BREAK THE RULES

Boys and girls across the world
Putting on our dancing shoes
Going to the discotheque
Getting high and getting wrecked
I don't wanna go to school
I just wanna break the rules

-Charli XCX-

ST. MARCUS ACADEMY

Into Bellisimas Club's dormitory –how Bella, Lauren and Jessica named their group— the three of them were preparing for their final free week. They were there before for the introduction and preliminary stuff. Just a bunch of students that decided to stay there or their parents would make them.

Bella was told to wait for the respective procedure to punish her doings two days ago and up to this day still nothing. She was sure nothing was going to happen now. Anyhow, today being the Monday before the whole semester start the new or the ones that spend the vacation at their homes were coming. She was excited for this year, she was going to do the New Moon Festival this year, where she invites a bunch of selected girls to her room and gives away all her clothes of past seasons.

In the other hand, this week she was going to be alone, Jessica was going home with her mom, which mean she was going to be honored by her presence one day and the rest Mrs. Stanley was going to be with her boyfriend. And Lauren was too going home.

"I don't like this. I don't want to leave you alone" Lauren said hugging Bella as she fixed Jessica's blonde hair. Jessica voiced out her uneasiness too.

"Don not worry my loves. I've decided I'm going to spend my days with one of the new girls and maybe get her to agree with me to do a makeover and we can invite her to our group. And anyways it's just what? Six days alone? Please, I've spent a whole summer alone thanks to my daddy, remember?"

Her friends saw through her. Bella Cullen was sad. Her dad failed her, and this time without notice, for the fifth time in a row. They asked her if she was okay the morning after she was called to the principal's office and inquired if her dad was being called. She answered she had no dad and preceded to knocked down the little frame where her father's picture was in her night table.

When she was done with her friend's hair she got down the stairs and went to her bed. Jess and Lauren followed. They tried to talk her into tell them how she was feeling once more.

"Stop girls. Is enough" She got up and faced them "I'm not sad, I'm used to it, okay? It is normal, what I do not find normal is you guys all melancholic and all hunched over. Stand straight; stick out your boobs and beautiful bums! Excellent posture and walk as I taught you, as models, and enjoy your vacation. I'm fine and I'm going to be." She made them pick their luggage exaggerating her cat walk making her friends laugh. The three went to the entrance to wait for their respective rides and Bella to wave them off.

At the entrance Esme Platt was trying to get Rosalie out of the car where she usually rides alongside her driver. After the photoshoot incident, Alistair demanded she went to the school right away and threatened to fight for the custody of his daughter. Esme called out bullshit but take her to St. Marcus anyway. Redbull in hand, Rosalie got out mumbling her discomfort. Her pretty blonde hair was nit, her mother thought. Shame it was Alistair whim she inherited from. She was using one of the most revealing outfits she had, consisting in a mini skirt, a sleeved crop top and high boots.

"Just today you had to use the skirt I bought for you 5 years ago. That's not the image for an academy of this type"

"Well, the old man paid for this. They either accept me or I can go happily" She smiled angelically.

Esme asked her to do an effort for once she had to do something she didn't want. Rosalie always did what she wanted; she was spoiled even if she didn't want to accept it. She tried to look different from the kids studying here. She was not.

"I know mom, but look! This looks like a kindergarden. I mean… all this kids look like they have not lived" She motion to the kids by the door who were staring to recognize Esme Platt. Her mother reminded her that those "kids" have the same age as her. Rosalie insisted it was physically, not mentally as she was beyond light years. Esme explained her how she would die if she was separated from her only daughter.

"Mom, honestly, don't make drama please. Nobody is taking me away, I won´t let them…Even if it means coming to this nun place, okay?" She let her mother embrace her.

While mother and daughter shared a moment between them Jessica was picked out by her mother's boyfriend, leaving Lauren and Bella alone. Isabella was checking her uniform free outfit in the reflect the doors gave. She was using a polo white shirt whit a pink jumper over it. Her white skirt was a little wrinkled so she tried to smooth it a little. But her favorite part of today's outfit was her white Gogo boots her father reintegrated to the fashion scene just this season.

As she admired herself and how cute she looked Lauren nudged her to catch her friends attention.

"What? Oh, the new girl! Poor little thing" she said upset "She must be the type of person who wears the first thing they find in the morning and it shows" She studied the blonde girl who was still trying to escape her mother's grip as Lauren made fun of her outfit when an idea came to her "Oh Lauren, I know! She can be my new project, just like you and Jess! Even though it takes me more than a weekend, because it looks very bad, I can make a fashionista out of her" Lauren laugh and tell her it was going to be very difficult but if someone can make it was Bella. She dragged her friend where the blonde and mother were to greet them.

"Hi! I'm Isabella Cullen-Swan, and this is my friend Lauren Mallory, you?" she extended her hand for the tall girl to take.

Esme was beaming! She was about to witness her child making her first friend. Or not. When Rosalie didn't move a muscle and said nothing she took the long-haired brunette's hand.

"Hi, I'm Esme Platt and this is my daughter Rosalie Hale-Platt" she introduced and caressed her daughters hair when she let go of the girl's hand "Say hello to this beautiful girls, Rosalie, please". The blonde said hi and smiled. That's it. Bella kept her smile even if she wanted to reprimand her, in the other hand Lauren was already scowling.

Esme excused herself out of the awkward situation to go talk to the principal and leaved the girls to, hopefully, know each other and begged the lord to not let that Cullen girl to give up on her thorned Rose.

"So, tell me, why are you using these ugly clothes? Are you rebelling to your mom or something?" Believe the people when they tell you, Bella wasn't malicious, she was just… she just doesn't mince her words. She has always been like this. She still had a lot of grown up to do "Anyway, don't worry. I'm an expert in fashion and I can totally help you to improve your outfit. I mean, I have brand new clothes that I can give you and you can get rid of these ones you brought, what do you say?" she asked excited to save a new soul.

Rosalie just smiled awkwardly trying to not be rude, for her mother and her sanity. She got that this brunette was a brainless doll; but when the girl with bigger tummy opened her mouth saying that she needed to change "her corned hair" she lost it.

"No, I don't think I need a makeover as much as you girls need a lobotomy" She grabbed the hem of the gypsy green top of the blonde girl and dropped her RedBull right in the middle of her huge breasts. The girl shrieked and asked her what her problem was. The Brunette was left open mouthed over the rudeness. Rosalie couldn´t help her mouth "Well, she was the closest thing I found to a trash can, big and green" Before Lauren could do anything Bella intercede.

"Hey! You won't talk to my friend like that"

"Don't worry cheap-Barbie, you'll get some too" Rosalie took the drink back and without Bella nor Lauren realizing with time, she poured it over Bella's loved hair without much effort, she was taller.

She screamed and and tried to get away. Rosalie was not letting her go until she was out of RedBull. When she was done with her work she backed away and went to find her mom, not without throwing a kiss in the shocked and screaming girls.

ON THE SKIRTS OF ST. MARCUS

Emmett and Peter got away of the academy without anyone noticing. He told nobody, not even Sulspicia. They sneak out to the McCarthy's residence, in and out, and took the car that was given to Emmett for his 16 birthday.

Without a second thought they went to the outskirts of the town where the school was located just in case they were noticed and got an excused they were out to get school stuff. All the boys wanted was alcohol and that could be bought at any supermarket. Emmett thanks to his bulky and big appearance looked 21 years old, so they had zero trouble buying beer.

Right now Emmett was driving while Peter was co-pilot and DJ. They were singing along to She's Kinda Hot by 5SOS alternating with drinking. They guys have lost the count of how many drinks they have had already.

They were being dumb, and they knew it and obviously didn't care. Emmett wanted to feel free, out of his parents inquiring eye. After what the girls did at the welcomed of the semester Aro McCarthy talked shit of his friends, of his election of activities and pressured him into selecting laws at college. HE WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL STILL! And whether he approved of what Bella did – he totally did, maybe she got Mr. Cullen's attention – her actions had nothing to do with him, and he can be friend of whomever he chose to befriend.

Peter was there for moral support. If you wanted to talk to Peter you had to look for him at Emmett's side. Always. Since he came to the academy. They started to be friends when Peter was sent to the dormitory Emmett was assigned.

Right now, as they drive to nowhere they felt good. Just a pair of friends without the need to say nothing and knowing the fact that they were there for each other.

"EM, WATCH OUT!" a screamed startled him. It was Peter scared od the scene in front of him. Emmett notice he closed his eyes for a short time, but enough to lose control of the car.

As much as he could he tried to stabilize the car but he was too drunk to coordinate his brain with his actions. Peter coursed when he saw a news's channel crew car parked there. Emmett was fried if they survived.

The car swerved violently across the road before hitting some tables of a restaurant near and finally crashed in an electrical pole. The guys hit their head and for a moment lose all sense.

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