Ok this is my second story that i have started and my first Twilight one please be nice hope you like it! :D
New Places
"Bella get your butt down those stairs now! We're going to miss the plane!" I groaned and thumped my pillow. Stupid plane. I hate moving as it is but to Forks! Urgh! Charlie had to get a job at the Police station. Stupid Police station. I hate having to get a new job at the local garage or night club each time we moved. I fix up cars, don't be surprised. There is a lot more then meets the eye with me. I'm as clumsy as hell, except when I do any sports. I think it's because I'm not really concentrating on what I'm going.
I love to dance, it's my passion. I feel free and careless when I do dance. No one knows that though. Not ballet either. I do hip pop and street dance. If Charlie knew that some of the night clubs he had to evacuate, I was actually there, then he would flip. I also work as a DJ at some of the clubs. I love soccer, and baseball as well, and that's what Charlie thinks I want to do, play soccer and baseball. Charlie wants me to go back into gymnastics, I did it when I was younger and I got to Olympic level but quite just before I got there. I just got bored of doing the same things over and over. But honestly I want to dance like hell, I'd give anything to be able to dance freely.
"Bella get your head out of the clouds and hurry up!" I splashed water over my face. I brushed through my shoulder length brown hair and tied it up. It's actually straight today, I preferred it that way. My short fringe framed my heart shaped face perfectly and goes down at an angle. I got changed into my green combats and white tank top. Where did I put my cap. I looked under my rucksack, there. I threaded my ponytail threw the whole at the back. I slung my rucksack over my shoulder, and grabbed my black jacket. (i will try and put links on my profile. let me know if they work)
"Bella this…" Charlie trailed off as I came down the stairs.
"Happy now?" I asked sarcastically as I walked out the front door to the car. I hated how Charlie wanted me to be his perfect daughter. I'll admit that we don't talk much but, when ever we do he will always say how proud he was of me and that I wasn't one of those people who hangs out on the streets dancing. He was glad that I did gymnastics instead and went to school. I love my secret life, well it's not that secret. I'm known as 'Echo' in clubs and on the streets. It's a weird name to come up with but it's one that a lot of people talk about. I've heard rumors of 'Echo' about how great she is and no one really knew anything about her. Anybody who's anybody has defiantly heard about 'Echo'. Most people in the clubs try and get me to work there, I've even been asked for an autograph before as well as a picture taken with someone. Everyone wonders where I'll show up next. I like to move around a lot so I don't get caught. I wouldn't want to upset Charlie's perfect daughter image if everyone knew who I really was I would be screwed. I rolled my eyes, only if he knew.
"Where's your passport Bells?" Charlie asked me at the luggage weigh in. God that ride went quick. Lets just hope the plane rides as quick.
That was the longest plane ride I have ever been on! That took forever! My new house isn't huge, in fact I would like it to be a bit bigger but it has a garage so I'm not complaining. Too much. I'm leaving this place tomorrow to start a sports college in Seattle. I'm sharing a room with two other girls on site. Hopefully they won't be care about me, what I do or wear. At the college I get to chose two sports to study, I've chosen baseball and soccer. Charlie was practically begging me to do gymnastics though. I'll walk into one of their lessons and show them how it's done.
"Don't worry about unpacking Bells." Charlie said as we walked into the house.
"Wasn't going to." I said back. I dumped my rucksack on the floor and looked round. The sofa's faded orange with a coffee table in front. The TV's pushed in the far corner next to a small fireplace. I moved into a small kitchen, there's a fridge, oven and sink. The counters are all to the right and the sink is under the window. There's a small round table at the far end of the room. I sighed.
"Go check out your room Bells. I'll grab the last of the bags." Charlie told me as he walked out. I basically stomped up the stairs. The one bathroom is at the back of the house, Charlie's room is next to it and mine next to Charlie's. There's nothing special in here, a single bed and desk on the side.
At least I wouldn't be here too long. I love Charlie and all but I like my own space. I moved over to my bed and collapsed, hood up and cap on. I listened to Charlie moving things downstairs. Soon I was drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
I woke up to the sound of the smoke alarm downstairs. Great what's Charlie burnt now? I ran down the stairs, not tripping for once.
"Ch-Dad, what are you doing?" I asked as I walked over to the frying pan that was left on the hob. I don't even know what kind of food it is, it's to black to tell.
"What I do wrong Bells?" Charlie asked as he got off of the sofa. "I was cooking breakfast."
"More like killing breakfast." I muttered under my breath. "What was it you were cooking?" I asked as I put the food in the trash.
"Bacon." Charlie asked confused.
"Moving it helps." I explained sarcastically. "How the hell are you gonna survive without me?" I groaned.
"Have faith in your old man Bells."
"Ya can't even cook breakfast. Let alone a dinner. Ya gonna order takeout every night." I asked.
"Well not every night." Charlie said unsure. I shook my head. "Did you sleep in that Bells?" shoot I forgot to get changed.
"Oh well." I said as I pulled out some fresh bacon out of the fridge. Charlie went shopping, the fridge is filled with mostly microwave meals.
I cooked breakfast despite Charlie's protests. I just wanted to get into college all ready. God I did not just say that. I wanna get out of here Charlie's rubbing off on me.
"Bells it's nearly ten you better get going." Charlie said to me as I washed up the plates.
"I would've been ready if someone didn't burn the bacon." I mumbled. I looked down at myself, this would be alright to wear for now. I ran upstairs, tripping once, and took an extremely quick shower. I ran into my room and put on my white sports bra and black skater shorts. I chucked on my baggy jeans and black hoodie. I grabbed my black cap and ran downstairs. Charlie's waiting by the front door looking bored. I picked up my rucksack and bag. I walked to the car. (Clothes links on profile)
The car ride was awkward with Charlie. I put my iPod on after five minutes. I'm saving up for an orange Lamborghini Gallardo, convertible. It's a lot of money but it's one hell of a nice car. I spent the rest of the journey thinking about where I should work. A family friend is a DJ at a club called Scarlet, it's not far from the college either. He goes by DJake, but he's really Jake. The owner is called Aro, I might be able to get Jake to put a word in for me. Most club owners want proof that I am Echo before they think about hiring me. I think I will try and get a job at Scarlet's. I'll do that tomorrow, or tonight. I thought with a smile.
The buildings of Seattle are starting to come into view. Yes! No more risks of getting caught by Charlie. We turned down a road and onto the college grounds. The first thing I noticed was the huge baseball field! I practically jumped in my seat. The college itself is huge. The front entrance is packed with new students. Some unloading bags others throwing a ball around. I'm gonna love it here! Charlie pulled up near the entrance.
"Well Bells this is it." he said as he got out. Please don't cry on me. I climbed out of the car and walked round to the trunk. I pulled out my bag. Charlie walked over to me and stood there unsure of what to do.
"So, um, Dad I'm gonna miss ya. If ya need anything while I'm here just give me a call." what a stupid way to say bye Bella! I cursed myself.
"Yes I will, just stay out of trouble Bells." he gave me an awkward hug. I patted his back then pulled away.
"Always do dad." I said as he climbed back into the car. He pulled out of the car park well fought his way out. I stood there until I couldn't see the car anymore. I sighed.
Freedom!
I click the next song on my iPod. In Too Deep by Sum41, how convenient. I slung my rucksack over my shoulder and grabbed my bag off the floor. I made my way to the front office. There's a plump red haired lady sitting behind the desk.
"Um, hey I'm Bella Swan. Can I have room key please." I asked, she grunted and wheeled over to a cabinet filled with keys, too lazy to walk there.
"What room number?" she asked not looking my way.
"162." I answered. She pulled out a key with a light green case around it. She placed the key in my hand along with two sheets of paper.
"Cheers." I turned round and walked over to a chair. One of the sheets was directions to my room and the other is my timetable.
I follow the instructions on the paper and I still get lost! I looked round to see if there's anyone who can help. I see two guys coming out of their own room.
"Yo!" I shout. They turned in my direction. I walked over to them. One of them has bright brown eyes and blonde hair, with an average build. The other guy is huge! I swear he's a bodyguard or something. He has huge muscles, short dark brown hair and light blue eyes.
"Hey man. What's up?" the huge one asked. I rolled my eyes, if they think I'm a guy this would be interesting.
"Do ya know where room 162 is? I'm totally lost man." they both looked a little confused.
"Dude that's a girls room. Why ya goin' there?" the huge one asked.
"Dude I'm a girl." the huge one looked shocked while the blonde one laughed. "Whatever. I'm Bella and I'm lost. Can ya help me or not?"
"Yeah, go upstairs over there and take a left. I'm Jasper and this oaf is Emmet."
"Hey, cheers man. I'll see ya round." I said as I walked passed a still shocked Emmet. I shook my head and laughed.
"See ya." I heard Jasper call after me.
"Dude she can't be a girl." I heard Emmet say.
"Why not?" Jasper asked confused.
"She ain't like any other girl I've ever seen man." I turned up the stairs cutting off the rest of their conversation. I took a left at the top of the stairs and sure enough there's 162. I put the key in the lock and opened the door. I moved through the door quickly hoping I wouldn't meet anyone in here. Then I heard a scream behind me. I turned round in shock and screamed myself.
There's a pixie with seven pink suitcases on the floor placed around a bed in the corner. She's tiny, has short black hair spiked in every direction. She's wearing a short black dress with heeled boots on. She stopped screaming, looked my up and down and screamed again.
"What the hell are you wearing?!" she shouted. A blonde haired model walked out of a room the opposite side to the bed were the pixie is. She screamed. What is it with these people?
"Oh My God! What is he doing in our room?!" she stalked over to my.
"Wow! Wow! Back up a sec! I. Am. A. Girl." I said as calm as I could manage. The model looked just as shocked as Emmet did. The pixie then came storming over to me, she stopped in front of me with her hands on her hips.
"What the hell are you wearing?!" she shouted again. I looked over myself then the pixie again, then the model. Who is also wearing a dress but it's red with matching heels.
"I'm wearing clothes?" I told her cautiously incase I said the wrong thing.
"Those aren't clothes! And why are you wearing a hat it's not even sunny?" she asked me, calmly.
"'Cus I wanna?" she didn't look happy at all. For a pixie she isn't that nice. " And it's a cap not a hat." I told her as I took my hood down. The model looked behind my head at my hair. "What are you looking at?"
"Making sure you're a girl." she said harshly. I looked round to see the only spare bed to the left of me, next to the bathroom wall.
"So is that my bed?" I asked trying to lighten the mood.
"Yes it is. Hope you don't mind but you did get here last." the pixie said.
"That's fine by me. Um I'm Bella by the way." I told them as I chucked my bags on the bed. There's a stack of draws next to my bed and a bedside table. I looked round the rest of the room. The pixie's bed is next to one of the windows with a bedside table and wardrobe. The bathroom door to the left of it. The model's bed is along side the pixie's with another wardrobe. Next to the model's bed there's a door which leads to a kitchen, I think. Opposite my bed there's a small red sofa with a TV in front, there's also a bookshelf by the TV with a small table, that has a computer on it. I could live with this.
"I'm Alice and this is Rosalie." the pixie explained. She looked at my bags. "Is that all you've brought?"
"Yeah. I don't live far from here so I'll go back soon and get some more of my stuff." I told her not that there was much more to bring down here.
"Oh. Where do you live?" Alice piped up.
"Me and my dad, Charlie, just moved up to Forks. But we've moved around a lot." I half explained. "Where do you guys live?"
"We live with our foster parents, Carlisle and Esme, with our foster brothers, Jasper, Emmet and Edward. We live…"
"Wait Jasper and Emmet? As in the ones downstairs?" I cut her off.
"Yeah have you met them?" Alice asked excitedly whilst going back to unpacking.
"Well not really, I asked them for directions and Emmet thought I was a guy." I glanced at Rosalie and smiled. "He was just like you really. Jasper just laughed at him though."
"Anyway we live with them in Portland. Carlisle is a doctor at the local hospital and Esme does house design. Jasper's my boyfriend and Emmet's Rosalie's boyfriend. We've been all over really." Alice explained.
"What did you guys come here to study?" I asked as I sat on my bed watching Alice and Rosalie unpack.
"We both came here for the gymnastics and ballet. The guys came here for soccer, baseball and football. I know every move in gymnastics but I just can't do them all yet." Alice said a little disappointed in herself.
"Hey don't be so hard on yourself. It took me years at understand some of those moves let alone do them." Alice looked a little confused. Rosalie just looked up and shrugged. "What?"
"Are you studying gymnastics to?" Alice asked me excitedly.
"No, I'm studying soccer and baseball. But I got to Olympic standard in gymnastics when I was eleven." Alice's jaw hit the floor and Rosalie dropped the top she had in her hand.
"Your not Bella Swan are you?" Rosalie asked me.
"Bella Swan at your service." I said bowing my head.
"NO…"
"WAY!" Alice finished. They looked at each other the squealed. I covered my ears. What is it with these girls and screaming?
"I can't believe it. The Bella Swan. Eleven year old gymnast superstar, quits at the top of her game." Alice said as if she was a news reporter, microphone included. "That's you?" she asked going back to her normal voice.
"That's me." I shrugged.
"I've got so may questions! Why did you quit? Why aren't you studying gymnastics here? Are you ever doing to go back to it? When…" the rest of Alice's voice was to muffled by Rosalie's hand to hear.
"Alice take a breath." Rosalie said calmly. I saw Alice's lungs expand and contract a few times before Rosalie moved her hand away.
"To answer your questions. I quit because I was bored with the stuff they were making me do. I'm not studying gymnastics here because I already know everything and I don't want to repeat it and I doubt I will ever go back to it. Unless someone needs my help or I think about teaching it. As for your last question I didn't hear it." I smiled and turned to my bags ready to unpack.
"I have the best idea ever!" I heard Alice say.
"What?" I asked.
"Do you know Lauren and Jessica?"
"No?"
"Good you don't want to." Rosalie informed me. I chuckled.
"Well they think they know everything about gymnastics and they go on about you all the time. Saying they've met you and that you trained them."
"Bang went that idea." I mumbled.
"Do you think you would be able to come to the gym at some point and show them how bad they actually are? Like and show off in front of them? And maybe teach us a few tricks?" Alice added quickly.
"Yeah sure." I sighed. I didn't really want to but if it was putting two people back in their place I would do anything to see their faces.
"I don't think that will work Alice."
"Trust me it will. I've got a good feeling about this." Alice said with another squeal. I laughed.
"Lets get started." Rosalie said rubbing her hands together. I laughed again.
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