DISCLAIMER: Some of the contents in this chapter may contain some of the same occurrences or scenes in the real book. They are not my idea. People that have read the books or seen the movies will know which bits I've added and what scenes or lines are Stephanie Meyer's.
By the way, I will be copying and pasting the above disclaimer on every story whether or not there is anything to Disclaim, you know, just in case.
Sorry for bothering you with my repetitiveness and boringness hahaha, you may read now :)
I woke up the next morning, disappointed. I suppose I was hoping it was a horrible dream and I'd wake up in Phoenix. I grabbed my toiletries bag and attempted to walk out the door, almost failing with all the luggage bags. Renee had packed her bags again and stuffed them in the small area outside our bedrooms. I pushed my way through and managed to get to the bathroom and get ready for school.
Not wanting to leave home, I took my time in the shower and eating my cereal. Downstairs I noticed blankets and a pillow on the recliner, Charlie had slept there again. He had already left for work at the station and Renee came trudging down the stairs. Instead of looking angry, she seemed upset but that's how she always was after a fight with Charlie.
"Bella, you need to make a decision by tomorrow afternoon about who you are going to be staying with. I am going back to Phoenix." She said with a sad tone. This was going to be hard and I knew it. I didn't want to hurt either of their feelings but I knew straight away I wanted to go back to Phoenix. I just nodded and Renee went back upstairs. I stepped outside with my school bag realising I had no way of getting to school. I went back inside, ready to call out to Renee, when I seen a note hanging on the fridge door.
It said:
Bella,
When you go outside, the truck is yours.
Keys are on the hook and have a good first day.
Charlie.
Confused about what truck he was talking about, I grabbed the keys and fought my way through the fog and found an old Chevy ute. I got in the car, not even sure if it was going to run properly and started it. It rattled a bit but finally roared to life and I pulled out of the driveway. The drive to school was too quick for my liking, no matter how much time I tried to waste at home, it wasn't enough.
I got there early and there were only one or two cars in the car park. Probably the staff and maybe one or two students were at the school already. I sat in the truck trying to get as much out of the heater as possible before I put my jacket on and stepped out into the icy air of Forks.
I found my way to the office and was almost overwhelmed by the sudden heat inside. A small old woman with white hair gave me a sheet to give to all my teachers to sign and she also gave me a map to find my way around. She gave me a quick smile and I walked out and back to sit in my car while I figured out the map and read what order my subjects were in. Trig was first, great.
I looked up, surprised at how many cars had filled the car park so quickly. The bell went and I got out reluctantly, making my way to the first class.