I can't believe I forgot this on the first chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park, or IKEA, or Target, or Volvo, or Chevrolet, or How Far We've Come by Matchbox Twenty.
Bella POV
I woke up the next morning feeling fairly comfortable with my new surroundings. I liked the way my room looked, dark and mysterious, in the morning; the sun didn't come through the window like it did in L.A. I checked my alarm clock for the time: seven thirty-three. Although some people thought it was crazy, it was normal for me to wake up this early in the morning naturally. My body new there were things to do and so it could no longer lie in bed.
I took a shower, realizing that I hadn't taken one in three days. I felt so clean and renewed. I got dressed in some dark brown khaki pants and a deep red tank-top. Feeling adventurous, I dug through one of the boxes that I still needed to unpack. I found my make up and took it all out.
Most of my makeup was eyeliner, mascara, eye-shadow, and lip gloss, but I do have some mineral powder. At the bottom of the pile I found what I was looking for: my small supply of nail polish. I had two shades of silver, a shimmery blood red shade, a bright red, various dark blues and purples, and two blacks as well as a clear gloss coat. I took the darker red one and got to work. When I finished with that I took the black and gave myself colored French tips. I applied the final coat of clear gloss and walked downstairs for breakfast.
Amanda was already eating breakfast at the table. I grabbed a bowl and pored myself some Raisin Bran (I love that cereal, and I don't own it either). I sat down across from Amanda, who wasn't so much eating her breakfast as she was stirring it around in her bowl.
"Are you ok?" I asked her. "You seem really nervous."
"Yeah... well, no," she paused for a moment, "Can I trust you?" she asked, leaning closer.
"What the hell it that?" Dad called from the newly dubbed living room. From what I could guess, that was the delivery of my TV.
"Shit!" Amanda and I muttered at the same time.
"What?" she asked, looking as confused as I felt.
"Well, I had some money- well a lot of money actually- left over, and I bought a TV with it," I admitted.
Her eyes grew wide before she started laughing, hard.
"What?" I asked her, getting a bit miffed and angry.
"I did the same thing!" she said when she had regained enough composure to talk.
Oh boy, Dad is going to be so pissed.
"Dad is so gonna kill us!" we muttered at the same time. It surprised me again at how similar we could be when we are so different. The doorbell rang and we walked slowly to it as Dad opened the door.
"I have two 40" plasma screen televisions with hanging shelves and one Blue ray DVD system for Amanda and Isabella Swan," the delivery man told my father. Amanda and I watched in horror as Dad's eyes widened and then narrowed into slits. Mom came down the stairs by that point, confused by what was happening.
Amanda and I exchanged a glance –we had gotten the same TV- and quickly ran over to sign for the electronics. My mom looked very confused, and my Dad looked like he was about to spontaneously combust.
"Renee, I need to talk to you for a moment," he said in a deathly calm voice. She followed him into the kitchen and I could hear them arguing.
The guy came back with two sets of identical packages, "Where should I set these up?" he asked.
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Amanda and I talked in her room- which was finished and as lovely as ever- while the guy set up my TV across from my bed.
"I can't believe we got the same TV!" she giggled.
"I know, and I'm glad you got a DVD system; now I can take the one from our old TV without feeling bad!" I laughed back. It wasn't completely genuine, but we both needed to give if we were going to get anywhere.
"Great minds think alike!" she suggested with another giggle.
"Yeah," I agreed halfheartedly.
"Amanda! Bella! We'd like to talk with you!" Mom called from downstairs.
Our smiles disappeared as our faces paled.
"We are so dead," we said together.
I thought about this as we walked downstairs. Amanda really did seem to be changing, and I hated to admit it but so did I. We had talked more today than we had in the last three months combined, minus the arguments. We really were coming along way.
We entered the kitchen together, simultaneously gulping.
"I know my reaction back there wasn't a good one," Dad started, "and I know that I told you to spend the money on whatever for your rooms, so I'm going to let you keep the TVs." What's the catch? I asked in my mind. "But, no cable and if you forget to turn it off before you go to bed, there will be consequences."
Amanda and I quickly pounced, hugging Dad and squealing "Thank you" every two seconds. Mom came and hugged us too, so we thanked her as well.
"Your TVs are all set," the man said before leaving the house.
Amanda squealed and hugged a very surprised me, before suggesting a moderately good idea.
"Let's go out for lunch!"
Edward POV
Alice was the most annoying sister ever. I didn't mind being switched around from foster home to foster home at all compared to living with her. Don't get me wrong, the Cullens are great, the best foster parents I've had so far. Esme was really nice and had the best cooking of all of my foster mothers, and Carlisle was very kind and made sure to take time off from work to spend time with us. Us being Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper and myself.
Emmett is the biggest of my siblings; he plays football and is one of the most popular guys at school. His girlfriend, Rosalie, is Jasper's twin sister. They were taken in by their aunt, Esme, when their parents were killed in a car accident. Alice, who is also Jasper's girlfriend, was adopted about a year before me, but we are the same age.
I hated that fact. Because we are both juniors, I am in many of her classes and she always wants to take me shopping for clothes that would 'make me more likeable'.
But I didn't want to be 'more likeable', I wanted to be myself. Too bad Alice didn't like who I was. She didn't like how I only ever wore dark grey and dark blue and black. She didn't understand why I couldn't fake a smile every once and a while just to make myself look friendlier. Her least favorite part was probably my music.
When I had been adopted when we were 12, I loved classical piano music. I played it nearly everyday. When I hit puberty, I changed. I liked different bands and music genres. I moved from playing the grand piano that had been kept in the library to playing the keyboard that I kept in my room.
The rest of the family didn't have a problem with me being emo, as long as I kept my grades up and kept out of drugs, they were fine with it. But Alice always said I needed to be myself. Too bad she never realized that what she meant was be my old self.
She had stopped talking to me for two weeks now, a new record for her perky little being. That's why I was so surprised when she demanded I get off me "fat ass and do something with my life." I told her fine, that I would go to dinner with her and Jasper if she wanted. When I said that she seemed strangely smug. I don't know how, but she convinced Carlisle and Esme to let us- all of us, Emmett and Rosalie too- go out to Port Angeles on a school night.
She dragged us all to La Bella Italia, a small Italian restaurant there. We were seated by the front window, where you could look up and down the wet streets of the tourist hot-spot. I sipped my water quietly as the others talked about the return to school the next day. We had just ordered our food- we were all going to share two large pizzas- when something out the window caught my eye. Actually, it was someone.
She was walking down the street with what looked like her sister and parents. From the looks on the parents' faces, they were getting along well, but that was unusual. The taller girl was wearing a light green long sleeve top and white washed jeans. She had long, dark brown hair and light blue eyes. She was undeniably beautiful, but the other girl was more so.
She had dark, mahogany brown hair, but it was still lighter than the other girl's. It flowed just past her shoulder blades and splayed out on her blood red tank top. She had on deep brown khaki pants that brought out her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I was surprised that she could walk around so warm in a tank top, but her pale arms were smooth; no goose-bumps.
My heart rate sped up as they turned to enter the restaurant. I watched, but was disappointed when they were seated out of view. I looked back to my siblings. Each and every one of them had a smug grin on his or her face.
"What?" I asked, annoyed.
Various phrases and words were all blurted out at once: nothing, what are you talking about, what was that... It all added up to one thing: they were hiding something.
I vowed to myself that I would find out what.
Bella POV
By the time we got home- just a little after nine-o-clock- Amanda and I were joking around like old friends. We were hanging out in her room, listening to our iPods and joking around. How Far We've Come came on and I couldn't help but laughing.
I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world,
but its feeling just like every other morning before,
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,
"What?" Amanda asked.
The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour and I,
started staring at the passengers waving goodbye
can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?
"Don't you think this song is just too fitting for right now?" I asked her.
But I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
"Huh? The end of the world?" she asked confused.
I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know
then I can't remember caring for an hour or so
"Okay, so maybe the lyrics aren't a perfect match, but the title fits." I giggled. We started singing quietly to the music, dancing around in her room.
started crying and I couldn't stop myself
I started running but there's no where to run to
I sat down on the street, took a look at myself
said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell
say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to
I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come (right now)
let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
Its gone gone baby its all gone
there is no one on the corner and there's no one at home
well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
now it's over for me and it's over for you
well its gone gone baby its all gone
there's no one on the corner and there's no one at home
well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
now it's over for me and it's over for you
I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, i guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come, again
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we go
We brushed our teeth together before I took my iPod and headed off to bed. How Far We've Come was stuck in my head, and I was mumbling the lyrics as I slipped into the land of dreams.
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I was in the Psych office, and for some demented reason I was hiring Shawn and Gus to find my sister, Amanda, who had eloped with this jerk Alec from L.A.
"Can't you find them?" I begged.
"Sure, let me contact Elvis for you," Shawn answered.
Gus hit him on the arm, "Elvis? Are you serious?"
"Yes I'm serious. Odds are they're in Vegas, and Elvis can help us out a little then."
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I was elated when I woke up from my dream, it was just too. Plain. Weird. I took a shower quickly and got dressed. I found a silver tank top and pulled on some black wash jeans. I found a tight black zip up jacket and threw that on over. I went to the bathroom to ready myself for the day. I dried and straightened my hair as well as lightly applied purple eye-shadow, black eyeliner and pale pink lip gloss.
I grabbed breakfast with Amanda before heading to the van for our first day of school. I had already put my black raincoat and black book bag in the van, but Amanda had to run back inside to get her own.
We pulled up to the school and I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for the hours of torture to come.
A/N: So how did you like chapter 2? did you like the POV switch? How about the BellaxAmanda bonding? Tell me what you think so I can make the story better.
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With love, K.C.
