Thanks to Stephanie Meyer for her marvellous characters. I enjoy putting them in impossible situations.
Thanks Tawny, you are the best!
Chapter 1
Bella groaned and buried further beneath the blankets, trying to ignore the incessant ringing from her alarm. She dozed off as soon as it stopped ringing but on its second ring she finally threw off the covers and glared at the innocuous clock. Bella Swan hated Monday mornings more than Tom Sawyer. Feeling like the dark clouds hovering on the small town of Forks, she headed off to the bathroom to get ready.
As she rumbled along in her ancient red truck, she tried to down the thoughts of the upcoming day in the voice of Avril Lavigne. Angela was waiting for her in the parking lot and welcomed her with a smile which she forced herself to return.
"How was your weekend?" she asked.
"Same old," Bella replied. 'Charlie went fishing, I did the laundry and we had pizza for dinner because he insisted I have a day off."
"Predictable," Angela murmured. "Let's go into Port Angeles this weekend, it is bound to be better than staying in town."
Bella shrugged her shoulders, non-committal as always.
She often got the feeling that she was sleep walking through her life. Time seemed to move at a sluggish pace in their small town, trickling painfully like molasses. There was no excitement, no great joy, or even great sorrow. Life was plain, boring and staid. She wondered if there was ever a moment in people's life when they suddenly felt a light bulb go off in their heads saying 'Hey! This is what I want to do with my life!' She was plain, simple and had no ambition. She wondered if that made her a lesser individual, not having any specific direction to take her life in, nor having the drive to do so. At the end of it, she couldn't even bring herself to care about that.
She actually bumped into Angela when she stopped short.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked.
"Something's up," Angela replied.
Following the path of Angela's eyes, Bella saw the Barbie group huddled near the school entrance. It comprised of the four most stunning pieces of Forks female population- Tanya Denali, Kate and Irina Schwartz, the twins and Rosalie Hale. They were the quintessential American beauties, blonde, beautiful, and bitchy. They lived in a world entirely different than the one in which the likes of Bella and Angela lived.
Soon, Bella understood what had made Angela stop short. While always dressed like runway models, even Bella's fashion blind eyes could see the extra short skirts, the overtly displayed cleavages and more dramatic make-up the group wore.
"What's gotten into them?" Angela mused. "It's not like it the prom or something."
Before Bella could make a comment, their answer drove up in a shiny new Hummer, from which four of the most perfect human specimens ever created by God set foot on the hallowed grounds of Forks high school.
This will be a story with short chapters, but frequent updates. It will be slow to build, so I request your patience. Enjoy!