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"The Good, The Bad, And The Just Plain Ugly"
As I looked out the enormous window that cover over half the wall in my dorms living-room, I was awed at the sight of the quad – it was huge gut not only that, it was also beautiful. The patches of Lily's, Roses, and other flowers were vibrant in colours and auras.
It seemed as if everything at Caldwell Academy was unreasonable big. The bathroom, closet, desk... everything was just a tad too much, but I but I definitely wasn't complaining. My closet was already filled with all my clothes and my bathroom with my toiletries, seeing as I've been here since five in the morning and have been putting away everything, trying to make my new home...seem like home.
It was two weeks before school actually started and here was me – Isabella Marie Swan – alone in a nearly deserted campus in the hot Beverly Hills looking out the window of my new home.
Caldwell Academy was all I dreamed of in grade ten, all my hopes and wishes were to come here to study for the remainder of my two years left in high school. The kids that go here have expectations, achievements and a life planned ahead of them full of goals. The special thing about this school was that my dad didn't have to pull any kind of strings to get me in here – I earned the acceptance letter to this place!
Maybe I should explain; my dad is a big time Hollywood director and can get pretty much whateverhe desires because of either his money or his appearance alone. What ever I want...well that's just it, I don't have to work to get anything, I just have to ask. I'm a sixteen year old spoiled brat. That's why my ticket to this school was so special, I used my education, athletics and pure excellent record. My dad didn't help at all in this achievement...well, other then paying my tuition.
I love my dad and yes, it hurt to be away from him, but I needed a steady place to live for the rest of my high school. I couldn't just keep bouncing from place to place and be taught by a home-school teacher. I needed out and that's when 'Boarding School' popped in. I couldn't stay with my mom because I didn't know where she was, abandoned me and my father – Charlie Swan – when I was just three years old. The only thing I know about her is her first name: Renee. My dad always tells me she isn't worth my concern on whether she was okay or not. I thought about her a lot, wondering how our life would be if she was here with us, but I also didn't care about her enough to go looking for her – she must have done something really bad to cause the mixed emotions my dad has for Renee, full of disgust at times, but with adoration and heart-felt love at others.
I was still looking out onto the empty campus in front of me when my cellphone rang, my dad bought my the newest phone in the industry – it wasn't even available to be out in stores for another year and a half. I didn't bother to look at the caller I.D.
"Hello?" I asked with a bored tone into the receiver.
"Angel, hey it's dad, how are you? Did you get set up okay?" It was my dad with unusual excitement...AWE I missed him!
"Oh , hey dad. I'm doing fine, just admiring the view and yes, I've already put everything away. How are you!?" my tone matched his.
"I'm good, I'm good,"- he chuckled -"Just wanted to see if you got packed in yet. Do you like your new room, I know you love the sunlight. Met anyone?"
"No dad, I have not met anyone yet, it's two weeks before school starts, remember? And yes , Oh My Gosh, dad, my room is HUGE! You should see my closet, it is like my dream land in there! Wow, I never noticed , you can see the sun EVERYWHERE!" I exclaimed admiring the rays of natural light coming from the massive windows covering the wall in the living room.
I walked around my dorm again, still not over the shock that I, now, lived here. My dorm had a microwave and just enough cabinets to but plenty of midnight snacks in. Then, beside the mini-kitchen was the living room – it had a huge LG flat screen T.V with couches surrounding it and a leather foot-rest table in the middle – it screamed comfort. There was a small balcony facing the quad and a bar-type island with four high chairs.
"That's great... well I gotta go Bells, duty calls. Make sure you get some food in ya, m'kay?"
"Okay dad, I'll talk to you soon," I said, hoping my dissapointment didn't leak through my act.
"Bye baby – love you."
"Love you too, dad," I whispered before hanging up, knowing that he couldn't hear me.
I went into my room to get a change of clothes for my shower.
There were other rooms in the dorm, both of which were beside mine, seeing as I got the middle one. My room was painted a light and calming lavender-lilac colour that created a nice flow with my pink and white aromatherapy candles spread around my room and pink, white and lavender-lilac linens. My window – again covering three quarters of the back wall – held a view of scenery and calmness in the nearby forest. The room had the normal necessities other then that – big bookshelf, a HUGE mirror, makeup table with another smaller mirror, another plasma only smaller and drawers already stocked with my clothes and makeup, and last but not least...The REALLY BIG door to my walk-in closet.
After my shower I dressedin dark wash skinny jeans, a tight purple grafic T-shirt and a tight grey vest. My stomach growled and I laughed softly, deciding it was time for dinner. I slipped on my white and black ballet flats, grabbed my Louis Vuitton bag – consisting of my cell, map of the campus, keys, iPod, gum and other stuff.
As I left my dorm, I began fumbling through my bag for the campus 'food court' as they called it. Once I found my map, I opened it in front of my face, blocking my view of where I was going, and tried to locate it but only getting more frustrated. Feeling defeated, I folded the map back up and slumped down on a nearby bench – closing my eyes and trying to calm myself by eluding all my sense's to the birds chirping.
I so wish I had some help, I thought to my self.
As if the universe heard my muted request, I heard a nasal voice in my ear whisper:
"You seem to be lost, anything in particular causing your stress?"
One eye opened and I jumped a little as I felt his warm breathing in my ear, causing goosebumps to rise on my arms and making the hair on the back of my neck stand. I turned my head to come face to face with the most bluest eyes I have everseen. Seriously, the universe sent me this - pathetic
The guy was cute but not the kind you would want; he had blond disheveled hair that was too messy and chubby cheeks I had to resist pinching. His baby face was smiling at me, obviously trying to look seductive.
"Hi, yes my stress is on overload and... wait - why are you at campus two weeks early! Do you even go to this school?" I asked.
Blondie sensing my lack of interest in him, let out a sigh and spoke,"Yes I go to this school, and the reason I'm here two weeks early is because try-outs are this week. So, why are you here?"
"Well, I needed to get here early because my dad was shooting a movie in Australia and I wanted to get a head start on the new school... you know, find out where everything is so I don't get lost, and unpack all my clothes. Let my tell you, I have a LOT of clothes! Oh my gosh, we haven't been introduced yet! My apologies. Well, my name is Isabella Marie Swan, but most people call me Bella since Isabella is too formal and makes me sound like part of the Medici family,"I ranted.
"Well, bella my name is Micheal Newton, but just call me Mike...wait - IS YOUR FATHER CHARLIE SWAN?!
Ahhhh, there it is! The question everyone asks me, it's irritating when you think about it... I mean c'mon, didn't I just give you all the clues? Swan, shooting a movie...DUH...some people - most people - are really slow.
"Yes, my dad is Charlie Swan," I replied, on a tone that was almost monotone...Oops!
"Awesome! My mom is Margaret Newton, do you know her? She owns a grocery store."
Oh...my...god...is this guy serious?
"I'm sorry Mike I've never heard of-" I was cut off by my stomach grumbling,"Mike, would it be too mush to ask you to show me where the food court was?" I tried not to emphasize 'show' too much.
"Yeah, ummm, sure I'll walk you there," Mike said with the cheesy smile still plastered on his face.
Once we arrived to the food court, I felt kinda stupid. I must have walked by the food court five times without seeing it.
I turned to Mike - which had been talking about his mom's grociery store the whole time - to thank him and, hopefully, say goodbye.
"Well, Mike, thank you so much for helping me out," hopefully he got the message.
"Oh, your welcome Bella...so, what do you want to eat?" UGH! Unfortunately he can't process the god damn thick message.
"Well, I love Italian. Do they have that here?" I said turning my head to part look for and Italian place and part look away from Mike.
"yeah, there is a fantastic,"WHOA there Mike, careful with the big words," little Italian place over there," he said, as he cocked his head over to a restaurant that had tinted - HUGE - windows. There was a group of about six guys in front of it.
Mike slung his heavy arm around my shoulders and started talking while I tried to get his hold off of me.
"We're going to meet some friends, okay? Then we can eat."
"Yeah - sure - whatev"
I continued struggleing until we got to his friends.
"Hey guys! I would like you to meet one of the new kids this year. This is Bella."
When I saw his friends I swear I had to resist closing my eyes, screaming for mercy and running away. They all were...not geeky, but anyone could see that they had big ego's, and all I could see in their eyes were lust.
"Bella, this is Eric, Tyler, Jamie, Cody, Dash and Brandon. Boys, this is Bella," I heard a murmur of 'Hi', 'Hey' and 'sup's from the six boys. If I hadn't looked at their faces I would have thought they weren't interested. But nope, they were too busy undressing me with their eyes to put any real effort to their introductions.
I was still struggling to get Mike's heavy arm off me when I heard a new voice. This time, the voice seemed more manly and deeper compared to the ones I was just burning my ears with.
"Hey guys!...Wait dude, Tyler, close your mouth man!What the he-OH...wow," the voice belonged to a huge, built man that I would normally be frightened of, but he had a goofy smile and curly hair that hung loosely over his forehead,"Hey, I'm Emmett Cullen! Excuse my friends here...their minds seem to have gone M.I.A on us,"'Emmett' said while tapping on Eric and Jamie's backs, bringing them to life.
"It's okay...I'm sorta used to it. I'm Bella Swan by the way!"I exclaimed, sticking my hand out to be polite. Instead of taking my hand though, he he enveloped me into a huge, tight, yet very welcoming hug.
"I know you needed to get Mike's arm off you, I'm glad to help... that monster tries to get any girl he sees" he whispered in my ear, low enough for only me to hear.
"Thank you SO much!" I whispered back.
When he let go, he still had a smile on his face and noticed all the other guys looking disappointed.
"Well, welcome to the academy Bella. I see you are going to eat now, so we'll just be going now," he said as he winked, I immediately knew it was still part of his plan, "c'mon Mike."
I was thankfull they left and would have to thank Emmett later for his 'hero' move there.
I grabbed my food and headed back out - wanting to avoid anymore annoying disturbances - to my dorm. What I didn't expect though, was to tumble down as soon as I opened my door, and brought back up before being hugged by a small black haired girl.
"Hello, my name is Alice Cullen!"
Hey, hope I didn't disappoint!
-Claire