After, the longest class of squirming around for an hour in a half. It was time for second block and I was happier than ever.

But after walking in the class only to see Alice I was screwed, badly. I had to set with her she didn't know about Edward and me.

"Hey" I said as took a seat next to her.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She turned her head turds me only to show me that she was crying, about what I didn't know.

"Why are crying?"

"Oh, don't you dare ask me why I'm crying you're the reason that I'm mad at you I hate you. You should have told me, God I can't believe you, how, tell me how you could have done this to me. I thought I was your friend, but know you're just a liar and a bitch." Alice was yelling at me and the class was watching I could feel the stares on me.

"Alice, what the fuck are you talking about?" I was yelling back I was mad; but I had no clue what I was asking for.

"You and Jasper fucking each other when you knew I liked him, Bella I trusted you with that."

"I started that before I had ever met you, what I was supposed to tell you. I loved him then and you were all like 'hey you know who I like Jasper that's who'. But it took time but I realized that I just didn't love him like I used to, Alice. So tell me what I should have said to you know you 'no because of me fucking him or oh, go talk to him maybe he likes you too'. Please just tell me?"

"Why?"

"I didn't know" I said as she moved away to a different group of seats.

"Ok now that, that's over with can everyone pay attention to me? The teacher, I am up front, hello is anyone emotionally here." Um, ok that was perfect timing.

"Ok, my name is Ms. Victoria Howard and I will be you English teacher. I would like you to get a piece a paper out and I want you to write an Auto biography about your life or a moment in your life. You have the class to do it so start; also I want an outline, rough draft and then a final draft."

So as I was thinking about what to write, I finally decided that I would write about why parents got a divorce.

Bella's final draft

When I think about it I always ask myself "Why me, Why my family?" I mean with all the fighting I should have known. But there were some days that were filled with care and love for one another. I could see that my parents loved each other than and still do now, for the most part. Besides when every family member wants in the fighting. My family tends to shatter and pieces are left everywhere.

I was in going into seventh grade the next year when everything fell apart. I did not know what to do or say. I was upset and depressed, so was everyone else. My mom had thought about divorce before. Although she tried to not put my brother and I through that. She tried so hard but there was always the breaking point that I never thought about.

I had just turned thirteen years old that summer and I loved it. The wind was cool but the sun was hot. Jacob my cousin had brought his girlfriend (Leah Clearwater) to swim. As all the cousins were swimming while, my dad's mom watched us. Leah had lost her bellybutton ring, which she was not supposed to wear in the pool. So we were all looking for the stupid thing. When my foot felt something underneath it. So I put on my goggles and looked surely enough there it was. "I had found it" I said it before diving down to get it. As soon as I touched it.

Something had started to pry it out my hand. Looking up to see who it was. Jacob? No I said I was going to get it so I tried taking it back. That is when he punched me that was it. I dropped the ring and pushed up for gasping for air when, I started crying.

My grandmother asked what had happened. "He punched me!" I had yelled it at her. "Well I do not think he would do that." What is she implying? "Fine do not believe me. You always stand up for you favorites do not. Well that would figure." I was still yelling. When my mom came out. "Do not touch my daughter." Yelling at Jacob. Thank you, some who cares about what happens to me. After that I was relieved that I did not really pay much attention to the yelling. That was all I was thinking about as I went to the ladder and started drying off.

My mom was there for me. When we walked inside my dad was standing there with a blank expression asking what had happened. My mom told him what had happened. He left to talk to his mom. "Go pack." Where are we going I want to ask but I did not I just went to my room. That is when I knew my dad was back because I heard him yelling. "I know but maybe she did lie." That was nice he did not even believe me. With that thought my brother opened my door. "I am scared" he said coming to me. "Me to" Was all I could say.

After I was done writing it I was in tears, that memory that had stuck with me. It was the most hated of them all but I had to move on and Edward, Jasper, and Mike helped me with my parents. Only they knew what I had went through and how much I hated myself because it was my fault.

I raised my hand because I had to leave if only for a little while.

"Yes?"

"Um' I'm not feeling well can I get a pass?"

"Yes, hear you go." She said as I stood up to get it and handing in my papers.

"Thank you" Saying as I walked out the door.

"Bella what's wrong?" I heard someone ask me.