Innocence? It Means Nothing...She's melting She's melting Oh! oh! oh! she licked me like I'm ice cream...I groaned groggily, my arm flailing from out of the depth of my warm bed, trying to shut my alarm off. After a few more seconds of searching helplessly without moving my head from under the covers, I gave up on any hope of being able to shut the alarm off without raising my head from beneath the warmness, and if I raised my head I would then become cold and would have to get up.
I rolled, yes I literally rolled, out of bed hitting the floor with a loud smack, luckily for me my Father Cheif Swan goes into work extremly early on the weekdays so he wouldn't be able to question me about the noise.
I lay still for a few moments, my chest heaving up and down, I rolled back onto my stomach, rubbing my back before lifting myself up off the floor. I slowly dragged myself along to the one bathroom that was in my fathers small house, it wasn't the best situation at times but, hey what are we supposed to do.
I shivered as my feet came in contact with the ice cold tile floor, hop skipping my way onto the bath matt as quickly as I could, rubbing my arms slightly trying to warm up, after finally realising I was getting no where fast, I turned on the shower and waited, not so paitently, for it to warm up. Quickly mooving between one foot to the other, I caught a glance of myself in the floor length mirror that was placed oppsite the shower, I have honestly no idea why my father decided that was a good place to keep a mirror. But that's besides the point, I scowled at my reflection in the mirror, I grabbed my arm forcefully scowling at the amount of fat that I could grab, then the other hand grabbing at my stomach, pulling at the little skin that was there, I scowled again, I still wasn't thin enough.
By the time I had finished my morning inspection of my body the shower and warmed up. I quickly slid out of my red and white check print pyjama shorts, leaving them on a heap just to the side of the shower, shortly after followed my white tank top.
Jumping into the shower quickly, letting the water slide down my body relaxing my stiff muscles. I ran my fingers through my hair, making sure that every single part was saturated with water. I blindly reached out patting until I could find my scented shampoo. Flipping open the cap I squirted a dollop of the sweet smelling liquid into my hand, seperating it between the two I started rubbing it into my scalp, the sweet smell of apple and cinnamon, filling the shower, the beauty of this shampoo apart from the delecious smell is the fact it keeps my hair from frizzing in the wet and damp weather of Forks Washington.
Rinsing my hair so all the shampoo was out I quickly repeated the process, before grabbing the matching conidtioner with the exact same scent. I squeezed out a blob about the size of a a small circle before running it through my tangles, making sure to cover every end. Whilst waiting the few minutes that the conditioner had to be in my hair for, I decided to use the time wisely and scrub at my body and shaving the part that needed to be shaved the most.
The four minutes passed by quicker than I had expected so I washed the conditioner out of my hair, running my fingers through it to make sure to get all the knots out, then to make sure I had gotten all the knots and conditioner out I ran the little plastic toothed comb that was located next to the sponges and flannels through my long hair.
Turning the water off I quickly jumped out the shower slipping slightly on my way, I grabbed the big black bath towel wrapping it around my frame before grabbing the slightly small towel, flipping my head over I used the towel to make a turban. I made my way to my room, dying my body as I went.
By the time I reached my room I was completely dry apart from my hair. I walked into my closet, it inst a walk in closet, but I have so little clothes that I can actually walk into it. I grabbed my favourite pair of skinny jeans, they were so black that in some lighting they appeared to be blue. I pulled out a thinly strapped white top to go with it. I walked with my chosen out fit towards the chest of draws next to my vanity, I threw my clothes onto my bed, before opening up one of the draws rumaging through the countless thongs and bras. In the end I finally chose a light blue matching set, luckily for me the top I had chosen out was rather thick despite the look, so it wouldn't show the colour of my bra through it.
I quickly slid on the undergarments of choise before walking over to the vanity, making sure my silver metal backcombing comb was there, my bed head hair spray and my GHD's were all set up in line, I plugged in my GHD's switching them on at the same time. While I waited for the straightners too heat up, I started to seperate my layers, cliping them up with a plastic clip.
Just as I finished doing that my straightners made the odd little beeping noise they do to let you know that they have finally warmed up.
I didn't waste any time before starting to straighten, thankfully for me after all these years of doing this, I have finally perfected the technique that is straightening your hair fastly. Once I had finished straightening all my layers I set to work on my massive fringe, this was always the hardest part for me, as if you don't do it exactly right then you have to re- wash it and dry it. Luckily enough for me I got it right the first time.
I grabbed the massive can of 'Bed Head HairSpray' and sprayed so much of it all on and around my head that there was a cloak of fog around me for time. Once the hairspray fog had subsided I grabbed my metal comb and started to tease at my layers, I continued to tease until all my the top layers had been teased to perfection, leaving my bottom layer straight and long. I walked over to my single bed smiling slightly as I went, I grabbed the black/blue skinny jeans and started to fight my way into them, after about five minutes of struggling to get them all the way up I manged to do up the button, then grabbing my top I slipped it over my head making sure not to ruing my teased hair, which at the current moment in time was still a mess.
I then walked back to my vanity, bending forward slightly making sure I could see all of my head and hair. I grabbed my comb again, brushing it so that it was smooth looking but massive, your typical 'emo' style as my best friend loved to call it. I then grabbed my black and blue bow and clipped it onto my fringe to hold it in place. I smiled at myself in the mirror, thinking to myself
'Now all is left is the make-up.'
I grabbed my dream whipped foundation, running my index finger around the centre towards the outer rim, collecting more than enough foundation. I dabbed my finger against the centre of my eyebrows, the centre of my chin, forehead, and then a blob on each cheek. I started smoothing it out, so that all of my face was covered in the miracle cream (including my eyelids and part of my neck). Next I had to do the eyeliner, I taking my eyeliner into my hand (removing the lid first of course) I started to frame my chocolate brown eyes thickly with the liner, but not too over the top so that I looked like a racoon gone wrong.
Finally I was done, I smiled at myself in the mirror, before almost skipping my way down the stairs into the hallway. I slipped on an amazing pair of high heels, about six inches heigh, but that wasn't the amazing part of them, they were black and white from afar but once you were up close you could see the heel/sole part of the shoe were painted like piano keys.
Grabbing my bag I walked out of the house and too my faded orangey red rusted truck, yeah it might be old but I still love it to absoulte pieces. Shakily climbing into the drivers seat I started the engine before making the fifth-teen minute drive to Forks HighSchool. I clicked on my iPod which was connected to the mobile docking station in my truck, as when these were origanlly made, they never though of putting a radio in the car. I clicked on 'School Playlist' and then shuffle then a second later Blood On The Dance Floor's 'Miss Bipola' filled the small space of the cab of my truck.
Not long after the song started, and finished then another and so on and on until I got to the school, did the grey clouds start to vanish. Which is extremly odd for Forks, you very oddly see the blue sky.
I quickly parked my car into one of the spaces, I took a few deep breats before I got out, preparing myself for the abuse which would soon to come.
As if on que not long after I opened my door did people start to shout things along the lines of:
"EMO!" "GO KILL YOUR SELF YOU DEPRESSED FREAK!"
I think you get the picture, but I brushed it off and walked over to my best friend Alice Brandon, a short bubbly little thing, people often thought we were an odd match considering the style difference.
"Hey Al," I said smiling slightly at the grimace she gave my outfit.
"For The Love That Is Fashion, Bella what on earth do you think your wearing?" She said scowling at me.
"Errm...clothes?" I said raising one of my eyebrows at her.
"If you can even call it that." She said still grimacing, but she weaved her arm with mine non the less, her face suddenly lit up as she spotted her boyfriend Jasper come into park.
I laughed slightly at her.
"Close your mouth or you'll catch flies," I whispered into her ear, causing her to slap me playfully.
She licked her lips as Jasper started to walk towards us, in a matter of seconds he was before her and kissing her forcefully, causing her to moan into the kiss.
I slapped Jasper upside the head, he gave me a look which read 'What The Actual Hell Bella.'
In reply to his un-said question, I replied, "You were getting her panites, all wet and such and shes currently attached to my arm, it was getting rather awkward as you can imagine."
The last statement caused Alice to break into a fit of high pitched giggles. Then the loud beep of the school bell rang out.
"C'mon Jazzy and Bella, we don't want to be late to class on the new day of semester.." she said both dragging a groaning Jasper and an irratated me, you swear she was on crack or something she was always so damn perky.
Suddenly someone walked not so gently or polietly into me.
"Hey watch were your walking emo child!" Exclaimed the not so happy voice of the one and only Edward Cullen.
"Oi Butt-Crack you were the one who walked into me," I replied calmly.
"Pfft, whatever." He said as he stormed away.
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So that was chapter One what do you think of it? this is my first human fic so please tell me if anything is wrong,
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Rawrr (ME!) :D