BPOV
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So, basically, the year is 2008 and America is currently a Constitutional Monarchy…
(aka: It's ruled by a King and or a Queen)
Prince Edward sounds hot, right? goes to Forks High in Washington.
And so does Bella Swan. Let the drama begin.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight and its characters.
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Bella's POV
Ding-a-ling-a-ling!!
I groaned and tried to find the stupid alarm button. It would pay for going off at this time of the morning. I sighed. The alarm clock read 6:30. With a huge amount effort, I hauled myself out of bed and began my daily/boring routine.
Ever since I moved to Forks, life was dull and rainy. If I didn't have my best friends, Alice and Rosalie, I think I would've just moved back to live with my alcoholic mom. I climbed into my truck and started driving to Forks High.
I sighed, as soon as I get there, I would probably see Prince Edward and his new girlfriend. Every day you'd see him with another girl, on the school benches, practically getting it on. You would think that being the Crown Prince of America would make you act more civilized in public.
As soon as I parked my truck into the school parking lot, I received my daily greeting. Right on the school lawn, Melissa and Edward were rolling around, making out. What happened to Jamie? I thought they had something good since I saw them make out 2 days in a row. Typical Prince Edward. I wondered why King Carlisle would allow Edward to continue to be Prince, when he acted like a total man whore in public. I jogged up the stairs and into the entrance, trying to avoid the love birds. I slouched into the science class and sat down.
"HEY BELLA!" screamed Alice as soon as I entered the room. Her facial expression changed as soon as she saw my outfit. I saw nothing wrong with my dark blue tank top and snow-wash jeans. Alice was picky when it came to fashion.
"Alice, stop staring at my clothes as if it was dog crap." I said as I took out my books.
"But… if you would just let me choose your wardrobe, all the guys would be drooling on you!" she exclaimed, banging her tiny fists on my desk.
"Alice, I don't need a mini fashion assistant running around buying my clothes, I can manage on my own."I raised my hand as she was about to say something. Alice gave up and settled into her seat.
"Oh and by the way. Rosalie told me to pass on this message." She cleared her throat and prepared and pass on the message exactly how she was asked to.
"BELLA!! I WON THE COMPETITION!! THE ONE WITH THE PALACE TOUR WITH PRINCE EDWARD!! YOU HAVE TO COME WITH ALICE AND ME!" she screamed, miming Rosalie's voice perfectly. Everyone in the class room turned their heads in our direction. Almost every girl in this school wanted to win the competition. Now they would all kill me so they could go and meet the prince.
"Wow, she actually won? I guess I can come… but…" I whined.
"But what, Bella?" asked Alice, giving me a stare that would've shattered glass.
"That douche of a prince, Edward, is going to be there! I can't stand him! Every day you see him with another chick, he doesn't even care about them except for their bodies, and how the inside of their mouth feels like!" I explained and frowned.
"Who cares, Bella!? He's FI-NE!" She broke it down into two syllables. "Besides, didn't you always want to visit the royal place when you were little?"
"I guess, but still... "
"Pleaaaase Bella? It won't be fun without you!" She gave me those irresistible puppy dog eyes. "Plus, if you come, I won't diss your clothes… for ONE week!"
I thought about it. Alice not commenting on my clothes would be HEAVEN. I was going to tell Alice "yes" but Mr. Thomas walked into the class. The next hour was mostly spent on revising work, which to me, was a cinch. It was a little hard to concentrate when all the girls in the room were giving me the dagger eyes.
After class was done, Alice and I walked off to lunch and were once more greeted by the lovely sight of Prince Edward and his new kissing buddy, Chelsea. I wondered why Edward didn't get some weird form of mouth disease, since he went through girls like they were boxes of tissues.
Alice and I walked to our usual seat, where Rosalie, her boyfriend Emmett, and Jasper, Alice's boyfriend, sat waiting. I was often teased at lunch about how I had no boyfriend, and it was starting to get to me. I mean, how many reminders did I need? It wasn't my fault I was shy. But I had to admit, they suited each other like oreo's suited milk.
As if to confirm my thoughts, once we reached the table, they all started pashing. I let out a huge groan and muttered, "You guys, can you PLEASE not display PDA'S within a 100 mile radius of me?" They ignored me. I sighed and went to get some tacos for all of us, letting them have their moment.
I was about to grab my tacos in the line, when I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Hey Bella!!"
Besides Alice and Rosalie, Jacob was one of my good friends. When I'd first come to Forks High, he'd been the only guy that had decided that "So, you got a boyfriend yet" wasn't a good topic for a conversation. I smiled to myself. "Hey there, Jake, how ya going?"
"Good. You getting some tacoes for your PDA friends?" he snorted and grabbed a lunch tray.
"Yup. I'll see you round, ok?" I reached up on my tippy-toes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, before Emmett could come and check if I'd gotten his "daily food" yet.
When I got back to the table, Rosalie and Alice were chatting excitedly about tomorrow's palace tour and what they would wear. I rolled my eyes. Typical Alice and Rosalie. As soon as I plopped myself onto the benches, Alice and Rosalie started pounding my head with questions like "BELLA! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO WEAR?! CAN I PLEASE DO UR HAIR? PLEASEEE PLEASE PLEASE!" I gave a non-committal grunt, and began munching on my taco.
"Come ON BELLA, IF YOU LET ME DO UR HAIR AND CLOTHES TOMORROW, I WON'T DISS YOUR CLOTHES FOR TWO WEEKS! THERE. ONE MORE EXTRA WEEK OF 'NO CLOTHES DISSING'." I could see the pain it took for Alice to say this, so I decided "Why not? Except..."
"Okay Alice...But let's make that three weeks." I grinned evilly, and in an attempt to tempt her, I flicked my long, brown hair right in her face. Her small pixie-like facial features scrunched up, and I could see anger in her eyes. It scared me. It scared me silly.
"Isabella Marie Swan…You. Evil. Girl. 7 AM TOMORROW MORNING, MY HOUSE. NO LATER!" Before I could retort to the ridiculously early morning hours (I wasn't a morning person) she danced away to her next class. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
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