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We Fight, We Fall – Chapter 10

Bella P.O.V.

The big house was pretty boring without someone to talk to. Draco had written me, telling me that he would try his hardest to come home soon; given the fact the next break he got was summer. I still wasn't entirely sure of the school that he went to, but I'm sure I'll find out soon. Narcissa had informed me that I would be attending a regular high school in London.

"Now, it will be a little weird for you, I'm sure. All of the accents and customs, but I'm sure you'll fit in perfectly," she smiled at me warmly as we walked up the steps to the school I would be going to, Thames High School. I could tell Narcissa was pretty uncomfortable, as was I.

"Oh, well that's all right, I can manage," I laughed nervously and looked around at the random students milling around the grounds. Some were staring; others were lying back, enjoying the odd sunshine in December. Narcissa escorted me to the office of the school and sat with me while we waited. The secretary, Mary, told us Principal would be with us soon.

Forty-five minutes later and a schedule in hand, Narcissa left me, telling me she would be back to pick me up. I nodded, thanking her and stood in the hall, trying to figure out my way. I started walking but was pushed by a tall and very thin girl with platinum hair, who reminded me of Lauren.

"Watch where you're going, bitch," she snarled and I rolled my eyes. Yeah, I'm the bitch, okay.

"Don't worry about her, she's just jealous," some girl with long, choppy brown hair with green tips said to me.

"Oh sure Iris, I'm jealous of this new girl who can't wear good clothes to save her life," the girl said, glancing at me. She was like a meaner Alice.

"Go complain to someone who cares, Ellie, we obviously don't." The girl, Iris drawled. Ellie turned away and stalked down the hall, her heels clacking.

"Wotcher. I'm Iris Taylor, you are?" Iris said, sticking out her hand.

"Isabella Swan," I said.

"Bella suits you better. I like your last name." Iris smiled at me and I instantly warmed. "Now what are you classes? These hallways are hell." I showed her my schedule and she laughed. "We have all of the same classes, nice."

"Really?" I asked, taking back the schedule.

"Yup. C'mon, I'll show ya around," Iris grabbed my hand and pulled me along. "Sucks that you came here so late. You missed tons of shit."

"Great …"

"Eh, don't worry, I'll catch you up. So Advanced Bio? Nice, not a lot of people get into that, it's torture, but biology is my thing. What're you into?"

"Biology, pretty much."

"Sweet. So did you transfer?" Iris asked.

"Yeah, the United States."

"Darlin' I knew that, you talk different!" Iris laughed and she reminded me a bit of Jasper. God! Why did everything come back to them? "Are you close to the school?"

"Yeah, only about five minutes away." I tried my hardest to keep up with Iris; she walked like Edward.

"Damn, that monster house?" She gushed and I nodded. "Girl, are you rich or something?"

"No, I'm just staying with some friends. Er, the Malfoys." I shrugged.

"Oh, they're rich, for sure. Are they nice? I've heard they're pretty evil." Iris eyed me and I shrugged a bit.

"Nah, they're not bad."

"The son's hot, I've seen him around. But he's not my type." Iris laughed out loud and looked at me.

"He's okay," my eyes shifted around and Iris narrowed her eyes.

"You're dating him, aren't you? Nice."

"I'm not sure if you can call it dating." Really Bella?

Iris rolled her eyes. "You are so easy to read, my dear, you love him don't you?"

"Maybe, I, well I really don't know right now, it's all confusing." I shrugged and we both stopped in front of a room.

"This is our first period, c'mon, we're late enough already." Iris grabbed my arm again and pushed open the door.

"Yo, we have a new student. Her name's Bella Swan." Iris shouted to the teacher. Gosh, she was loud.

"Thank you for finally joining us Miss Taylor, Miss Swan. Here's a book." The teacher drawled and I grabbed the book quickly, sitting down next to Iris.

I felt a slight poke on my left arm and Iris threw a piece of paper on my desk. I looked up at the teacher and he was looking away so I opened it,

So, how come you're here? Are you like a criminal or something? 'Cos no American comes over here unless they're criminals or some stupid business crap.

I laughed a little at what she had written.

No, I just wanted to visit them. They're friends of the family. I haven't seen them in a while :]

I felt bad lying, given the fact that I was sent here against my will, but for Iris' sake, it wasn't a huge deal.

Nice. So you're not a criminal? Not that I'd mind, it would be pretty cool being friends with a murderer or something.

She was so weird.

Uh no. No murderer here, sorry to disappoint you. I'm just your typical American.

But you look nothing like Homer Simpson.

Who?

For an American, you truly don't know anything about a great show. You'll have to come over and I'll force you to watch the wonderful show of The Simpsons.

Um, okay?

When are you free?

Um, I'm not sure right now, I'll let you know.

I liked Iris, but I wanted to know her better before I went over to her house. It would be nice to have something to do though …

Later in the day ~*~

The rest of my first day passed by uneventful. Lunch was interesting, I saw Ellie sitting with a group of girls that were all glaring at me.

"Oh Bella, trust me, Ellie is definitely jealous. She secretly hates her Barbie hair." Iris yelled and Ellie narrowed her eyes at us.

"Iris, seriously, it's not a big deal, I've dealt with worse." I laughed and thought of Lauren and Jessica.

"Still, she will try her hardest to shave your head and stick the hair on herself. Now I don't know where she'd put it, I heard she's a fan of not shaving her legs, which creeps me out just a bit." Iris rolled her eyes and I laughed out loud, that was one of the funniest things I had ever heard.

"Good to know that I'm funny, thank you," Iris smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Hey Iris? I like your name … it's different but it's cool." I said, stabbing a carrot and putting it in my mouth, then instantly gagging.

"Yeah, don't eat the carrots. And thanks; my mom likes different names. Her name is Krissy. My sister's name is Remy." Iris raised her eyebrows. "We have some of the weirder names at this school but we have a normal last name."

"How old is your sister?"

"She's 15."

"Where is she?"

"With Ellie and her minions." Iris sighed.

"She's friends with them?"

"Yeah, ironic, huh? Bloody hell, they hate me and my sister is apart of their group. It sucks hardcore." I noticed that this was a touchy subject for Iris but she kept going. "And she knows they hate me, but she's still friends with them. Although I wouldn't say they're exactly her friends. They're just nice to her because whenever they go shopping, mum buys them stuff all the time. But whenever I want something, she yells at me to go find a job. 'Oh, Iris I'm too tired.' 'Oh, Iris don't you have your own money?'

"It just goes on and on. Y'know how first born children get more attention? Hah, that's pure bullshit. My mum is so proud of Remy. Oh Remy! I am so glad you are making friends. And then she looks at me and says stuff like 'Iris, where are your friends?' and Remy will look all high and mighty. I hate it so much. I just wish I were 18 so I could just move out. Ugh!" She finished her rant and looked up at me. "I'm sorry, it's just a bad time right now."

"It's okay, I understand. But that's so stupid, I'm sorry. If you ever need somewhere to crash, I'm sure the Malfoys would be happy to have you." Did I really just offer that? Oh well, no turning back now.

"Oh I could not impose, it's fine."

"Well the offer is still there!" Bella! Shut up now!

"Thanks Bella." Iris smiled and went back to eating while I looked around, searching for a girl who looked like Iris. I instantly saw her. There she was. Brown hair, just like Iris'. The same face features, just softer. She was gazing at her sister, her expression broken and remorseful. Then her gaze settled on me. She was surprised. Why, because her sister had made a friend? I nodded my head at her and she cocked her head, staring intently at me and it made me uncomfortable so I looked away. This would be an interesting year …

That night ~*~

I finally made it home, Narcissa picked me up and we walked back to the house, not speaking.

"Dinner will be ready soon. Draco sent a letter for you, I left it on your bed." She nodded and I thanked her. I ran up the stairs, nearly tripping, and I dived for my bed.

Izzy,

I hope you are doing well. My mother has informed me that you are now attending a high school; how is it? I wish I could be there with you. I'll see you soon though-

But a loud banging on the front door interrupted me. No one else was downstairs when I got there so I went to the door and opened it.

"She kicked me out Bella! My own mother kicked me out!"

A/N: So there you have it! Chapter 10! OMG, can you believe it? It's only been about two weeks! Early for us! LOL. Well hope you liked it … a little different. We might try for some Draco next chapter, I don't know though. It's River's turn to right! Sorry if there are any mistakes, I'm sure I'll find them soon! Hah. ALSO, who likes Iris? I LOVE HER. And I know she talks more Americanized, but that's how she's going to be, she's not a huge fan of London, so she wants to be more like Americans, in a way, like customs and stuff. So yeah, sorry if you don't like that she doesn't always talk like she's British. We're American so we don't know everything about Britain! Thanks, River&Josey.

P.S. You guys realize that it's taken us close to nine months to write ten chapters? Want to know why? 'Cause we're lazy asses. Just joking, we are just busy a lot. And we procrastinate! Love.