinging light of my room. I looked down at the floor to my broken alarm, making a note to myself that I shouldn't karate-chop cruel things off my desk when they were specifically designed to torture human beings. Only harm things when they are purposely mean to you and only you.
I rolled over to take a peek at the time on my mobile phone. 6:30am. How I love waking up early to be at school an hour before everyone else in the cold, on a Monday morning. Not. I groaned and rolled back over. Unfortunately for me, I rolled the wrong way and hit my head on the desk. Me + early mornings disaster.
"Ow! Crap!" And then it occurred to me. It was 6:30! I rolled off my bed and sprint-shuffled into the kitchen, dodging the clothing and shoes on my bedroom floor. "Dad! Why didn't you wake me up?" I said as I turned on the kettle and got out the thermos mug. My dad's name is Charlie. I always call him that, except to his face. This is because he and my mum, Renee, split up, and when I was living with her, I always called him Charlie, and it stuck.
"I turned on your light. You should learn to get up when your alarm goes off"
"About that alarm… I think I need a new one" I ran back into my room and threw all the various pieces of clothing that was my uniform onto my bed before I hurriedly threw them on. First, the light blue shirt. Then the grey stockings, the dark grey skirt, the blue and yellow striped tie, grey jumper and brown shoes. I picked up my bag and ran out of my room to the bathroom, dropping it at the front door on the way. I glanced at myself in the mirror. Eek! I still had the bed imprinted on my face. Oh well, there was nothing I could do about that, unless I ironed my face. Which would be a painful experience.
I jolted the brush through my hair and did my hair up in a messy ponytail and quickly tied in a blue ribbon.
"What's the time, dad?" I asked as I put coffee in the thermos mug.
"It is 6:45"
I silently cursed to myself. Mr Brown was not going to be happy, and he is not a pretty site when angry.
I quickly put all my PE stuff together and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl for lunch. "Come on dad! Let's go!" I put my school bag over one shoulder, my PE bag over the other shoulder, I picked up my warm thermos mug that was filled with blissful coffee in my left hand and my saxophone with my right hand. Then I bashed through the front door, out into the icy air of the morning. As I was walking to the car, my PE bag was slowly falling down my arm, throwing me off-balance. Before I knew it, coffee was all over my PE bag and the front of my uniform. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. I was not going to scream, I was not going to scream.
"Bella, put your things in the boot. We have 3 minutes to get to school!" Charlie eyed the front of my uniform as I put my things in the boot.
"I know, I know! Don't say anything" I slammed the boot closed and stomped off around the side of the car. "Step on it dad!" I said, as I sunk into the cushy seat. The heater was on full blast, and the heat mixed with the comfortable seat was making me extremely tired. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, I was jolted awake by Charlie stepping on the brake. "Jeez!" I gasped as I flew against my seatbelt.
"Sorry, honey. I hate traffic lights! So far we've had every single one. You're already 5 minutes late" Great. I started to think of a good excuse I could give the devil of a man when I arrived at school. The light turned green, and we turned onto the highway. "You have got to be joking" Charlie mumbled to himself. I squinted through the windshield at the huge truck that had placed itself all the way across the highway.
"What should I tell Mr. Brown, dad? Should I say that it started raining sheep? That a UFO came out of no-where and started zapping up all the pedestrians and I had to go out and save them? That elmo appeared out of that bush and I really wanted his autograph? Any of them would be more believable than this"
"Bells, tell him that we got stuck behind a group of cyclists. You can't prove that, but it's definitely more believable than your suggestions"
I nodded and glanced at the clock. It was now 7:10. The truck slowly turned its way around, and started heading in the right direction. "Go, Charlie, go!" Charlie sped up the highway, all the way to school.
"I'll see you this afternoon at normal time, dad" I got my things from the boot, not caring whether or not I was balanced, and ran through the glass doors into the music department. Once I got into the rehearsal room, I dropped everything on the floor and started to unpack my saxophone. With some luck, Mr Chapman won't notice I arrived late, and I could just slide in my place at the end.
"Glad you could join us Miss Swan". Crap. I took a deep breath before I blurted out, "I'm sorry Mr Brown! I got stuck behind a giant group of cyclists. And it was no ordinary group of cyclists! They were old, and they went really slow and took up the whole road. It wasn't possible for us to over-take them and – "
"Enough! Just unpack and get in your seat. You're holding up the whole band!"
I quickly got out my saxophone and got in my seat. I put my music on my music stand, and noticed a girl I'd never seen before. She had short black hair that stuck out in every direction, and a pixie-like face. She was small, but extremely beautiful. She had the whitest skin, too, even paler than my own. I'd never seen anyone as beautiful as her before, but there she was, gracefully holding her flute and smiling at me. The smile confused me. It was as if she knew something, or as if she knew me already. I smiled hesitantly back, feeling a little intimidated.
"Now, where were we, before we were interrupted with Bella's late arrival? That's right! Everyone, get out 'Baby Elephant Walk'" I groaned, that had to be the most embarrassing song ever made for a senior concert band to play.
The girl had captured my full interest. I didn't know such a girl could exist, and she smiled at me, so as we played, I tried to listen to her playing. It was very hard to miss, and I knew that she was new, because she made a big difference to the quality of sound. She was the best flute player I'd ever heard. She made this horrible song sound incredible. After we'd played through, I looked up at her, and I noticed she was looking back at me. This was weird. She was still smiling that knowing smile. This happened throughout the rehearsal, after every song, she'd smile at me. It finally came to the end of the rehearsal, and as I was packing up, I glanced up to notice that the girl was standing over me, watching me pack up.
"Hi" She smiled at me, "I'm Alice"
That's the end of my first chapter! Please tell me what you think! I'm new to this writing stuff, so I'd LOVE to hear what you think of my story! So far, I've written the first two chapters so you can get a taste of what my story is going to be like. Although, the main events haven't even started yet, so keep in mind it's going to get better! If i get enough reviews, I'll write more chapters! It's as simple as that! :)