Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction. Actually, this is the first thing I have ever wrote, so if it sucks, I apologize...I'll find a new hobby! I love reading other fanfictions and just wondered to myself if I could ever write one...now I'm giving it a try.
I sat in Biology class waiting for that last bell of the day to ring. Why? I wasn't sure, because the only place I was allowed to go was home and I didn't necessarily want to go home. It's probably just because I'm tired of holding still, my attention span is gone and I just want to get some sleep. I'm not like the other students, those students are carefree. They are allowed to go to games, dances and hang out after school. I envy them, how I long to not have any major responsibilities.
I live with my Dad, Charlie and my Stepmom, Sue. My Mother, Renee, well she comes and goes. My Dad says she's on drugs but I haven't seen her since I was a toddler. She calls from time to time and promises to come and visits, but never does. I have two younger siblings. Quil, who is 10 and Embry, who is 9. Both of them have beautiful brown skin and dark brown hair. Their mother, Sue is Native American, from the Quilote Tribe.
I also have dark brown hair, but my skin is pale. People often wonder why I do not resemble Quil or Embry, I usually just tell them I take after my Dad and they take after their Mom. I don't really like to tell people that I don't know my Mother.
*School Bell Rings*
Uh oh, here comes Jessica Stanley, she's been my friend since Kindergarten, but she doesn't really know why I don't hang out with her after school. "So, Bella, a couple of us are going to go hang out at La Push, do you want to come?" I hear her ask. "Hmmm, no, not today, Jess, you know Mr. Banner gave us a ton of homework to do and I really want to get started on it."
"Bella, you ALWAYS have homework, why don't you take a break, and hang out?" Jessica asks me innocently.
I just shrug, no need to explain to people, they won't understand, anyway. I start walking in the parking lot toward my Mustang. Yes, my parents bought me a Mustang, I think that is the only reason people talk to me this year at school. I'm not allowed to let anyone ride in the car, so I also get the reputation of a stuck up, smart, teenage girl. Really, that is not me at all. I'm severely shy and it's not like I can hang out with these people outside of school. I get good grades because I am hoping for a scholarship to get out of my house.
Why do I want to leave so bad? Well, in a nutshell, I might as well be Quil and Embry's mother. She doesn't seem to want to raise them. She doesn't take care of the house, that's all up to the kids. And if the chores are not done when she gets home from work, she will start yelling and slamming doors. My Dad, he's the Chief of Police here in Forks. He's a good guy, he works hard and works long hours, too. He's overprotective though and doesn't seem to trust people. I'm surprised he even sends me to school. He REALLY doesn't trust boys, I'm not allowed to go to dances or games because he "knows what boys want and knows what happens at those events".
I come home, I clean and make sure my brothers are taken care of. I cook dinner and then sit down to do homework. I reap no rewards, except that Mustang that I never asked for. I tell myself that I'm acting like an ungrateful brat and let myself into my house. I have two hours until Quil and Embry arrive home from school.
At 5:35pm, Sue walks in and barely mutters a word. It's almost as if we aren't even there. Dinner is served and Sue goes on to tell me that I forgot to put green peppers in the lasagna, she stands up and leaves the plate on the table and then proceeds to go back to her cell phone to chit chat to all her friends. I clean up after dinner and then help Quil and Embry with their homework. After that is done, Sue calls me downstairs.
"Bella? Bella? How many times do I have to tell you to pay attention when you do the dishes? Can you do nothing right? You know what, just do all the dishes in the house all over again. Bella, you are 17, no man will want you if you can't do a simple task."
My eyes start to tear, but I won't let her see me cry. She has done much worse than this, this is nothing. I simply does as she asks.
By the time 9pm rolls around, I haven't even started homework yet. I end up falling asleep, reading my history homework on the ugliest plaid couch known to the history of man. I don't know where my parent's get their furniture taste, but it's fucking awful.
"Bella, wake up, you fell asleep on the couch, again" I hear the voice say, it's Charlie, he must be home from work. I've tried to tell Charlie about Sue, but Sue plays innocent. She tells Charlie I talk back to her when he's not home and since I'm a teenager, he believes her word over my own.
I get up and walk up the stairs to my small room, where I fall asleep exhausted, knowing tomorrow will be the same as today.
Author's notes: This was just a look at Bella's home life. This story will not center around her home life at all, I just wanted to let the readers see Bella's homelife because there won't be much mentioning of it later in the story. Maybe a glimpse here and there.
