Disclaimer: You have no idea how sick I am getting of writing this sentence over and over again; I do not own Twilight. It's pretty much a given; If me, or anyone else for that matter, owned Twilight, then what the hell would we be doing writing about it here when we could just be adding to the series and making money from it? Anyway, I also don't own anything that looks familiar or sounds familiar. A lot of it belongs to the show Charmed and everyone who created, wrote, directed, and all that other junk for the show.
Rated: T.
Author: Paige Turner.
Summary: AU. '…' Honestly, I can't think of a summary to write for this. Just know that if you like my other stuff, you like supernatural, and you like A/B, then you should definitely give this a read. It's my favourite of all of my stuff right now. ^^
Bella.
Tanya.
Kate.
BELLA
A dark chuckle bubbled up my throat and escaped through my lips. Tanya and Kate were standing on either side of me, looking at all the eyes looking at us. I knew this was going to happen; both of them had spent the morning convincing me that everything would be fine and we probably wouldn't even be noticed in the sea of kids at school (I'm not one for attention), so I was ready for the exact opposite, unlike my two sisters. Every single pair of eyes in the parking lot were on us, and it was fairly quiet. Now, I wasn't certain but I think it was because of our attire; maybe, maybe it was just because we were the new shiny toys, but I'm pretty sure it was because of how we were dressed.
Tanya, my dear, narcissistic, skin showing sister was basking in all the attention; grinning at a few kids whose eyes she could catch. She wore a grey Stella McCartney lace jacket, with a Steampunk black and white alley striped gothic lolita corset that had a black bow on the front over top, a black satin burlesque skirt with lace trim, and grey heels that looked like a deathtrap if I were to have worn them.
Kate, on my other side, wasn't quite so...where Tanya was more...Kate was kind of... Kate wasn't one for going the extra mile for clothes. Hers was more simple, but still, compared to any other girl here in Forks, she was out there. She wore a beige WW2 military spat corset with leather straps around each arm, and a black skirt that belled out, with tall, black high heel boots, and her gothic aristocrat metal buckle tail coat.
Now I myself wasn't a skirt person, or dresses or anything like that. They were uncomfortable, you couldn't move in them or you'd end up killing yourself, and they were so revealing. Yeah, so not my thing. So, standing in between my sisters was me, in black combat boots, black dress pants, a white blouse with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows, a black leather harness, long black and white vertically striped gloves that were fingerless, a small dark wrist gadget, and plain dark vintage welding goggles that hung around my neck.
"If I'm not mistaken, the office is that way," I pointed to the door of a building that had the word 'Office' hanging over it. "Through this enormous sea of students."
Tanya shot me a glare before we made our way across the eerily quiet parking lot. We tried to pretend we didn't notice the staring, but that was impossible, and just made me feel awkward. So, by the time we entered the office and the door swung back closed, I let out a sigh of relief and slumped into one of the chairs along the wall where the door was. Kate sat down beside me, looking at everything and everyone, including the redheaded woman behind the desk who was staring at us with excited eyes behind her purple glasses.
The woman was nearly bouncing out of her seat when Tanya approached the counter, smiling a bright smile at the woman. "Hello. I'm Tanya Swan and these are my sisters Kate and Bella." She said, gesturing to us. Kate beamed and chirped a friendly hello while I just gave a halfhearted wave and grimace/smile. Friendly and chipper was something the other two were good at, though when brooding and bitter sarcasm was needed, people came to me. That wasn't exactly true either though, people never came to me for anything, they actually tended to avoid me.
'That's because of the brooding and bitter sarcasm, Bella. You've got a dark cloud hanging over your head all the time and it scares people off.' Kate's mental reply came.
'Not so my lord; I am too much i' the sun.' I shot back, reciting the quote that ran through my head at her own reply.(1)
'You read too much.' Kate snorted.
I shook my head, raising my chin as I gave her a sideways glance. 'I'll take that as a compliment.'
"Aha! Here they are!" The redhead chimed, handing a stack of papers over to Tanya who still had the smile in place and thanked the woman.
We began our trek to the sidewalk that branched off into a bunch of others that all led to different buildings where different classes were, and at least now all the kids weren't staring, though they were whispering and pointing and whatnot to one another. "You know, I'm so very glad you guys convinced me to move and actually come to school today. I just, I don't think I could live with myself if I had missed this. I don't think life would ever be the same again." I mused, waving my hand around at all the kids.
Kate nudged me with her hip, a frown playing at her mouth, and a felt a small pang of regret. I hadn't actually meant to make them feel bad or anything; the words came spilling out of my mouth before I could stop and filter them.
Tanya spun around to face us, holding out two schedules and two yellow slips of papers with a bunch of lines for signatures. "Get your teachers to sign these," She said, handing us the yellow slips. I shoved mine into my pocket, not caring if it was crumpled. "And here are your schedules."
Quickly glancing over my schedule, I found that both my chemistry class and english class were AP(we needed to send them our report cards before moving here so they'd know which classes to put us in and at which level), and nodded to myself. Kate looked over my shoulder, wrapping an arm around it. "I know who I'm going to, to do my english homework." She laughed.
I stuck my tongue out at her playfully, and had the air knocked from my lungs as Tanya forced us all into a group hug. "Aw, my little baby sister is a genius!" She cooed while Kate cackled.
I struggled to free myself from all the affection, but it was no use; they were both clinging onto me, so I gave up and stood there, huffing to myself. "Alright, baby genius is going to be late for math now." I grumbled, satisfied when that got them to finally let go.
Tanya smiled at both Kate and I while walking backwards towards her first class. "Alright you guys, have a good first morning. We'll meet up at the cafeteria for lunch and sit together." She called, turning to stride off into the building.
Kate laughed and started pulling me in another direction; I assumed her class was relatively close or maybe even in the same building as mine. "Yeah, we'll sit with her and her group of fan boys she's bound to have by lunch."
Joy. I couldn't imagine a better way to spend my one free hour, then watching a bunch of hormonal teenage boys drool over my older sister. "Fun fun." I replied and Kate laughed once more before leaving me at the door to my classroom while she skipped off down the hall.
XxXxXx
Smoke had to be blowing out of my ears by now as I furiously scribbled over the page in my notebook. I sort of felt bad for my psychology homework that I was practically stabbing as I sat at the round lunch table in the corner of the cafeteria.
"Isabella."
My head throbbed with an ache that I knew would not go away until the kid left me alone. Being in his presence literally caused me pain.
"Isabella."
My grip on my pen tightened and my eyes narrowed at my paper. Ignoring him wasn't turning out as easy as I thought it would, though I should have known that, after trying to do it for an hour in psychology. I briefly wondered if I stabbed my pen into my ear, it would block out the noise coming from the boy's mouth?
"Isabella!"
"What?" I whirled on him. His blue eyes widened and his baby face scrunched up in surprise. He chuckled to himself and ran a hand through his blonde spikes before flashing me, what I assumed was supposed to be charming, smile.
"Do you have the time?" He asked.
If I ripped his head off, I'd probably get expelled and wouldn't have to come back to school. Sounded like a win-win situation; I don't have to come here anymore and he won't make any more noise. People would probably even thank me. But alas, I couldn't do it because deep down I did have a conscience (who I wasn't on good terms with now), so I glanced at the gadget on my wrist before answering him. "Noon."
His eyebrows shot up and he shifted closer to me to get a better look at the gadget. "Where does it say that?" He wondered out loud.
I scooted my chair back away from him and slid my books back over in front of me. "The clock on the wall." I muttered, going back to my notebook.
The chair on my other side was slid out as another one was brought up to the now open space as Kate and Tanya sat down. "Sorry it took us so long, there was a big line up." Kate sighed, setting her tray down.
"For sludge?" I asked, stirring the bowl of soup on her tray and raised an eyebrow.
She glared at me. "It's stew." Then looked down into the bowl curiously. "I think."
Gagging, I went back to my notes once more. "How was your day so far, Bella?" Tanya asked, stabbing her fork through a piece of salad.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Fascinating." I replied sarcastically. 'Have you met Mike?'
'Another Notwen?' Tanya asked, looking up at the blonde boy whose eyes I could still feel on me.
'Worse. A Newton.' I grumbled, well, as close to a grumble as you could get in your head.
Kate choked on her sludge, giggling furiously to herself and I scowled, though didn't dare look up in fear that Mike might strike up a conversation. 'So you have the fan boys this time.'
'Just the one. I can't fathom why, though.' There's wasn't really an appeal.
Tanya sighed, nudging my foot with hers. 'Because despite what you think, Bella; you really are pretty.'
An image of a wall made entirely of ice came up as I blocked Tanya and Kate from my thoughts, forcing myself to get absorbed in my work. I didn't need any of their heart warming, hallmark card, pep talks about self image and loving yourself, and blah blah blah. I'd rather get unnecessary injections.
Though I was engrossed in my work, I still caught snippets of the conversation at the table. Jessica, from spanish, and Lauren, from...well, just now I think, were talking about some sort of dance coming up -memo to self; make plans for that day- while Mike and Eric were talking about a beach trip, and Tanya and Kate were getting a lay of the land and spots to check out from a quiet girl named Angela. Angela was the only one so far who hadn't tried to force a conversation from me, and also my favourite.
"Who are they?" I heard Tanya asked, but dismissed it. Looks like someone caught her eye...poor boy.
Jessica scoffed. "I see the Cullens have caught your eye." There was shuffling as her voice lowered. "The really big guy there is Emmett, and the blonde on his arm is Rosalie. They're together. Like, together-together."
Angela mumbled an explanation, coming to these 'Cullens' defence. "Yeah, but they're not all related by blood. Dr. Cullen and his wife adopted them all."
"Still." Jessica muttered. "Anyways, the other blonde who looks like he's in pain is Jasper, and the last guy there is Edward, and the final Cullen is Alice. They're all single, but apparently no one here is good enough for them."
Jessica tuned back into Lauren's conversation as the table broke out into their own little planets again, talking over and to one another. I could feel Tanya and Kate turn to one another. "Bella, look at them; they're gorgeous!" Kate chimed.
"Hmmm. Beautiful." I hummed back, crossing out a word and re-writing it.
Tanya grabbed my book, though my pen was still on it and thus created a long, black line down the page and through my work. "Whoops. Seriously though, look at them, you won't regret it."
I glared at Tanya. "Why should I? Huh? Maybe they don't like people gawking at them like they're all some shiny sports car? Or drooled over like a slab of meat? I've had to endure it from hormones over there for just an hour and already I can't stand it; I can't imagine how bad it must be for them." That was a total overreaction; I knew that. I'm fairly certain I sounded pretty damn whiney too, but I was in a bad mood. A really bad mood. And she just wrecked my homework. I'd have to re-write that whole damn page.
Tanya looked at me, placing her hand on mine as she lowered her voice so the other kids at the table, who were now staring at me like I might explode, wouldn't hear. "Are you alright, Bella?"
Sighing, I rubbed my eyes and nodded. "Yeah. Sorry. I'm just…I've got a really weird feeling." It started back in first period; my heart kept skipping a beat and I felt butterflies in my stomach. It would come and go as I walked down the hallways and stuff, but it seemed to be constant now. It was disturbing me since I was pretty sure I wasn't sick, and what kind of sickness would that be anyways?
"Like what kind of feeling?" Kate asked while everyone once again turned away to their own conversations.
I shrugged. "Nothing. It doesn't matter." I didn't even have to look to see that they both frowned. "Where's this table of super models I'm supposed to stare at like I've been star struck?" I asked.
Kate huffed, going back to her sludge after she nodded towards the opposite side of the cafeteria. Again, I felt that familiar pang of regret before turning to look.
And they were both right. Those people were insanely beautiful. Like…it almost hurt to look at. The kind of beautiful that made you think you were hallucinating because people just didn't look like that. They couldn't. It was impossible. Yet there they all sat, perfection personified, the epitome of beauty.
The first one I noticed was Emmett according to Jessica's description, and it was because she was accurate. The guy, more of a man it seemed, was huge. If I had to guess, which I wasn't very good at; believe me, I'd say he was six foot seven. Maybe six foot eight. His arms were like tree trunks; complete muscle that actually suited him and didn't make him look like he downed a tub of steroids and was just a walking bulk. Still, you could see them through his white shirt, that's sleeves were bunched up to his elbows. His white pants and white sneakers really made his black hair stick out and contrasted really nice; it was slicked back save for a few rebellious curls that gave him a childlike quality, along with the giant grin on his face and dimples.
The next one was blonde. Her hair was long and flowing down to her mid back, perfectly straight, and reminded me of Rapunzel. And Emmett there could definitely be her knight in shinning armour. Actually, by how close they were sitting, I'd say he was her knight in shinning armour. She too was fairly tall, probably taller than me; around Tanya's height. The two had a number of similarities. Her face that put meaning behind the words 'painted by angels' would have been even more impossibly beautiful if it didn't have the seemingly permanent scowl/glare in place. Her features were sharp, along with her face, and though she wasn't as…built, for lack of a better term, as other girls, you could tell she'd win in a fight. Hands down. That girl was oozing power. Even her name sounded like that; Rosalie. She too was wearing white; white jeans and a white cardigan.
Moving along from her was another blonde. His hair was sort of curly but also sort of wavy, a mix between the two really. And the colour too was a mix, gold and blonde. This guy too (probably the rest as well) gave off a 'I wouldn't mess with me if I were you' vibe. His face was hard and he did appear to be in some kind of pain, though it only showed in his eyes. His face though, was also scarred, three long ones running down from one of his eyebrows to his top lip, and then a bunch running down his neck and disappearing into the white collar of his button up shirt. He was tall also, with muscle but not quite as much as Emmett, and had a stiff posture that looked highly uncomfortable from where I was sitting. His fists were bunched and sitting on his white slacks clad thighs, and his feet covered in white boots were tapping impatiently like he couldn't wait for lunch to be over so he could race out of there. It made me feel a little bad for Jasper, how much it seemed to bother him to be sitting there.
The last male, Edward, was beside him, looking over at Jasper every now and then with brotherly concern like he knew just how Jasper was feeling and the extent of it while the others were only sympathetic. His hair stood up, defying gravity, and was a unique colour; a reddish brown…bronze, I suppose. He had a chiselled face, one that would probably make most girls swoon over (This was the one that caught Tanya's eye, I assumed.). He was scrawnier than the other two guys, looking like a boy among men, and was shorter too. His fingers were long, and I knew he played piano as well, just because of the way he was tapping the table, and I wondered just how good he was and if he too composed songs of his own. Like the others, he was dressed in white; a white T-shirt, and white jeans, with white shoes.
The very last Cullen was next. Comparing her to her sister would be like comparing night to day. Honestly. Their hair made that analogy come to mind the second you looked at them; while Rosalie's hair was long and flowing, a nice bright blonde, hers was cropped short and stood out in every direction, spiked in perfect chaos, it was black, like the ink of the many, many books filling the library back at the manor. Again, where Rosalie was tall, this girl was short, very short, and had soft round features; a button nose, fluffy pink lips. She was very petite and the word nymph came to mind when looking at her. I would have said pixie, and it would fit really, but when you hear pixie, you think pointy ears and two inches tall with wings and such. Basically you picture a fairy, and this girl was not a fairy. She was a nymph. Who was also in white (was that a common thing? All of them dressing in one colour?); white high heels, though she was still short, some sort of white pants; possibly jeans, maybe slacks as well, and a white coat with big black buttons. And since she was the last, it would make her Alice.
It was strange. Angela had said that they were not blood related, and that they all were adopted, yet I couldn't help but notice all the similarities they had. They were all very pale, even more pale than myself, they all had light purple bags under their eyes, and they all had unique eyes; a bright golden colour. Another similarity, though this one wasn't features, but possession. They all had it, whether it was on a wrist band, a necklace, a choker, or …nope, that was it; was a crest. I couldn't make out any details from there, but I saw it, and thought of my own.
An outline of a crescent moon, with a star in it, all black. It was on the left side of my neck, right under my ear, Tanya's was on her left hand, opposite side of her palm, and Kate's was on her left wrist just below the palm. It was our family's crests; Charlie's father's and father's father's, was a star, and Renee's mother's mother's was a an outline of a crescent moon; so ours was a combination of them both. Two covenants formed into one.
I knew that these Cullens couldn't be Witches though because the girls didn't have mismatched eyes, and the guys wouldn't be hanging around humans that closely if they were Sorcerers.
"So? What's the verdict?" Kate asked.
I shrugged. "Yes, they're all very pretty." I agreed and started packing up my things to head to my next class.
Tanya rolled her eyes, gathering her own stuff as well. They were thinking along the same lines as me; not wanting to get caught in the mass of students when the bell rang. "Well you can't have them; I called Edward and Kate called Jasper."
I snorted. "Wasn't interested, but good to know; I'll be sure to warn the other girls of the school."
Kate hooked her free arm through mine as Tanya grabbed her own tray as well as Kate's to dump. "No one ever catches your interest, Bella. What's wrong with you, girl?" She laughed.
Scoffing, I paused to wait for Tanya to dump the trays. "Why am I the one to blame for that? I can't help it if people aren't interesting."
Tanya bumped me with her hip before grabbing the door. "People are interesting, Bella. You just never notice it. You never give them a chance."
Whatever. "People are shallow, self centred, narrow minded beings. I really don't see the whole desire there." I muttered, waving to the two of them as I made my way to the chemistry room.
The seat in the very back corner looked inviting, so that's where I went and sat after giving the teacher my slip to sign. The room, since it was a chemistry lab, was set up differently from most classrooms. There were no desks in here; rather long black tables, four on one half of the room, one in front of the other and another and another, all the way to the back, and four on the other side. Each long table had one sink in the very middle, separating spots for two people to sit on each side, and each side of the table had a place to hook up a Bunsen burner, and an outlet for a two plugs.
By the time I had sat down and opened up my books, the bell had rung. Leaning back against the back counter, I crossed my arms and frowned down at my lap, hoping no one decided to sit by me. Or that there was no seating plan that would force anyone to sit by me. And for a while there, I started to think that maybe I was lucky and no one really would sit there; it was pretty calm since everyone was in the classroom, so I smiled and sat back up properly.
Only to jump out of my skin as I saw the chair next to me was taken.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you." A high, soprano voice that sounded like jingling bells, said. I could hear the little bit of mirth in it thought.
I just raised my hand and shook my head, waving it off. I didn't want to say anything and chance stuttering. Once I calmed my racing heart, I replied. "It's fine. Just didn't see you there."
"I'll make more noise next time." Alice Cullen said.
Even this close up, she was still painfully beautiful. Her porcelain looking skin was flawless and blemish free. Her golden eyes were a sight to see; a deep honey colour with brighter gold specs within them, surrounded by thick black lashes. They weren't contacts either; they were natural, yet not because people didn't have eyes like those. No one had eyes like those without them being fake. Still, it worked for the rest of her family and herself. She didn't even have to wear any makeup; the makeup would probably obscure her beauty.
"I'll be more aware next time." I added.
Alice smiled a small smile, sticking out her hand. "I'm Alice. Alice Cullen."
I nodded. "I know." Frowning, I took her hand that was shocking cold, but oddly nice. I didn't like holding or shaking hands with people who had clammy ones. "That sounds a little creepy, doesn't it?"
Alice giggled and shook her head. "Normally it would, but in a town this small; everyone knows everything. Including the new kids who haven't even been here a day."
I shrugged, letting go of her hand. "I'm Isabella Swan."
Alice grinned. "I know."
A hint of a smile played at my lips. "Making fun of me? Really? On my first day?"
Propping my elbow up on the black tabletop, I leaned my chin on it, looking around the classroom at all the other kids who were talking to one another as the teacher set up and the front of the room. "Innocent fun, Isabella." Alice said, opening up her own notebook to the first page. "I'd ask you how you're liking Forks so far, but I'm sure you've been asked that about a thousand times today."
"Meh. Not really. No one's got that far in a conversation yet." I replied, doodling in the corner of my page.
"Oh?"
"I'm not so good at interacting with people."
Alice pursed her lips as she looked at me. "You seem to be doing just fine right now."
I pointed at her. "That's all you. Which raises the question, why. Aren't you and your family supposed to be all 'better than thou' and ignore everyone or something?" I asked, thinking back to Jessica at lunch.
Alice smiled. "That's my siblings. I'm actually quite friendly and talk with everyone."
I furrowed my brows. "Did you just agree that your siblings think they're better than everyone else?"
Alice giggled. "They don't act like that. They're just not so good at interacting with people either." She paused. "Though they are better than most people around here. So am I."
Huh. "Well, at least you're confident."
Alice smiled again and shook her head. "Not like that, silly. I just meant that people around here are a little…prejudice, and can be nasty." I thought of Jessica and Lauren and had to agree. "We're better in the way that we don't actually think we're better than everyone else like some others here, and we're nice to everyone."
"Even your sister?" I asked skeptically.
Alice looked away for a second. "Okay, not necessarily nice, but we are polite to everyone."
This was probably the longest conversation I had today. I was thankful when the teacher began his lesson, not because I didn't want to talk to Alice anymore, but because I couldn't think of anything else to say and I wanted to avoid that dreadful lull. Alice smiled once more at me before turning to take notes which I did as well.
This class was going to be a cake walk; that, I deduced after twenty minutes of notes. By the end of the class, I was sure I could teach it myself and shook my head as I gathered up my things. Alice said her goodbye before skipping off to her next class, and I made my way to mine. Gym. Luckily the teacher said I could sit out for the day since it was my first. At the end of the day, I stood waiting at the Mustang for what felt like ages until Tanya walked out of her building; chatting with one of the Cullens. Edward seemed genuinely interested in whatever she was saying, and waved goodbye as she strode over to the car, meeting halfway with Kate.
"Already reeling one in?" I asked as she fished out her keys.
Tanya beamed at me. "I adore him! He's so smart and handsome and nice and-"
"We get it." Kate laughed.
"Talking to him was so easy and comfortable." She said. I thought of Alice and how easy that had seemed. It must have run in the family. "He was a little upset at the beginning of class, muttering something about not being able to read me, but other than that; it was great."
I snorted. "Yeah, you're a real mystery."
Tanya smiled at me, enveloping me in a hug. "Not even your sarcasm can bring me down. I can't wait for tomorrow!" She chimed, waving at the silver volvo that pulled out of the parking lot.
That makes one of us. I wasn't sure if I could put up another day of Mike Newton.
Tanya unlocked the car and we all piled in and sped off home.
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Chapter deux!
The end feels a little rushed to me, but I'm sick so I don't feel like fixing it.
…Does that even make sense? My head feels fuzzy, so I don't know if I'm making much sense or not right now; forgive me… I hope the chapter does then. Make sense, I mean.
(1) - Hamlet quote! Good read. For those of you who haven't read it, I suggest you do. Or, you know, watch the movie I guess. Or even watch Lion King, which is just a newer version of it…with animals.
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-Paige.