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I'll be uploading a few chapters first to see how it goes. There'll be lots of flashback to see Bella's past.
Bella's point of view when she was 15 years old
It had been ten years. And now I was adopted by a couple, Nick and Jen. They were nice to me. They adopted me eight years ago.
I tried my usual trick. I purposely made a huge fuss. I made lots of tantrum for them. But they were patient. They didn't want to throw me away. And I was the only adopted kid they had. They could not have a baby. So they decided to adopt.
*Flashback*
"We have a lot of kids here. Take your time to pick. Maybe you would like to get to know them better first?" said the principle.
"We would just look around. Thank you. We will call you if we need any help," replied Jen.
They stayed at the orphanage the whole day. And of course I stayed at my bed. I didn't care about them. They would just be better off if they adopted someone else like Mary. They would just throw me back after a few days of adopting me.
Surprisingly, Nick came to me. He started staring at me. I stared back at him. His eyes were filled with curiosity.
"Do you know that it is rude to stare at other people?" I said suddenly, breaking off the silence.
He chuckled, "What's your name?"
"They called me "that girl"," I replied politely and looked away.
"And why would they call you that? I'm sure you have a name."
"Can you please go downstairs and pick someone else?" I was getting impatient. I wanted him to go away.
"There you are! I was looking for you," Jen came in.
"Hey. I was here talking to this little girl," He gave a peck at her cheek.
"Look. There's a lot other kids here. So don't waste your time on me. If you want a cute little girl, there's Mary. If you want a boy, then there's John," I suddenly burst. I walked out of the room and went downstairs where everyone was. I could see from the corners of my eyes that they followed behind me.
"So have you decided? Or do you need more time?" asked the principle. In my opinion, she sounded desperate. Desperate to give away the kids in the orphanage house.
"I was wondering about that girl. Why is she "that girl"?" asked Nick, pointing his finger at me.
"Oh! You wouldn't want that girl. She gives a lot of trouble to foster families. Which is quite a contrast. She's always a quiet girl and stays out of trouble when she's here. But when she's adopted, she somehow managed herself to get thrown back into here," replied the principle.
I thanked the principle at heart. Even though her words seemed a bit harsh but at least that would keep them away form adopting me.
"She was sent here and we don't know anything bout her. She was found sleeping in a forest. She brought along her backpack but she wouldn't let anyone touch it nor see what was inside. She wouldn't tell us her name. She was just quiet and lead her own life," the principle continued.
And the next day, Jen came up to me. She tried making conversation with me. Every time I had to put a weak smile for her. I was just being polite. Besides, I told her who she should adopt. So I doubt that she would pick me after listening to the principle's explanation.
*End Of Flashback*
And so that was how I was adopted. I had to admit, they had to be given lots of credit. They managed to put up well with my behaviour.
So I just played nice. They even let me continued my self-defense classes. They sent a request to the court to give me a name right after they adopted me. They asked me what name I would want.
*Flashback*
"So, the court agreed. We will have custody on you and you will be given a name. Isn't it great?" Nick was happy when he received the news from his lawyer.
"Come on. You would like a name, wouldn't you?" Nick continued.
"Isabella," I wanted to keep my name.
"Ok. So you will be Isabella," Nick was nice. He asked my opinion on everything. Like which tie he should wear to work, which shirt he should wear for a party and so on. I began to like him.
"Isabella Anne Mischaux," Jen said.
"That's a nice name. Do you like it Isabella?" Nick asked.
I was Isabella Marie Swan. But I needed to put away my past so I agreed. And I needed to start a new life too.
"Yeah. I like it. But I prefer if you would just call me Bella," I replied.
Nick sensed something and asked, "Was your name Isabella before you were put in that orphanage?"
I looked at him. He was being thoughtful and trying to know me better. I nodded weakly and tried to fight back my tears.
"Hey. Don't cry. I would care for you. You would be my precious daddy's little girl. Ok?" He reached out his hand and wiped away a tear which escaped from my eyes.
I did not know what came over me. I went forward and hugged him. He hugged me back. I could feel comfort and safe. And so I decided to live a second life.
*End Of Flashback*
Nick was a founder of this telecommunication company. His company was huge. Every month, there would be news on him. Because of his famous entrepreneurship and his good looks.
Jen, on the other hand, worked as a secretary at a fashion magazine, Vogue. Couldn't it be more interesting? My mother worked as the editor in Vogue. But Jen only worked there for two years so she could not possibly knew about me.
After they did everything which was needed like getting me a name and making sure I got used to the environment. So my identity as Isabella Anne Mischaux was practically the same as Isabella Marie Swan. Oh yeah. They lived at Colorado. So when they adopted me, we had to board a plane. I could not understand why they would purposely take a plane ride just to adopt someone. In this case was me.
They sent me to a private school which was cool. The school was awesome. I quickly picked up my studies and soon I was a straight A's geek.
My thoughts went away when I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in," I said, wondering who was it.
"It's 5 o'clock now. Get ready now," Jen said as she popped her head in.
We were going to attend a party co-hosted by Vogue. All the staff members of Vogue had been invited. Great. I thought to myself. I hoped no one could recognize me. It had been five years now. So, they couldn't recognize me right?
"Get into the showers. I'll lay your clothes on your bed," Jen said while opening my closet.
She was a fashion expert as everyday she had to be stuck in all the fashion crisis in Vogue. She even managed to get lots of free clothes for me too. And trust me, the clothes weren't cheap. They were all branded. Gucci. Prada. Chanel. Ralph Lauren. But they were nice and trendy. I loved them so I accepted them with big smiles plastered on my face.
I turned the shower on. The cold water kept me away from my thoughts. When I went in my bedroom, I saw an outfit which was fabulous. I didn't see the outfit before and I was sure it didn't came from my closet.
"I take it that you like it? My friend, Sarah from work gave these to me for you. She said you will like it," Jen said.
I put on the clothes and went to my full length mirror to have a look on myself. I could not believe that the girl in front of me was actually me. The white dress clung onto me perfectly. It reached right above my knee. I wore black leggings with black heels which Jen got it out of my closet. She buckled a thick black belt onto my waist. There were two small pockets in front of the dress so I did not bring any bag. I slipped my cell into my right pocket and I was ready to go.
When we reached there, the atmosphere was crazy. There were so many people and celebrities would be there too. I saw Brad Pitt with Angelina Jolie, Hayden Panettiere, Anne Hathaway...the list went on. We went in and Jen was greeting everyone she knew from work.
"Nicole, this is my husband, Nick and my daughter, Bella," Jen introduced us. I gasped. She was Nicole. She was my mother's prodigy to be an editor in the magazine.
"Hi. Nice to meet you. I'm Nicole. I'm the editor of the magazine," Nicole said while shaking hands with Nick.
"Hey Bella. You look like someone I know. Hmm… But I cannot recall who might that be," said Nicole who had just diverted her attention to me.
"You look nice in this dress. Was this the one Sarah gave?" Nicole asked without looking at Jen.
"Yeah. Sarah said it might look nice on her. She was right," Jen replied.
"Bella, I have an idea for you. Would you like to be a model for the magazine? We have Teen Vogue and you might be the right person to model off our clothes," Nicole suddenly said.
"Err…" I tried to think of an excuse to reject the offer politely. Most of the staff members would be able to recognize me as I used to follow my mother to work when I was young.
"What do you say, Jen?" asked Nicole.
"She has school. And we plan to send her to a boarding school next year," replied Jen.
"She can be our part time model. She will be great. She has the body and looks." I blushed after hearing this comment.
"It's up to her. It's ok with me," Jen replied. The three of them looked at me.
"Bella, why don't you go for it? It would be fun," Nick finally said.
"But if you want her to model, you have to go through me first. I'll approve her to model whenever I think it's ok since she has school to worry about." Nick looked at Nicole. She nodded in agreement.
"Looks like I don't have a choice now. Ok. I'll model part time." I stressed the word 'part time' so I wouldn't need to model so much.
"Great. Jen, can you bring her for her first photo shoot next Monday?"
"Sure. I'll just bring her to work with me."
"Ok. I have to go now. I need to do some hosting here. See you on Monday, Bella."
The rest of the night passed by slowly. I didn't know the people there. And most of the people were adults. How could I mingle with adults? I was just a teenager. So I excused myself from Nick and Jen and went to explore the place myself. I managed to make a few conversations with some celebrities. After the party, we went back home and soon I was sleeping on my comfortable bed.
I went for modeling on Monday. Thankfully, no one recognized me. Most of them thought they saw me from somewhere else. But I shrugged every time and they could not remember where they could have seen me. The photo shoot went well. The photographer even said I had a hidden talent to be a model. I was flattered but I never thought of becoming a model.
"Bella, if you ever want to be a model, come to me. I can help you put up a portfolio and introduce you to people. I have connections as I'm a photographer." The photographer winked at me.
"Ok. When that day comes, I'll come and find you." I smiled at him. The photos would be inserted in the next issue of the magazine. Which meant about a fortnight later, I would be able to see my face in the magazine. Jen even made a note to remember to buy that issue.
**********
The next few days passed by so fast. Nick and Jen took me to the mall almost everyday to buy everything which they thought I needed. I was going to a boarding school tomorrow but the school only started the week after. The principle wanted all the students to get used to the school environment for at least a week before the lessons started.
I glanced at the clock. It was 5.35 pm. Nick was coming home soon.
I couldn't wait for Nick. We were going to play basketball later and he promised to teach me some tricks. Nick and I became huge fans of basketball. I only realized that he liked basketball a few years ago.
Beep beep. Nick horned the car, signaling that he reached home. I got up to my feet and quickly opened the door for him.
"Bella was anxious for you to come home," Jen teased.
"What? He promised that he'll teach me some cool tricks for basketball." I pouted.
"Nick, I thought we had a girl, not a boy. You are turning her to be a tomboy," Jen said teasingly.
I waited patiently for Nick to change his clothes. I practiced to shoot some hoops. The ball landed into the basket neatly every time.
"Wow. You are getting better every time I see you play." Nick appeared behind me. I threw him the ball and made a face.
He chuckled, "Ok. I'm going to teach you some tricks. It's more like a high school trick. I always used this tricks when I played last time." He stood in front of me, trying to defend me.
"You have to fake your directions. And I know your maths is good. And your physics. So I want you to fake that you're going to throw the ball to your left. And then, you throw the ball at your right with a correct angle so the ball will land into the basket. Got it?"
I nodded. We spent for quite a long time to get the concept. Every throw, I would see the ball would end up outside the basket. But there was this type of magnetic force which pulled the ball into the basket. Soon I grasped the concept and practiced until it was dark.
"Yes! I managed to throw the ball in when he was defending me mummy," I said happily while running to Jen.
"Wait. What did you say just now?"
"I said, I managed to throw the ball in when he was defending me mummy," I said sheepishly.
"Oh my god. You called me mummy. Am I dreaming?"
"Nope. I also heard it the first time she said it," Nick said with a smile. I looked at him and just realized what I just said.
Looking at my face, Jen quickly added, "It's ok to call me mummy. I have been waiting for this day."
"Ok, mummy," I said. I didn't even realized I said it. Jen cooked my favourite spaghetti. She was in a good mood. Both Nick and I went to shower. Then we went to the music room. This was another hobby we both picked and had in common.
I was picking up my stick and started to play the drums. Soon, I created a marvelous beat. Nick came in and realized it too.
"Looks like everyone's in good mood." Nick picked up his guitar and started to play to fit the melody to my beat.
We spent the time creating a new song to remember that day. I was glad I called Jen as my mother. Maybe my heart had opened for them.
"Dinner's ready. You can continue to play later." Jen stuck her head in.
We ate the dinner happily that time. We were talking and talking. It was the best day. And I was going to leave for a new school tomorrow.
"Let me do the dishes. I'm sure you would want to finish the song before she goes to school tomorrow," Jen suggested. We thanked her and ran to the music room. We picked up from where we left and spent hours to create a new song.
"Ok. 5, 6, 7, 8," I said while clicking my sticks together.
Today was the best day
The day where everyone is together
The day when a family is perfect
The day how a family is finally formed...
The song continued. We were so absorbed into our new song until we didn't hear Jen entering the room. After we sang finish, we heard an applause.
"Good work. I like that song." Jen was clapping her hands.
"Thank you. It was started by Bella," said Nick.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You started by creating a new rhythm."
"But I could just be banging the drums for fun. It doesn't mean that we have to create a song," I said innocently. Both of them laughed and had their hands covered their mouth when I glared at them.
"Go to bed now, honey. Tomorrow is your big day. That school is very hard to get in. Luckily Nick managed to put you in. You will have a bright future if you graduate from there," Jen said after calming down.
"Ok. Good night." I went to them and hugged them before going upstairs to my room.
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