A/N Posting 2 chaps in the same week for the same story? The truck must've hit me harder than I thought! Don't expect this to happen again now. Cuz tbh I have zero idea of what I'm writing or if it's any good. Anyway, here goes;
Cpov
"Izshabell honey can you wake up for a second?" Charlie asked gently shaking his daughter's shoulder, careful not to make the mistake of shocking her awake. He made that mistake with Renee exactly once and never again. His facial hair still didn't grow in right. And she had been a well-rested 20-something in full control of her abilities at the time. He didn't even want to consider what an exhausted, overworked, teenager who was currently a tangle of bedding and...parts, half of her body on her bed and the other half either on her floor or in a pocket dimension (he couldn't tell in the pre-dawn lighting), would do if startled awake. "Izshabell, I just need you conscious for a minute and then you can go back to sleep. Come on, kid. Izshabell..." She responded with a mumble before settling herself further into her bed. "What was that?"
"It's Isabella now Charlie," she mumbled with only a tad more clarity.
"What? You gotta speak more clearly Izsha."
"Ugh. It's 'Isabella' now Charlie," she groaned as she fell the rest of the way off of the bed. She moaned into the floor for a moment before she collected herself and continued talking while she worked on sitting up. "Mom thought I would 'blend in' more or something if I had a normal human mortal name. And I want to go by 'Bella.' It's not too far off my real name right?" she quirked her head a bit and moved to try and stand up, managing to trip over her comforter in the process.
"Here let me help," Charlie said as he rushed to Izsha- 'no, Bella,' he thought to himself- side. Getting there just in time to keep her from falling back to the floor. "There you go. Now just. Sit on your bed alright...Bella? It's gonna take some getting used to but hey, if I mess up you can just roll your eyes and complain about how I don't even know my own kids' name," he grinned at her while trying to help her detangle herself, she eventually just gave up and magicked the thing off her with a tilt of her head. A pointed blink later and it was neatly on top of her bed, all signs of a struggle gone in the same instant. "Handy. Now, I just wanted to say that I have to go to work. Food's in the fridge- I should be home by 6 pm or so- it's just after 5 am now- don't look at me like that. In case I'm later than I think I am or you go to bed early or something, school starts at 7:30- be there no later than 7, the paperwork's on the fridge. It's literally right off the highway, there is a sign, so don't worry about a map. Please drive the speed limit, I don't want to have to give you a ticket. I should home to see you off, but just in case something happens between now and tomorrow morning I didn't want you to wake up in an empty house after working yourself to the bone all night. Speaking of, is there anything I need to be aware of entering or leaving the house or anything like that?" Izsh- Bella- looked up at him confusedly for a second, sometime during his talking she had laid back down again.
"Hm...What? No. You're good. I made sure to key you into the house. Was way easier than I thought it would be. The house likes you. Saggy roof and all. It was super happy to accept- well reaccept I guess, mom did a weird thing, hard to explain- you as its, idk how to explain it in English, but Person is the closest word for it."
"I'm glad...? Just. Sleep, alright? Your mom would kill me if you ended up in the hospital from overworking yourself. It's Sunday. You don't have school until tomorrow. Saving the world can wait until then too. I have to go now. I'll see you tonight unless something insane happens," Charlie said giving Bella a pat on the shoulder before walking to the door.
"See ya, Charlie," the Seer mumbled before letting Hypnos reclaim her.
"Teenagers," Charlie muttered shaking his head and making his way to work.
"Hey Chief, rough night?" his lieutenant called after she spotted him entering the station, cup of coffee in one hand, phone in the other, and dark circles prominent under his eyes.
"Something like that. My kid arrived yesterday. Spent the whole night redecorating, at one point the power went off, didn't even slow her down. I woke up this morning and spent 15 minutes trying to rouse her, the poor kid was more on the floor than her bed, was awake just long enough for me to tell her I was leaving before she passed out again," Charlie said not looking up from his phone where he was busy rapidly sending texts, barely sparing a glance as he discarded his empty coffee cup.
"Everything okay their Chief?" a detective asked as he passed their desk.
"Hmm...?"
"You seem... out of it? is everything okay?" the same detective asked glancing at the phone in his hands.
"Oh, yeah. Renee just wanted to make sure Bella got here alright. Nothing exciting," he shrugged sliding the phone into his pants pocket.
"Then why do you look like you swallowed a lemon sir?"
"I do no-" he cut himself off with a sigh rubbing a hand over his face and then his fingers through his hair. "I don't talk to this woman for 14 years- no more than a nod of acknowledgment the twice a year I'm allowed to see our kid- and now she won stop-" the phone in his pocket buzzes "-texting me. Bella's been here for less than 12 hours and she spent the time decorating and sleeping. And she- Renee- is acting like I'm lying about that. I'm suddenly reminded-" buzz buzz "-of why we divorced in the first place. I can't even imagine what it would've been like she had an unlimited plan back then-" buzz buzz. "Give it a rest Renee!" he pulled out his phone and muted texts from her. "I'm in my office if anything comes up. Everyone else just- go about your business. I'm not your babysitter." You're not even a dad really. Just...adult supervision too a prodigal witch. He thought as he slumped into his seat, head dropping into his hands with a groan. And your ex-wife decides NOW is the time to be the helicopter parent? It was just his luck really. He sighed again, she'd find a new project soon enough. It's what she's good at. He was actually surprised that she had managed to be a parent for the better part of 14 years.
"Hey boss," his detective said as they walked into the room, startling him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah, Sam?"
"We got a lead on the grocery store break-ins, Amy and I are going to look into it. If that's cool with you."
"Amy eh? She just broke up with whats-her-face, the redhead, right?"
"Uh. Yeah. I mean. I guess. I mean that's what I think I might've heard someone mention..at some point," Sam stuttered out with a blush causing Charlie to grin and quirk a brow. Sam groaned and turned to leave only pausing when Charlie called after them to wait.
"I hear she really likes Green Day and has two twin cats, one that's blind and one that's deaf."
"Thanks, Charlie."
"And don't forget protection- shooting blanks only stops pregnancy, not STI's," he called after them, only receiving the middle finger in response. "That's what I get for caring about my squad," he muttered to the empty room before getting started on the paperwork. Being the police chief in Forks must be what being Queen of England is like, more an honorary position than anything else. It paid well at least. And gave him plenty of time to ignore his ex-wife's texts, which gradually became more and more infrequent as his shift wore on.
"Hey Bella I'm home," he called as the front door closed behind him and the sounds of Teen Angst reached his ears in the form of loud music. Gods he didn't miss being a teenager. Not for a second. "Bella?"
"Yo Charlie what's shakin?" she called coming into view at the top of the stairs dressed it what he could only assume was her work robes. "There was some problems with the power grid, too much interference in the area, I did what I could from here but will probably need to take a trip at some point to work on the main lines connecting the power plant to the town. I so wish we could do solar, or run on magic, but that hasn't done well in tests. Then I did some research into the area and current teen trends. So much Youtube. So SO much glitter. And witch appropriation. Don't mortals know that dressing as a 'sexy witch' for Halloween is offensive? Anyway, made some 'calls,' and think I made some headway on the local magical community. I will test my theories later this week. Currently, I'm doing what you suggested and trying to relax, so I've been working on some potions and such," Bella rushed out while bouncing on her toes.
"Is that why you were listening to that... music?"
"Yeah, grunge really gets me in the mood to experiment."
"Uh huh," Charlie said his suspicions growing. "And did you perchance, happen to... I don't know, taste test some of your 'experiments?'"
"Maybe. Just a little. There's a big market for uppers, I mean potions to help kids focus and keep there energy up. The problem is that the stuff currently on the market is either super addictive or loaded with side effects. This one warlock I know took some to get through this Greek Studies final, and let's just say that his brain wasn't the only thing kicking into high gear if you know what I mean. His hair started to grow so fast he looked like a werewolf. The whole class had to be evacuated and fumigated cuz this other kid is like SUPER allergic. Anyway, I've been attempting to change that, this is the closest batch yet. Unfortunately, it's still making everything super purple so I still have some kinks to work out," she went to walk down the stairs and promptly tripped, only to stop falling right before her face hit the floor. After being momentarily suspended in the air the spell broke and she resumed her fall. Charlie managed to grab her before she hit the last step.
"Maybe you should lay down for a little while."
"No time. There's still so much to do! I have to finish this batch of uppers, go over the ley lines again and figure out what I'm going to wear to school tomorrow because robes won't cut it. Rich genius. How do rich geniuses dress? Designer kakis and a matching blouse? No, that's lame. I'll think of something. anyway nice seeing you Charlie. I'd stay to chat but I have a potion boiling. Whoops," Bella said as she slipped on the wood floor in her attempt to go back upstairs.
"No, you don't," Charlie said as he pulled her back up off the floor. "You're going to put your potion in stasis and then sit on the sofa while I order us a pizza. Then you're going to sit on the sofa to eat your pizza followed by going back upstairs where you're going to get changed for bed, set out clothes for tomorrow and text your mother good night so she stops texting me every 45 seconds. Then you're going to turn off your lights and go to sleep. Alright?"
"Aye aye Cap'n," she said with a mock salute.
"And no more testing potions on yourself okay? You're clumsy enough without everything being, what did you say? Purple?" Charlie raised his eyebrow at his daughter and waited until she groaned and agreed before he went into the kitchen to call the pizza place.
Bpov
"Hehehehe," cackled Bella's alarm the next morning causing her to wake up with a groan.
"Noooo," she moaned putting a pillow over her face as the alarm continued it's witch's cackle "I get it. I'm up. I'm up." The cackle cut off immediately when the alarm burst into flames a moment later. "Finally, some peace and quiet," she sighed as she started to doze off again, oblivious to the fire on her nightstand. Wait. This isn't my room... "Shit!" she said angrily to herself as she bolted straight up in her bed, doused the fire and started her mad rush to get ready for her first day at Forks High School, her belongings trailing happily behind her. Until she met her old enemy, the stairs. and promptly slipped in her mad dash to not be late.
"Bella!?" Charlie called confusedly from the kitchen, only to sigh not again when he saw that Bella had taken yet another tumble down the stairs. "At least you only landed on your butt this time kid," he said as he helped her up and readjusted her backpack. "You alright?"
"Totally Charlie. Gotta remember that your floors are wood. And not to hit them at an angle. What's for breakfast?"
"There's an egg left and some bread that's probably still good..."
"Any pizza left?"
"Nope. Somebody ate it all. Remember?"
"Oh yeah. I think I have something in my car. If not I'll just conjure waffles or something."
"If you're sure. I'll stop at the store on the way back. if you got some time and wanna text me your preferences. For food items I mean. Not-," Charlie finished awkwardly causing Bella to flash him a grin.
"Sounds good police dude," Izshabell said cutting him off as she patted him on the arm and turned to head out the door.
"That's Chief 'police dude' to you young lady!" he called after her with a laugh.
"Whatever you say Chief dude," she replied letting the front door clang behind her. Maybe living here won't be so depressing after all. He's definitely awkward as heck but I can see why mom liked him. He has a certain...charm? I guess. Will keep things from getting too horrible at least I suppose. She thought as she climbed into her car and set off for school. Now came the hard part. Pretending to be a genius heires and a mortal one to boot. And like saving the world from the impending darkness by unearthing all the supernatural beings in the area without revealing her true heritage or purpose for being there. Nothing nearly as difficult as mortal high school.
A/N
And we're another chapter in. I was going to go through the first bit of her day but wanted to keep all of that in one chapter so I broke it up instead. So what do you guys think? Lemme know.
Til next time.
