Author Note: Hey guys I just wanted to say yay to the fact that I got my first review! that makes me excited. Now we just need lots more. I'm good at taking advice so if you have any feel free to share. One last thing I am not a tech person I'm luckey enough to have figured out how to work this so I'm not going to be posting sites to visit what the person's outfit or stuff is (you just have to use your imagination sorry!) that's all
Disclaimer: (this is the only one i'll do) I do/never will own twilight *sigh* I do however own Liz Swan and Anna and Katie and whatever other character I create in my head!
Lizze's POV
August 20th 1993
Dear Diary,
Today is my first day in Forks and already I hate it! I've been here for 5 hours and I already miss the sun. I know I have to act strong so my mom doesn't feel bad about sending me here, but the thought of going to Forks High School makes me want to crawl under my bed and cry! What if everyone hates me? Or I trip and everyone laugh at me and I'm known as the klutz FOREVER! What if I don't fit in here just like back at Arizona? I mean it's not that I ever considered Arizona my home but at least there I had a few friends and the school was big enough that I could go around unnoticed by the other students. I really wish Phil wasn't a baseball player that had to travel. Why couldn't he have a normal job like selling houses or something like that? Also why couldn't mom just stay why do I always have to be the responsible one and do everything right? Why couldn't she have dealt with it for two more years at least and then when I went to college she could travel around with him? WHY? I know Charlie missed me but I've barely seen him in 5 years we don't know how to live with each other and it not be akward! I wish I could know what's going to happen in the comfort of my own home and not have to experience it. HELP!
Bella Swan
P.S. Wish me luck!
I couldn't believe what I was reading my mom…nervous? I thought. I have never seen a day that my mom wasn't completely confident and in control. I guess I didn't know half as much as I thought I did about mom.
"Lizze it's time for dinner. Oh and jaspers here as well." My mom yelled from downstairs.
"Ok!" I yelled back. I quickly put the diary back in my night table drawer and ran downstairs.
"Hey uncle Jasper! What's new with you?" I said while sitting down.
"Well today I was in class today going over the many causes of the Civil War and how each one was important when, I noticed one of my students wee zoning in out! As if Civil War wasn't interesting! To make it worse I was right in the mid-"
"Jasper!" I interrupted "you realize that I only ask that out of politeness right? I really don't care what happened when you're going on and on about the civil war, cause each time it somehow turns into a history lesson!"
"Yea Jasper I'm going to have to agree with Liz on this one you do tend to drag on. Plus at this rate the girl's going to know more about history then the poor teacher." My mom said behind me while bring the food to the table.
I didn't know how I was supposed to look at her I mean I did feel a little guilty about the fact that I held the diary that had her deepest darkest secrets from her adolescent life in fork hidden in my room.
"So honey how was school?" My mom asked while she sat down.
"It went fine. Today was Mrs. Gardner's last day in school before the baby was due so we get our long term sub tomorrow, hopefully she'll know something about history or it'll be the most boring 50 minutes of my day for the rest of the year!"
"Well don't you worry you and I can work on your history knowledge everyday after school if you want?" Jasper said with a gleam in his eyes.
"NO!" Mom and I yelled at the same time.
After dinner I went back up to my bedroom, I grabbed my mom's copy of pride and prejudice and started to read it was my favorite. I loved classics just like my mom but her favorite is Wuthering Heights and I personally think it's stupid. I stopped reading about 10:45 and went to bed.
That night I dreamed about my mom my age on her first day of high school in Forks and how it turned out. When I woke up the next morning I had dreamed of at least 7 horrible ways my mom had endured her first day and was worried which one she went through.
Ii got up and started getting ready. I decided on a pair of ripped jeans and a black shirt with neon paint splatters all over it then I pulled on my very worn out plain black chucks grabbed my purple bag and ran down stairs.
"Bye Mom!" I yelled as I ran out the front door and ran down the driveway to Anna's car.
"Hey girl what's up?" She said as soon as I sat down.
"Pretty good." I said sitting back and relaxing.
While Anna was driving I pulled out my one of my Harry Potter books to read.
"Oh my god I can not believe you read that crap! How can you even enjoy it's like the worst thing EVER!" she said with so much passion.
"Have you tried reading it yet Anna?" I asked again we had this argument at least once a week and every time the answer was the same.
"No I haven't and I never intend to!"
"Well until you do you can't call it crap so shut up!" by the time we finished arguing we had gotten to the school I said good bye to her and ran to my first class which was English.
By the end of English I was more than ready to go me and the teacher Ms. Karners never got along. She refused to believe that anyone of her students could have already read almost every single book she assigns us to read no matter what and refuses to accept my work early because of this.
I walked into history and turned to my friend Katie while she told me all about how her and her long time crush talked last night for an hour. Sometime during this Anna sat in front of me and tuned into the conversation. I never got that around here most people here have parents who think I'm just a huge slut like my mom, and has the potential to turn all there "precious" little angels into full fled angles. Even some of the teachers here think that. Last year when some of the girls were making fun of me in the cafeteria in front of everyone two teachers just sat at a table completely ignoring it. This is one of the reasons I'm looking so forward to college, were no one will know me!
I remember one time when I was at a party Mike Newton Jr. tried to get me to go upstairs with him.
Flashback:
I was standing against the wall nursing a cup of beer waiting for Anna to say she was ready to go when Mike started walking towards me.
"Hey Liz! Wanna dance?"
"No thanks I'm good right here."
"Ok fine then lets just cut to the chase I know your into to me and today's your lucky day cause I'm here to let you know that I'm into you too. So why don't you say that we go upstairs and make some magic? Huh?"
I stared at him for a second "I'm good." And turned back to my drink
"Look" he said leaning in closer "we all know what a huge slut your mom was and everyone also knows you take after her so why don't we cut to the chase and go do it?"
I really couldn't be blamed for what happened after that.
End of Flashback
I still don't think that I should have gotten in trouble for that I mean he only needed 8 stitches after I broke the beer glass on his forehead.
By the time Katie had finished the substitute was there and was trying to get everyone's attention.
I looked to the front of the class and looked over her. She had to be a least 5 foot tall, not very intimidating she had short pixie cut black hair, gold eyes and was really pale. You could tell that she was really excited about this job by the gleam in her eyes and the way she was bouncing on the balls of her feet. She looked across the room smiling at each student individually. I didn't know what to think of her I was unsure if she even knew anything about history, or even if she did if she would even be able to control the class long enough to even teach it.
She doesn't look much older than us… I thought
"Hi everyone I'm Alice Brandon, but you all can call me Ms. B!"
Now why did that name sound familiar?