My Years of Rejection
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Summary:
He had rejected her from the beginning. She had chosen to be isolated avoiding him. Life makes circles. They meet years later dealing with the remains of their attitude.
Chapter Four: Leaving Forks.
End of Chapter Three:
"The hell, all of you and this little snake-hole you call school. I'm done," I said and pushed Edward aside, in a desperate attempt to get out.
I needed to breath. It was my last day in Fork's High School. I had had enough. I never returned there.
BPOV
The flight from Washington to Florida was just not long enough. It was not long enough for me to form a solid explanation about my sudden decision to leave Forks. Renee was of course thrilled to have me back, and Phil would be okay, but leaving at the beginning of the school year was not a Bella thing to do. My mother would definitely want to know what exactly had happened. She was not as tolerant as Charlie, with my vague answers.
After my "impressive" exit from school, two days before my flight, I was a different person, for a while. Although I knew I had just insulted the whole school, I was feeling much...better. For once I had the attention of everybody, for once I was not invisible, for once I left all of them speechless. Most important, I left with my head up, angry but relieved and without crying. I didn't even returned to get my things from my locker. Later, I left the key to my father. There was nothing embarrassing or important inside it anyway.
I hardly remember driving back home. It seemed like my track was mechanically returning to our drive-way. Through the whole drive, I was preparing my self about telling Charlie my decision to go and live with my mother, for the rest of the school year. Me and Charlie had established a comfortable father-daughter relationship during the last two years. We were close, but not close enough to discuss about everything. He was discreet and supportive, and trusted me. I told him what happened, leaving out my crush for Edward. I was embarrassed about telling him that I had literally been disrespectful and totally out of order, but I wanted him to know the truth from me first, not the principal, or the gossips from parents around town. Forks was a small community. It would be inevitable for Charlie not to hear about his daughter's tantrum in front of the whole school.
My father looked worried and sad and a little...angry. At first I thought he was angry for me, his pride and joy, embarrassing him. It took him a few minutes to explain that he was angry with the school, for supporting discrimination among students, and with himself, for not helping me be more social and popular. Deep inside I knew he understood that the truth had nothing to do with him. He bought the ticket to Jacksonville the same afternoon. He and Renee discussed a little on the phone but I guess they had left a lot to talk about for later. The next day, Charlie took care of all the paperwork needed for me to change schools. I could guess the looks he had received from the school secretary and my teachers. I was feeling terribly uncomfortable about leaving him alone there, but I just didn't want to see anyone.
The day before my departure, I had literally nothing to do. I had packed everything the previous night. I had not much to prepare anyway, clothes and some books, only the important ones. I cleaned the house, did grocery shopping, prepared some meals for Charlie, but still the day looked endless. It was noon when Charlie called to tell me that everything had been taken cared of and that he would return from the station very late at night. I decided to walk a little and enjoy the cold air. Florida had a nice climate, warm and inviting, but I would always miss the cool Autumns in Forks. Changing season.
I was lazily wondering around, avoiding places were my schoolmates could possibly be, although it was still school time. I passed the Library, making a mental note to leave another key to my father. It was usually empty in the mornings. I didn't bother going inside, though I thought I saw someone familiar in. I was convinced that my mind was messing with me and that a copper-head man was there. I quickly erased the delusional thought from my mind and walked away. The lady there would surely know about my behavior the other day. I finally reached the path towards the woods.
I used to take long walks alone near the forest, but I had never followed that path. That day, it seemed like a good idea. I guess I was feeling bold enough to deal with the mystery, I always thought was hiding there. I was a different Bella, for a while. Though I kept watching my back and worry about the small noises around me, I was enjoying my walk. It was like discovering a new world around me. I had been in the forest again, for a project in Biology, but I was with almost 40 other people and the teacher . We had taken the wide path behind the school and I was so focused in collecting samples of plants, I had missed the pleasure of the walk itself. It was time for a payback.
After an hour, I had reached a small pond and decided to rest for a while. I couldn't avoid the thoughts though. I was repeating the events in my mind over and over again. Tanya, Jessica, my classmates and...Edward. His face was the last thing I remembered. Being more calm I brought that face back in front of me. He didn't look angry as I would expect. He looked embarrassed and a little...hurt? My memories went further back, to the day before my outburst. The day he had seen me crying. That day he looked much more tensed. My mind stopped for a while. He had given me something that day after school. The schedule for the paper. I still had it in my backpack and and had not bothered checking it out.
I searched my bag and found the folded paper. There was no meaning in checking it out. I was no longer a member of the school paper. Maybe in Florida I would have a better chance in writing. I was almost ready to just forget about it when a wave of curiosity guided my fingers. I opened it and started checking names, dates, works to be done. After a brief scanning I was literally an emotional mess. My whole schedule was arranged so that I would work full time with Edward. Every day.
A feeling of regret and frustration clouded my head. And then I saw his face again, mirrored on the surface of the pond. He was standing right behind me. I screamed.
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