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Family Fued - Chapter Six

I woke up to the glorious sound of Summer screaming her lungs out. Note the sarcasm.

'Mum! Where are my booty shorts?!' she complained. I heard a scuffle downstairs.

'I don't know darling…where was the last place you saw them?'

'Mum. Honestly - I can barely remember whether or not I have blonde hair, let alone where I stuff my clothes at night.'

I muttered something about blonde hair alright.

I grumbled and slipped out of bed.

'Ask Chelsea or Clare.'

'Clare!' Summer screamed up the stairs. I walked over to the mahogany door and slipped in. I took a quick shower and then changed into a cute blue singlet and some black ruggers (after looking out my window and noticing the boiling sun was out - a rarity for Forks).

I trudged down the stairs after drying my hair and running a ghd through it. Kate was cooking breakfast, and she turned to me.

'Bella, dear! Its so great to finally meet you.'

I felt a pang of guilt.

'You too.'

She grabbed me in a hug and held me tightly.

She flipped me some pancakes which I politely refused.

'Not hungry,' I said, smiling.

'Ok then dear - Charlie left you some lunch money in the counter, and the girls want to go to the local mall and do some shopping after school. Its not big, but its something.'

'Yeah, that'd be great!' I exclaimed, and then realised Charlie had only left me five bucks. I trudged back up the stairs and grabbed my hand bag off my bedside table - yes! I had my credit card, full with the three hundred dollars birthday money Phil had put on there, plus about five hundred from work. Speaking of which - I had a job in Broadbeach, at Maccas, and mum had called and told them the deal, and they'd let me quit without notice - but I was going to need one here.

Maybe I could apply at some of the shops at the local mall? And I was going to need a car, but that could come in later - when I scrounged up enough cash. I didn't see why we couldn't put my Ferrari on a cargo train and lug it over here - but Renee said it was part of my punishment.

I stuffed the handbag into my new country road schoolbag, as well as a notebook computer and my sketchbook.

I left my hair down and tied a small necklace around my neck - it was silver, and had a tiny little oval locket on the end, with a picture of me and Jake.

I took my bag with me this time, and headed back into the kitchen, again. This time, Clare and Chelsea were there, chatting animatedly.

'I just…don't get why they both like her. I love her to death and all, but Emb--'

I cleared my throat.

'Oh! Bella!' Clare exclaimed. 'Hi. Good morning,' she said. 'Good night sleep?'

'Nah…nerves I think.'

'Don't be nervous,' Chelsea replied. 'Everyone'll love you - you're gorgeous, and totally sweet.'

I smiled at her, and then noticed Summer was late - and Clare seemed to read my mind.

'She's always late,' she said, smiling.

I noticed they were both looking their best - Clare was wearing a silver singlet top and a black denim mini skirt, with some silver heels.

Chelsea on the other hand, was wearing a soft blue off-the-shoulder, with some black mini shorts, and black flats.

Summer's phone could be heard ringing upstairs.

'Oh - by the way, Quil's giving me a lift to school, I cant walk with you guys. Seth'll be taking Summer…'

'…really? Yes, sure, pick me up in ten!' Summer's eccentric voice rang from upstairs.

'And Chelsea, you can take Bella.'

'You've got a car?' I asked. She nodded.

'Birthday present from Kate,' she smiled.

Woah, and Kate wasn't even her biological mother.

She was really nice.

Summer came running down the stairs.

'Hey guys!'

Clare looked over at her and screamed.

'Go get changed!' she yelled. Summer looked down at her outfit.

'What?' She was wearing denim shorts that showed most of her arse and a white singlet that cut off under in the middle of her chest, barely covering her boobs. She also had some black sex boots.

'You look like a whore!' Chelsea roared. 'Get back upstairs and change!'

She ignored them, 'Bella - what are you wearing?'

I looked at my singlet top and shorts - yeah, I looked a bit plain.

I fidgeted uncomfortably.

'Well…'

'She looks perfect. Some dark blue heels and she'll look absolutely gorgeous. Which is more than I can say for you, Clare spat.'

'You're just jealous that these shorts and shirt don't fit you anymore.'

'They don't fit me anymore because I got boobs and legs, while you stayed midget sized. And they don't fit you anyway!'

Summer looked scandalised, but tugged the shorts down a little.

'Summer--'

'Don't even start Chelsea! You're just afraid Embry'll see me in these shorts today!'

'What the hell's that supposed to mean?' Chelsea asked.

'You know - everyone can see that you like Embry. I think he's the only one who hasn't figured it out.'

A tear fell from Chelsea's eyes.

'Yeah? Well atleast I'm not slutting my way into a boys heart!' she screamed. Summer's mouth dropped open and she ran back up the stairs. Probably to get changed.

'OK…um…Chelsea…do you want to get going? I need to get my timetable and stuff…'

'Sure!' she said; glad to get out of there.

As we headed over to the door, there was a sharp knock.

It was Embry.

'Hey,' he said as it opened. 'Summer here?'

'Yeah,' I replied for Chelsea who was staring at him. 'But Seth's giving her a lift--'

'Oh, ok. Well…since I'm here,' he said, eyeing Chelsea's outfit. 'Chelsea, want a lift?'

'Yes!' she almost screamed. 'I mean…yeah, whatever. Wait - Bella…'

'Don't worry, I can walk!'

She raised an eyebrow.

'Seriously.'

She smiled. 'Thankyou!' She went with Embry and got into his two seater Porsche - I could tell these guys were the richies around here.

I shouted goodbye to Clare and Summer and headed out into the dim sunshine. I had on some black flats, which were comfy to walk in, and headed over towards the school; a twenty minute walk.

When I got to the end of the road, a silver Volvo flashed by, and then stopped. Edward Cullen stepped out.

'Need a lift?'

I smiled gratefully.

'Please,' I said, running to the passenger side.

I got in and grinned at him. There was a song playing on the radio - Running Back, Jessica Mauboy Featuring Flo Rida.

I grinned as we drove off - both of us were singing along.

'…And I cant move on,

Cause that means forgettin, forgettin,

Everything we had,

Instead I keep running back,

Cause I keep forgettin, forgettin,

That you treat me so bad,

Instead I keep coming, keep coming,

I keep coming back...'

I smiled at Edward.

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Taylor and Clare