BPOV

Well. As usual, i look tired with bags under my eyes, and i smell of burnt cheese. Well i suppose thats what i get for saying yes to Renee when she asks for help IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT with baking. I couldn't turn her down though. She's been doing weird stuff ever since my dad Charlie left us.

Today is the first day of college. Ive been looking forward to it since last fall when i realised id get to spend more time with my dad one and only college is within walking distance of my dad and kerry's new flat. Oh i forgot to tell you. I have a new "step mom" and she just looovees kids.

"BELLA, get your butt in here! Your father is on the T.V!" This will be interesting. How does a policeman manage to get himself on T.V?

"Coming mom," I replied as i stuffed my burnt cheese and pickle pasta lunch into my bag, and grabbed my coffee in a plastic cup off the counter. I find it amazing that i can fit an extra set of clothes, books, a pencil case, and my lunch in one tiny bag.

I walked into the living room to see my mother leaning against the wall in histerics glaring at the T.V. It was a program about apes on the animal planet channel.

"There he is! Look! The resemblance is uncanny! Look he is even throwing poop at his wife, just like your father did and still does to me!" Her sense of humour becomes stranger everyday.

"...Very funny mom, apes cant get married, and its 8:32. Im going to be late. I'l be back at 6:30, I'm dropping by dads place straight after school" I thought i would make it out the door in time before she could say anything about my plans tonight but i was wrong.

"SO! Now HE gets to know about your day before i do?! i can remember not so long ago young lady, you hated his guts for walking out on us, and you were..."

"OK OK MOM! Sheesh get a grip! It doesn't matter who finds out first! Its going to be the same information! I promise to inform you of every little detail from when i fall over, to when i scratch my blinking head. HAPPY NOW?! "I instantly regretted my sarcastic tone as soon as i spoke. I hate being mean to mom. Especially after what she's been through.

"Dinner will be on the table by 7, don't be late" were her final words before she retired to the kitchen and closed the door behind her. I felt her pain as i shuddered in instant regret.

I walked over to my new car that my fathers friend son kindly assembled for me, and dumped my bag into the passenger seat. In only 7 minutes time, i would officially be a college girl.