BPOV

BPOV

Great, not only was it wet in Forks, but it was also windy. I escaped to Forks so I could avoid my mom's craptastic boyfriend. I hated Phil, the way he took advantage of my mom, how he ate everything, then expected me to clean up after his fat self, and most of all I hated how he treated my mom and I.

Flashback

"Isabella, clean up this damn mess now!" Phil's husky voice called from the living room. Like always, the fat jerk was sitting on the couch drinking beer with cans and other trash resting beside him. Stupid asshole! I was getting tired of this crap and I felt like I was about to explode. When the jackass dropped another beer on the ground I lost it.

"Clean it yourself, you made the mess!" Phil's face contorted into a face of rage.

"Excuse me bitch, this is my house, not yours." His voice was dripping with hate. "Don't ever talk back to me!" After many attempts, the dickhead finally got off the couch. We were both glaring at each other, finally I snapped.

"WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO YOU? YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Suddenly a loud pop rang in the room and a searing pain began to increase on the side of my face. I put my hand over my cheek in a attempt to soothe the pain.

"You ungrateful bitch, after all the fucking things I've done for you, get out of my face!" His eyes were half past crazy. "I don't even want to look at you" I felt the same way and as I came to realize this I realized what I had to do.

"Don't worry, you want have to." I replied coolly, why didn't I think of this before. I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door. I snatched my clothes and put them in a duffle bag, found my birth certificates and other necessary things so I could leave this hellhole. I ran out the house and caught the first bus to Forks, Washington.

End Flashback

Shuddering, I quickly hopped out of my truck. When I reached Forks, Charlie was surprised nut welcomed me with an open heart. He called my mom and she agreed to me living here. After registering me for high school, the only thing left was a car. You see, I have no aversion to Charlie dropping me off at school; it's the cruiser I detest. I didn't want to be seen being picked up in a black and white car with blinking lights. Nothing attracts attention than a police car, it's just better for everyone if I avoid being the center of attention. When I receive a lot of attention, I get nervous which amplifies my clumsiness. When I stumble I tend to hurt not only myself but others as well.

I began to walk to class, when I saw people staring at me. Wonderful, in a attempt to avoid the stares I looked at my feet. Unfortunately for me I now couldn't see were I was going and I ran into someone. The impact knocked me to my butt; I sighed and bean to get up when a hand was stretched out to help. Gratefully, I took the hand and looked up to thank whoever the hand belonged to. I found myself looking in the most striking set of emerald green eyes.

Standing in front of me was a gorgeous boy. He had messy bronze colored hair. So I didn't look like an ogling retard, I looked down.

"Um…thanks, you know for helping…" I blushed. What was wrong with me, why am I blushing like an idiot.

"There's another way you can think me." His voice had a seductive edge to it or maybe I was imagining it. However it sounded like there was another meaning to his words. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.

"Like what…." I realized that I didn't want to know what he had in mind.

"Wanna go to the back of the school for a little privacy." He winked at me. As I stared in shock a wicked smile spread across his face. I may be new, but I know what that meant. Any feelings I had for this boy just went out the window and replaced with disgust.

"HELL NO! Get away from me you jerk!" I was pissed, I hardly talk to this boy for five minutes and he's already making moves. I stomped on his foot and turned away.

"You'll regret this; I'll make sure you'll wish you never came here!" He threatened me. He couldn't really mean that could he?