"That's your house. I need to be in Washington in 3 days, I'm already 2 hours late. I need to go."
"Bella, I-" I tried again.
"Good Bye, Edward."
She rolled up the windows and drove off into the forest. I walked back into my house, realizing something.
I loved Bella. I had loved her since the day I moved to that school. And as my luck would have it, I would always love her."
BPOVThe rest of my trip to Washington was uneventful. I finally got to Charlie's house on Tuesday, thinking I might have a whole half-week to get settled before school started. Fat chance, I had to start on Wednesday. Great, I had been in that tiny little crumb of early Seattle that they called Forks for 6 hours and I already had to get ready for school.
I got ready quickly, and tried to remember where the school was.
Oh that's right- of the main road. Like EVERYTHING ELSE IN THIS CITY!!
My truck made it through the accident unscathed, so I didn't have to get a ride in the police cruiser, thankfully.
I got to school in pretty short time, so I went to the office to get my little slip thingies (IDK WHAT THEY'RE CALLED!), and then to walk around the school and get to know where the different buildings are. That's when I saw them. They were almost exact replicas of Heather and her goons. They seemed to be called 'Lauren' and 'Jessica'. Great. Most everyone had indeed noticed that there was a new person here, so they were all pointing and talking. Grrrrr. Someone must have told the snobettes that I was here, for they all turned around and looked at me. The look in their eyes of awe and jealousy told me I was genius to pick my outfit. Apple bottom, a Stella McCartney button down and jacket, Manolo Blahnick heels, and a very cool Louis Vouitton bag, if I do say so myself, I was dressed for success.
Lauren, I think her name was, walked over to me, with Jessica following behind her. They both circled me like vultures looking for the lat strip to life to peck out of some innocent creature.
"Well, well, well. Looks like new meat wear's designer clothes. It would suck if something happened to get dropped on them now wouldn't it?" As she said the word dropped, she poured the contents of a tiny bottle of nail polish all over me. Oh, well.
Let's just say, that I've had a lot of practice changing in a hurry, so that I could try on different amounts of designer clothes, so I was also used to undressing in front of others. Thankfully, I had on a white tank under my shirt, and a pair of leggings under my jeans. I quickly pulled out a much simpler neon pink tunic with yellow stars on it, over a pair of black skinny jeans. Luckily, my Manolo's had survived the venture, so I was able to leave them on. I brushed out my hair, purposely spreading the pink nail polish through in.
"Hey, Lauren, can you pour a little more on? It's not evenly distributed."
Lauren dumped the entire bottle of nail polish on my head. If the school children were gasping and talking about by speedy outfit change, now they were really talking. I pulled out my brush and smoothed the polish perfectly over the top of my hair.
"What are you doing" Sputtered Jessica, upset that someone had made a plan backfire on her pretty little evil ruler.
"I'm spreading it out, so that it dries on the top my hair, leaving me with streaks. It washes out pretty easily, not too expensive either. I learned it from Lindsay Lohan."
I continued on to my next class, seeing as the bell had just rung.
I handed my slip to my first teacher.
"Isabella, is it?"
"Marie." Even to this day, I don't know why I told her to call me by my middle name, rather than Isabella.
The rest of my day was rather uneventful, at least up until gym class. The class itself was all right, but when I went to the locker room after class, a horde of paper fell out.
They said various terms, including:
'Slut'
'Liar'
'Poser'
I thought ahead a few months. School ended in May. This would be a long 6 months.
EPOV
By Monday, somehow the entire school had caught wind of my date with Bella, thanks to Alice, probably. All day, people were asking me where she was. I sat back, and watched the day unfold. That's when I got a text message from an H.Gray. Heather. I opened it.
'is it tru dat bel is ded, n dat u killed er n thru er bod e n da bay not dat we object'
What the heck?
'How did you get this number?'
'Alice. Now ere is she'
'IDK'
'Sure'
'She went to live with her dad. Good bye, heather.'
'Loser'
I thought ahead until when school would finally get out. May. This would be a long 6 months.
A/N I know Edward's pov is short, but he doesn't have anything new, really, besides the queen of all evil has his phone number. Poor thing.
