The line was quiet for a while, and I could hear Charlie taking deep breaths, probably to control his own body. I felt guilt rise inside me, but pushed it aside. I've always heard how unselfish I was, I didn't believe it, but now I hoped they had been right. That sometimes you just got to stop thinking only about all the others, and help yourself as well.
"Norway? Like, cold polar bear cities-Norway?" he said it with a lot of breathing.
"You know it's no polar bears there, right dad? It's not Antarctica!" I held inside a laugh of the thought of living there.
"Well, I don't know. I've never needed facts about that country! It's so far away Bells! Are you sure you're making the right choice here?" I knew he hoped I would change my mind, but that would never happen.
"I've hardly ever taken any bad choices, have I dad?" that wasn't a lie; it's the best way I could make it the truth. As far as I knew, moving to Jacksonville was the only bad choice I've ever made. I heard him mumble something like a no, and started trying to talk me out of it.
"I'm sorry dad; I'm already accepted to the school, so I will go no matter what you say! But I have to go now, bye dad! Go back to sleep now, I love you," I stopped him in middle of a sentence. No reason wasting his time on trying without luck to talk me out of this.
"As long as you know what you're doing, and that if you ever need anything, money or just someone to talk to, you know my number. I love you to, Bella! Take care hon!" and with that I ended the call.
After finishing my coke, I heard a woman informing that boarding to plane was starting. First I had to take a plane to England and from there to Kjevik, Kristiansand in Norway. There someone from the school would be waiting for all the students coming with the same plane as I was, and pick us up, and drive us to the school, about 40 minutes from the airport.
After a more then 20 hours plane trip, I finally arrived in London. As I walked to the next terminal I saw how it rained out side, through the windows. It was gray and wet. I hoped it wasn't like that at the moment in Norway. I got to the gate, and boarded the next plane, the last one. Only three more hours, and I would be in Norway! In one way I couldn't wait, but on the other hand, I felt butterflies rise in my belly. They talked a different language, and it was different culture! It would be a change. And I didn't know anyone here!
I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up we were there. I looked out the little window on the wall, and looked at a little, LITTLE, airport. On the front it said: KJEVIK LUFTHAVN, with big letters.
The weather was okay, cloudy, but it didn't look cold. I stood up carefully, a little stiff from a whole day flying, and got my hand luggage from under my seat.
Everyone was standing on a line waiting to get out of the plane. Some people turning their cell phones on again, others getting their stuff from the lockers in the roof.
I stood up, and followed the guy next to me out in the line.
As I had foreseen, it wasn't cold despite the clouds covering the ground and sky. I walked over the ground to the door a little far from where the plane had landed. It was made of glass, and I looked through it that the room we would enter was really small, and some few people were waiting there. Of course, it couldn't be many there, since it was such a small plane, and not that many was on it.
Then I saw the sign. I entered the door, and saw a little girl, well, not little, but tiny, standing there with a sign in her hands that said: Dahlske. How weird. Her hair was short, and pixie. She had the most gorgeous features I could even imagine. She was pale, but it wasn't bad, she looked so beautiful and her body was perfect. She had the newest in fashion clothes as well.
I walked over to her. "Hello! Im Alice, Alice Cullen," She smiled and pulled me into a hug. She had a childish kinda voice, and it sounded so sweet. "Hey, Im Bella Swan," I said shyly against her hair. She smelled wonderful as well. What more about her was perfect? "I know, come on, and let's get going!" She said, and pulled me with her. "Aren't we supposed to have some others as well?" I really hoped so, 40 minutes drive alone with her might get embarrassing. "You are the only one flying from California," She smiled. We picked up my suitcases, and got outside the airport.
It wasn't much to see there, just some few cars on a parking lot, and taxies lined up together with tour busses on a line in front of the exit. It was all gray. The weather, and all together.
She walked over to a gray Volvo, and since im no car-expert, I didn't know the type. She took my luggage in the back, and went to the driver side. I jumped in at the passenger's seat, and she started the car.
"So, from where in Florida are you from?" she looked at me, "Im not from Florida, but I moved there about a year ago, to Jacksonville," I returned the smile," Im really from Forks, but moved to Phoenix as an infant, and then when I was 17, I moved back." "Oh, why the moving back and forth?" she asked, she actually sounded interested. "My mum divorced my dad when I was less than a year, and we moved to phoenix, then she remarried a minor league baseball player, and since he travels a lot, I decided to go live with my dad for a while, since I knew my mum wasn't happy with staying home with me. Then they moved to Jacksonville, where Phil signed a contract or whatever, and I moved to Jacksonville," she just nodded, and seemed deep in thoughts. "So, where are you really from?" Why not return the nice chatty. "Oh, I don't know where im born, I was adopted at the age of 5, and moved to my adoptive parents in Atlanta, then me and my adopted sister and brothers decided we wanted to study here, and the whole family moved here about two years ago," I saw how she talked about her family with respect, and I liked it. "What happened to your real parents?" It wasn't in my rights, but I was really curious. "I don't know, actually," she smiled apologetic. Now it was me who only nodded as an answer.
The rest of the trip went without talking. Or she did tell me what all those "famous" places we drove past were named. You had places like Sørlandssenteret and Dyreparken. Sørlandssenteret was the biggest mall you could find on a pretty big radius, and Dyreparken was one of Norway's biggest Zoos,)
As I had read, the nature was beautiful, although we were driving on a highway most of the time, I still could say it was beautiful.
When we finally arrived campus, Alice first showed me around, and then helped me get my baggage It wasn't the biggest place I'd ever been at, but it was more than enough big for me. She told me about where the best shopping opertunities were, and where the best eating places were.
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After going to bed early, I got up, and took a shower. I got dressed, of course, and went outside.
Leaning against a wall, while lightning a cigarette, I looked at the different people passing me.
Some of them looked shy, like me, that they were new to this place as well. And some people hugged each other, as if seeing someone you haven't met in a long time. At least I wasn't the only new one here. I saw how people's eyes looked me up and down, before informing their friends about the new school freak.
Today I was wearing a black minishorts, and neon green tights. I had a black t-shirt over a neon green sweater, like yesterday, with thumb holes. Today I wore green and black make up and green bow-clips in my front hair. My hair was like always, teased up. I had some black outwore Converse on, with lots of writing on, and pink lazes on the right foot, and green on the left. So, I was, in their eyes, a freak.
I stumped the cigarette, and walked back into my room. Before I managed to close the door, I heard someone call my name. "Eyy! Bella!" I recognized the voice as Alice, "Hey Alice," I opened the door for her, and she hugged me, "So, since you just arrived and school starts in about a week, and we do need new clothes for school start, I was wondering if you wanted to join me shopping?" She smiled, and her eyes were pleading. "Sure, just you and me, or?" I couldn't say no, and why not go shopping. I could need it. "Well, you, me and my sister, Rosalie." She smiled."Is that okay with you?" She looked at me, "Sure, that's cool, "I nodded with a smile.
This time Alice walked over to a red Porche. In the front seat was a beautiful blonde girl. She had the most fantastic body, and I thought nothing could compete to Alice, man was I wrong! Her blonde hair was long curls, that she had hanging down. She wore a black leatherjacket over a white tank top that formed her curves perfectly. And a jeans that looked gorgeous at her. The two sisters together looked like they were pulled out from some TV show, like desperate housewife's, or gossip girls.
"Hey, im Rosalie Hale," she smiled, showing of her perfect white teeth. I took her hand, "Hey, im Bella Swan," I kept my mouth closed, but smiled. Alice opened the door to the back seats, and she sat down there with me, and Rosalie started the car.
Feeling the wind blow in my hair while we drove the highway, felt wonderful. It was so cool, and the car, the red perfect Porche, was so quiet, only a beautiful sound from the motor was all to hear from it. It wasn't anything near the horrible sound my car back in Forks had been making. The old Chevy.
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Heyy! Not many reviews on the last two chapters??? Blaaah! Come on! It takes lots of time and thinking writing those ff's! -.- I won't post next chapter unless I get reviews *pff*
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