BPOV
Monday.
I hate Mondays!
I mean who doesn't?
Pulling the comforter over my eyes, I groan as my alarm begins to blare, I blindly search for my phone under my pillow but come up empty-handed.
With a loud whimper, I throw the comforter off me and shiver as my bare feet touch the cold floor, the alarm stops and I sigh happily. I pull back my blanket and snuggle into my pillow, with a deep sigh I close my eyes.
The alarm begins again, this time I want to cry, with a defeated moan I get out of bed, I start to look for my phone under my bed and finally victory is mine! As I get up from the floor, there's a scratch and loud whine outside my door, I smile widely as I open my door.
Daisy's rather large paws land on my shoulders, I lose my balance, stumbling back before landing on my butt, Daisy urgently licks my face, with Cj following her actions.
"Ok ok, I get it, you love me!" I laugh as I push them off me. Rubbing Daisy's head and scratching Cj's ball-shaped head, I get up and begin my morning routine.
Daisy was a present from my dad for my eighth birthday, she was a small white Boxer puppy with a large brown spot over her left eye. I fell in love instantly, I couldn't have been happier.
Once she was old enough, dad began to train her and before I knew it she was following me around being my fierce protector. To this day, she walks me out to my truck and only goes into the house when I get out of the driveway.
Cj is a chihuahua, that I brought home two years ago, I was volunteering in a rescue shelter when the smallest of dogs came in needing a home. I fell in love with the puppy's large eyes and I adopted him.
He's Daisy's little brother that she can carry on her back, it's a weird but hilarious relationship they have. They take their role of protecting me very serious.
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As I walk down the stairs I hear Mia's loud giggle. I walk into the kitchen my nose being assaulted with the delicious smell of pancakes and bacon.
"Good morning, honey," Mom greets happily as she helps Mia eat her breakfast, Dad is drinking his daily dose of morning coffee.
"Good morning daddy and momma," I say as I prepare my plate of food, Daisy and Cj follow close behind as I discretely drop a slice or two of bacon on the floor, I settle next to Mia and lean over to kiss her downy cheek. "And good morning little monkey!"
"Morning Bell!" She giggles, I find it cute that she still can't say my name.
Mia is a miracle my parents wanted and needed. Mom had some miscarriages through out the years of trying, she was ready to give up when she found she was expecting. It wasn't an easy pregnancy to say the least, Mom had trouble keeping food down for the first half of her pregnancy, she lost more weight than gained, she spent some time in the hospital due to hypertension. But after a few days everything was fine and she was back home, she then took some time off work and rested for the rest of her pregnancy.
Mia was born on December 6, 2012, a cold Thursday morning. A month and a half before her due date, Mia spent two weeks in an incubator before she was declared healthy and ready to go home.
"Bells," Mom's call brings me back to the present after a little trip to the past, "can you please pickup Mia from daycare after school?"
"Sure!" I agree readily.
"Oh thank you honey," she says, kissing my forehead as she walks by, "you're the best daughter ever!"
"This time make sure it's the right kid," Dad jokes and chuckles behind his mug, he leans over to ruffle my hair.
I glare at him before getting up to wash my plate, "That was you, dad. Anywhoo I'll be on my way to school, bye Mom, Mia, and Mr. Chief. Love you!"
I snicker on my way out of the kitchen as I hear Dad call after me, "It was one time!"
"See you later!" I call out as I head outside, Daisy and her shadow close behind, to my beloved truck or as Tony likes to call it 'big ugly death trap' or 'B.U.D.T' for short.
I wait patiently as it roars to life then for it to warm up enough, after a few minutes I slowly pull out of the driveway and wave at my dogs to go inside.
I hum while drumming my fingers on the wheel, a small ray of sunshine glints off of the crescent on my bracelet, I haven't taken it off since the day it didn't fall off my wrist.
I sometimes think they're just a figment of my imagination and I found these pieces of jewelry, that maybe they didn't really exist. But then there was the ring and the engraving, there was a pull at my heart every time I thought about it. The ring now hangs from a thin necklace around my neck, I touch it affectionately and feel the small engraving on the inside
No.
They were real. They had to be.
But did I want it to be real? Did I want to believe my nightmares about my biological mother?
Pulling into the filling school parking lot, I make quick work of finding an open space near the trees. As I shut off my truck it backfires before rattling into silence, this is what gives it character, this is what makes it special.
I step out of my truck and pull my backpack from the passengers side.
"When is B.U.D.T going to end up in a junkyard?"
I roll my eyes as I turn to face the wall that is my best friend, "You, mister, have no right to diss my truck!"
"Oh really?" Tony taunts, a large smirk plastered on his face, "And what are you going to do about it?"
I narrow my eyes at him before punching him in the arm.
"Ow!" He clutches his arm as he rubs on the red spot. "How can someone so tiny punch so hard?!"
I pull my backpack into place before closing the door, Tony slings his arm over my shoulders and kisses the top of my head as he pulls me into his side, then gently tugs me towards school.
"Oh, did you hear about the new kids?" Tony asks as we enter the building, "I heard all of them are crazy gorgeous, even their parents, I haven't been able to see them though."
He cranes his neck to look back outside. "Their dad works in the hospital, maybe Mom will see him!"
Tony leans next to my locker and continues with his fascination of the new family in town as I put and pull the things I need from my locker.
"Bella! Are you listening to me?" I jump, heat slowly crawling up my neck, I smile cheekily up as I hug him around the waist, he chuckles then kisses my forehead.
To anyone walking by we probably look like high school sweethearts but it is far from that. Tony is my best friend that swings for the other team, he told me when we were both fifteen. He'd been terrified, he cried into my lap in relief when I told him he wasn't disgusting and that he wasn't going to lose me.
Since this is a small town not many people know, my parents along with his, Angela, and Jack are the only ones that know. At first his father had disliked his sons' sexual preference but then something had happened because after a while he didn't bring it up, wether Mrs. Granter slapped him silly or he came to his senses, Tony was happy.
Jack is Tony's boyfriend, I'm proud to say I gave them the needed push to be together. They'd been walking on eggshells around each other from the time I introduced them, they were meant to be.
With Jack living in Seattle and Tony still in the closet, we acted like a couple. Tony protects me from Mike and guys like him while I keep Lauren in place or keep her from 'harassing' him. We have a system.
We make our way further into the school to get to Tony's locker, that's where we spend the rest of our time until the first bell rings.
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Edward POV
Forks High.
Majority of the students in the parking lot turn to look at the new vehicles entering the school, their thoughts get louder and repetitive.
Those are the new kids!
Turning off the engine I turn to look at Alice, whose eyes are shimmering with excitement. "We have to head to the office to get our schedules."
With no further comment we exit the cars and the chatter around us increases, quickly scanning the crowd that seems to be forming, I see no sign of Isabella. Or someone that looks like Alice's sketches.
What if she doesn't remember us?Rosalie thinks nervously, her usual perfect posture is a bit slacked.
"My visions say otherwise," Alice murmurs lowly.
The crowd seems to follow us towards the main office, the murmurs never stopping, only increasing.
Once inside the small office, a woman with bright, curly red hair raises her head at the sound of the opening door.
Oh, my!
Stop staring! Get papers.
No, ask for what they need.
Geez, Shelly get it together!
After formalities were out of the way, Ms. Cope hands out small school maps and gives us each our respective class schedules.
"Oh, Tony!" Ms. Cope calls to a boy entering the cramped office, "Right on time, these are the Cullen and they're new to the school. Will you be a dear and help them get to their first class?"
"Sure thing!" He says, smiling broadly before turning to us, "Come on, the second bell will ring soon."
A/N: So I was slapped with the need to finish writing the rest of this chapter in the middle of the night. I just woke up and fixed the mistake sleepy-me made. Anywhooo! Here it is, let me know what you think!