A/N: Hey guys! So technically this chapter is still on time, but it's later than I intended. Sorry, about that, there isn't really an excuse for that besides life. Anyways, thank you so much to catchmeinwonderland for reviewing and to everyone else who followed and favorited! I hope I don't disappoint! And now, without further ado, on with Chapter 1, and please follow, favorite, and review for another chapter next week!
There were streams of sunlight filtering through the cream colored blinds in my room when my sister, Alice, screaming in my ear disrupted my sleeping. "Hey sleepy head, It's time to wake up!"
"No," I replied groggily, "I'm not goin' to school today, or ever again for that matter," I rolled over and stuffed my face into an overly fluffy pillow that I usually avoided sleeping on.
"Yes, you are. It isn't even that bad and we can't leave without you and if you don't get up then we'll be late so you have to the count of three before I make you get out of bed." My pixie of a sister responded way too happy for 6 in the morning.
"One, two, thr-"
"M'kay, m'kay. I'm getting up," I moaned into the pillow, cutting her off.
"You don't look like you're moving at all to me." Alice chuckled and I didn't reply.
"Okay fine, you've given me no choice," she said before tickling my sides deviously. "Are you going to get up now?" she asked.
"Yes!" I rolled over and jumped out of bed, pushing her cold hands away. "You don't play fair, at all!"
"You're awake now, aren't you?" she stated while trying to hold back laughter.
"Sadly. I have to shower now, so you have to get out," I ground out saying the first part more to me than to her.
"Okay, Okay, I'm leaving," she held up her hands in mock surrender.
I stuck my tongue out at her. I know, I'm such a mature 15-year-old.
Thirty-five minutes later I had showered, brushed my teeth, put on the slightest bit of makeup, and I was currently trying to find something that stood up to my sisters' standards to wear. I settled on a pair of light gray leggings and a blue and white chevron dress that my other sister, Rosalie, got me for my birthday last year. Technically, my school had a dress code, and this didn't fit it at all, but it was never really enforced so it didn't matter that much.
"Hey, Liz come on we're going to be late if you don't hurry up!" My brother, Emmett, yelled at me from the bottom of the staircase. In reality, there was no way we were going to be late with Edwards crazy, reckless driving.
"Jeez, I'm coming!" I called back, not bothering to raise my voice. I knew he could hear me just fine.
Three and a half minutes later I was downstairs grabbing a breakfast bar off the table and swinging my book bag onto my back.
"Took you long enough," Edward teased, ruffling my hair as he ushered me into his Volvo. Everyone else was already waiting in the car.
Hey! I'm only human! I thought annoyedly. Edward chuckled softly.
The car ride was uneventful. I made sure to take a couple small bites of the breakfast bar to keep my siblings from worrying before tossing it as soon as we got to school. There was no way that I was putting any more of that disgusting stuff inside of me than I had to.
I found my best friend a few minutes later hanging out in the cafeteria. She was talking to a redheaded girl who was in drama club, but she smiled at me when she saw me walk over. We had been friends ever since we were eleven and I moved here with my adoptive family. It was my first time actually moving with them, and of course, it had to be right in the middle of the school year. I had been super shy and just starting 6th grade when we had become friends.
"Hey!" I called happily, jogging over to join her.
"Hey Lizzie!" Jordan smiled and waved at me as I sat down in an unoccupied chair.
"Hi, Jordan!" I replied enthusiastically, super glad to see my friend after a long weekend. Some stupid makeup school day or something where the calendar got turned around and we had a five day weekend. I'm not really complaining though.
"Hey, Liz did you hear about the new girl Isabella Swan?" The theatre kid asked. I think her name is Chloe, but I'm not really sure.
"Oh, you mean the chief's daughter?" I asked softly, turning to face her.
"Yeah, her."
"I did. Ros- my sister was talking about her last night," I recalled thinking back to our conversation last night where the girl had come up.
"Oh. apparently, she's from Arizona, but she's so pale!" Maybe-Chole replied smiling slightly before carrying on her conversation with Jordan. I was happy to just sit and listen. I didn't think much of the new girl from Arizona. I didn't realize just how much meeting her would change my life. Would change the lives of everyone I love.
