DISCLAIMER: I don't own crud. Just so you know that. :D But I do wish that I owned Edward Cullen. Wait, never mind, he belongs to Bella. :D
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oh wow you guys, thanks for all those reviews, I'd never expected that much. And here are answers to some of you guy's questions.
IAmAHumanBeing- Umm, I think Bella's going to explain a few things later on about the whole "mermaid diet". But for sure this question shall be answered later on in the story.
Goddessa39- No, truthfully I didn't get the idea from a past story, but I got the idea right after I watched "The Little Mermaid". Then I sort of tried to look for some BxE mermaid stories, and I found a decent few, but then I decided to just create my own, since I barely see any cute vampire/mermaid action. Haha.
Well, I guess that's all the questions needed to be answered for now. Thank you all for being tolerant of the first chapter and reviewing! Now you all deserve a new chapter. :D
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Fish Scales & Marble
CHAPTER ONE: Blue & Gold
"Bella, dear!" A manly/feminine-ish voice boomed from downstairs, "Breakfast is ready, darling!"
With a loud groan, Bella reluctantly opened her eyes and rolled out of bed. The mahogany haired beauty walked across the cold, hardwood floor and down the stairs, onto the even cooler tiled kitchen. She then plopped herself onto one of the two chairs next to the small dining table. Before Bella and Phil arrived in Forks, Phil went house surfing on the net back at their former home in Canada. The two were debating over having a large house with a jacuzzi and home theatre (Phil) and the other a small, one story house cozy enough for two people (Bella). Once the feud was finished, the two finally settled for a decent sized two story house with two bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms, and an office. It didn't really have what Phil wanted, but whatever made Bella happy, Phil would give, just for his only daughter.
"Good morning darling!" The oh-so-cheerful Phil with his short, choppy dark brown locks sticking up in every direction said as he looked over his shoulder to see Bella sitting a few feet away from him.
"Morning, Phil." Bella smiled at his enthusiasm for Bella's first day of a new school.
"I've made your favorite," Phil turned off the stove and poured the food from the pan into a white, porcelain plate, "seaweed and algae salad."
Once Phil placed the dish on her table, Bella immediately stuffed her mouth with all the condiments on the plate she could eat and chugged it down. Phil chuckled and took his seat accross from Bella.
"So today is your first day..." Phil lowered his voice.
"I know, time really does pass by," Bella drank her cup of water beside her, taking big gulps, " now here I start school again. What will this be? My 19th graduation and first day of a new school?"
"Well be proud of yourself, Bella, not many people get to start high school," Phil sighed, but not dropping his cheerful expression, "I mean, it actually is the easiest connection to finding the perfect man..."
"Oh, shut up, Phil!" Bella threw a left over piece of seaweed at Phil who squeaked in surprise, "You would say that!"
"Well, I'm just trying to state the truth!" Phil chuckled which soon ended up into fits of laughter.
Bella then joined in the laughter, laughing until her sides cramped up, "Okay, okay! No more. I have around 2 hours to get to...2 HOURS?!"
"What's so surprising?" Phil looked at Bella with a big grin plastered on his face.
"Phil," Bella whined, "you woke me up an hour and thirty minutes earlier than on schedule!"
Phil just shrugged his shoulders, grabbed Bella's plate and cup, and placed them in the sink, "Just to help you."
"Oh...Be quiet Phil!" Bella stood up from her seat and walked to the sink to help wash the dishes.
"Well, it does give you time to shower..." Phil chuckled and smiled.
"You've been telling me that for the past 97 years now, Phil," Bella giggled, "but you already know that mermaids are always hygienically clean, no matter."
"But it's actually nice to try and be human every once in a while." He placed the dishes on the dish rack for it to dry.
Once Bella finished washing the dishes, she flicked her hands to dry them, ripped a sheet of paper towel from the roll, and wiped her hands, throwing the used paper into the trash can once her hands were dry, "True...But there's no point in taking a shower. I mean, it's just like a fish taking a bath in water!"
"Well, it's good for the facade," Phil wiped the counter and grinned, "sort of makes you seem realistic. And more natural!"
"Whatever," Bella rolled her eyes before she headed towards the staircase, "Mr. Takes-a-shower-just-to-make-his-hair-soft-and-blow dries-afterwards."
"But it's true!" Phil yelled from behind her.
....
About a half-an-hour later, Bella hopped off the last step of the staircase and walked towards the white, walnut front door. Before Bella was able to twist open the knob to the front door, a voice scolded from behind her, "You are not going out in just that, are you?"
Bella turned around and looked down at her jacket-less outfit, "It's fine to me. Besides, I'm not even cold. You know how mermaids are immune to the cold."
"Well, humans aren't! I don't think they would go jacketless in 30 degree weather outside..." Phil cocked his perfectly shaped eyebrow.
"Oh! It's that cold outside," Bella responded dumbly, "well, duh! Tell me beforehand next time!"
With that Bella scurried upstairs into her room to grab a jacket that would match her outfit. Bella's outfit consisted of tall, brown Ugg boots; dark washed jeans; a long sleeved white v-neck; a brown belt just below it; now a red, black, and white plaid jacket; and around her neck was a black scarf and seashell pendant Phil gave to her many years ago. (AN: Outfit on my page, I'm sorry, I suck at describing outfits!) When Bella emerged from her room and walked down the staircase, she found Phil waiting for her by the door, most likely waiting for her to do a final outfit check.
"There we go! That's more like it." Phil smiled, twisted the front door knob, and opened the door, "Do you have your backpack and everything in the truck?"
"Yup." Bella nodded her head once she jumped off the last two steps of the staircase.
"Okay, now give me a hug!" Phil stretched his arms outward, awaiting his good bye hug from Bella.
Bella ran to Phil to give him a big hug, "There's really no need to dress up, there's not really anybody there anyways. Just the same people over and over again, I mean, this school is smaller than the last!"
"But who knows Bella, things can just pop out of nowhere," Phil let go of Bella and kissed her on the forehead before she stepped out of the door and walked towards her red, beat up truck, "now go and have fun on your 19th first day of high school! Behave, darling!"
"Bye Phil!" Bella blew a kiss to Phil and he just chuckled and lightly closed the door.
'That man spoils me too much.'
Bella sighed and unlocked the door to her driver's seat.
'He's just too much for me.'
She chuckled at her thought as she climbed into the truck and closed the door as lightly as possible, paranoid the truck might fall apart if she were to slam the door.
'But I'm glad that he found me.'
Bella smiled and twisted her key in the ignition, forcing the old, beat up truck to make a roaring sound that could wake up the whole neighborhood. Although Phil spoils Bella a bit too much than necessary, Bella refused to have a new, beautiful car and chose to have Phil's beat up truck from years ago. While Bella was driving, she glanced at the small, newly added digital clock, seeing that she had a few minutes until school started. As Bella drove into the school parking lot, she saw all the student's gazes on her and her truck as she parked near a tree. Bella turned off the engine, twisted the key out of the ignition, grabbed her white backpack, and hopped off and out of her truck, carefully closing and locking the door. She looked around the tiny parking lot to see that she wasn't too left out seeing that there were other tarnished and over-used cars. (AN: Remember! Bella got to school before the Cullens!)
The young mermaid/human walked up the path into her school, heading towards the office to recieve her schedule. As she walked into the double doors of the school, she overheard a group of girls gossiping.
"I sooo have a feeling that Edward Cullen is going to ask me out this year," A blonde haired, plastic looking girl bragged, "either that or his other two brothers are going to leave their girlfriends for me. I mean, have you guys ever looked at me? You would have to admit that my boobs did grow over summer."
Bella tried to suppress a laugh as she passed by them, in order for her to do so, she bit and chew on her rosy pink lip.
'Wow, I never knew that Paris Hilton would live in a place like this.'
She rolled her eyes in amusement and opened the door to the office, seeing a cute, tiny, elderly lady in the front with a wide smile on her face.
"Hello there! Good morning!" The lady smiled and gazed at Bella.
"Oh, hi!" Bella smiled back and waved, "I'm Isabella Swan, and I'm new here. I came here to recieve my schedule."
The lady grinned even wider, "Oh you must be the 'Isabella' everybody in the faculty was talking about!"
Bella's eyes widened in shock, but she quickly regained her composure, "I guess."
"Well," the lady looked through a basket filled with organized papers, seperated by tabs, taking out two pieces of paper out of the few, "here's your schedule, and there's your map of the school, which you probably won't really need all too much."
Bella smiled and nodded a 'Thank You' before she stepped out of the heated, cramped office. She stared at her schedule and walked forward, searching for her first class.
'So what's my first period...
English with Ms. Burns. Room 304.'
As Bella turned left into a corridor, she found her class, and stumbled a few times before reaching the door.
'Ughh! Several years of practice and I still can't seem to walk with my feet!'
Bella turned the knob into the classroom and found a young looking woman with long, flaming, red hair sitting behind the wooden desk, which was placed in front of the white board, and right in the center of the small room.
"Hello," the woman said icily, "Isabella Swan?"
"Bella, please call me Bella." Bella glanced into the classroom and found three other students waiting for school to start as well, two of them perched on their desk sleeping. She walked through the aisles of desks and took a seat next to a kind looking girl with light brown hair.
"Hi, I'm Angela." The good samaritan-looking girl greeted.
"Hi! I'm Bella, as you've probably heard." Bella smiled and placed her bag on her small lap.
Angela nodded her head, "Yeah, I've head a lot about you. It's not so hard to catch on to gossip in a small town like Forks."
Bella let out a small chuckle, "Yeah."
As students started to file in, group by group or one by one, Bella couldn't help but stare at a small, dark haired, pixie like girl that walked in. Grace in every step, she took a seat two seats in front of Bella. Once class started, Ms. Burns stood up in front of the class and yelled to calm everybody down. Everybody in the room flinched or jumped from the abrupt but loud sound.
"Class. Welcome to a new school year, yada yada yada. I hope you have fun as juniors," she sighed and rolled her eyes, "okay, well we have a new student to this school, which is very rare. Isabella, stand up and present yourself."
Bella winced at how harsh and in a rush Ms. Burns is, and stood up from her seat. She saw that the whole class turned their bodies around to look at her, forcing the poor girl to blush.
She sighed and started, "Well, I'm Isabella Swan, please call me Bella, I lived in Halifax, Canada before I came here, but I was born in Cape Elizabeth, Maine."
'Well, Cape Elizabeth was where I was technically born...
as a mermaid.'
"Okay, good, now sit." Ms. Burns rolled her eyes again and grabbed a stack of papers from her desk, passing it out row by row, "Now these are your syllabus', get them signed by tomorrow, if you don't, automatic 'F' in the class. Got it? Okay, now free period, but the maximum voice level is of a whisper."
The red headed teacher sat on her desk and continued drinking her coffee, she then opened a novel and read it.
'This is going to be a long year in English...' Bella sighed and turned her body to face Angela.
"Is she always like this?" Bella whispered softly to Angela.
"Yep. She always tries to find ways to get us off of her shoulders," Angela whispered back, "making her give us horrible test results, since she's so careless with grading our school work."
"Then why did she choose to be a teacher?" Bella cocked her head to the side in confusion.
"Nobody knows why, I guess that's just how English teachers are." Angela turned her head to Ms. Burns.
When Bella turned her head forward, she saw the same pixie like girl staring at her with her big, golden eyes. Once caught, the pixie immediately faced her head forward, the dark spikes on her hair bouncing from the swift movement.
After a long hour, the bell finally rang and everybody rose up and stretched from their seats. Bella grabbed her thin, light-weighted, white backpack from her desk and hung it on one shoulder, waiting for everybody sitting in her row to file out. As she walked down the row, she stared at her feet, soon seeing another pair of designer clad feet facing her's. Bella slowly lifted her head up to see the dark-haired, golden eyed pixie facing her with a big smile on her face.
"Hi, I'm Alice!" She greeted, immediately embracing her, shocking Bella, "And you must be Bella!"
Bella chuckled and nervously shifted her weight, "Who doesn't know that by now?"
"Oh, I'm sorry I was making you nervous!" Alice giggled, "How about I walk you to your next class?"
"Oh, um, sure." Bella permitted and proceeded walking out of the classroom with Alice, "I have...Trig with Mr. West next."
"You too?" Alice's face lighted up even more, "I have that class next also."
The two talked and walked down the hallways into their next class.
'Heh, Alice's a keeper' Bella thought after her third period Spanish with Mr. Gonzalez.
Next, Bella had 4th period AP Biology. She lingered through the hallways, already knowing where her next class was. Right on time before the bell rang, Bella made it into her classroom, and found the teacher very....different.
Her teacher had a fauxhawk, nose ring, plugs, and was a bit on the 7 months pregnant phase. Bella found her very intimidating and looked around the class for a seat.
"Hi, class!" The teacher stood up from her desk and clasped her hands together, "Oh! You must be Bella!"
'Finally, a teacher that calls me by my correct name!' Bella sighed in relief.
"Um, I guess I am..." Bella shrugged her shoulders and put on a meek smile.
"I'm Mrs. McKool!" Mrs. McKool grinned and pointed over to a desk on the far side, with a pale, bronze-haired boy facing the completely opposite direction of Bella, looking out the window, "Sit over there, next to Edward, Bella."
Bella heard a few groans from girls in the classroom, and she found that 75% of the girl population in the classrom was either staring her down or scowling at the mahogany haired beauty with envy.
When Bella took her place on the wooden stool, Edward turned his body to look at her, Bella turning her head as well. The two shocked by the outcome of their simple actions.
'He's so beautiful...There's no way he can be human. And...and, he has the same golden eyes as Alice...She did say something about having some adopted siblings with her...' Bella thought, still holding her stare with the boy.
'She's no human, but she's no vampire, nor a wolf...I can't seem to read her thoughts, ughh. But what is she? Her beautiful long, wavy, brownish-red hair; those stunning brown eyes; and those pink lips, oh dear God, help me...' The nearly century old vampire thought to himself, clenching his fist to prevent himself from touching her.
Then, Bella smiled the greatest smile she can put on her beautiful face, "Hi, I'm Bella."
"Edward." The bronze haired vampire smiled back.
Whoohoo! So Bella meets her BFF and her possible soulmate too! Thank you all for reading, please review! It'd make me feel wonderful! I hope you all enjoyed it, and I shall post the next chapter as soon as possible! Oh yeah! And from what I'm planning, there's going to be a surprise in the next chapter...WHOO! And thank you to those who actually enjoyed and reviewed the last chapter! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Have a good time reading! Don't trip.
Bianca Lightyear, over and out.
