MONEY, POWER, GLORY

You talk lots about God
Freedom comes from the call
But that's not what this bitch wants
No what I want at all

I want money, power and glory
I want money and all your power, all your glory
Alleluia, I wanna take you for all that you got
Alleluia, I'm gonna take them for all that they got

-Lana del Rey-

THIS STORY HAS A LOT OF GRAMMAR MISTAKES AND I WILL EDIT IT WHEN THE STORY REACH IT'S FINAL. Fot the moment, please enjoy and i apologize for the incovinience.

ST. MARCUS ACADEMY

"Hi girls!" Bella entered the room greeting her friends. She spotted them in Lauren's bed watching some TV show. They saluted her without giving her a second glance. Bella went to her closet and goy out of her lazy outfit and out in her pajamas that consisted in a short white slip nightgown, kind of vintage for her liking but her daddy designed it just for her.

By the time she finished her night-time routine her friends were done with the episode of That 70's Show they were watching. Bella went to her bed and stared to scroll instagram on her phone. Her phone chimed with a school message communicating her the "package", meaning the clothes she told the maids to bring for the New Moon Festival she organized every single semester, in which she gives her old clothes away to a bunch of girls in the academy who couldn't afford on brand clothes… or just girls that wanted her clothes. She told her friends about the news.

"That reminds me…" Lauren got off her bed and went looking underneath it and pull out a pink box. She gave it to Bella and when she opened she found the limited invitations for the festival. Jessica, noticing what it was, shrieked along with Bella.

"Hey, you didn't make for everyone, right?" Jessica asked her. Lauren shocked her head.

"We have to make the list ASAP!" Bella chimed in, she took her notebook and the three girls started to suggest names of some girls and boys that were worthy enough "Uhhh, Diane for sure, she was very nice to us the past semester" and hour passed by that way.

In the New Moon Festival, or NMF, the Bellisima's Club, with the permission of the director, gathered some people they were fond of in their room. They served some pastries and food you see in a fancy picnic. They give each other facials and at the end of the night Bella gave away the clothes she picked up for the NMF.

"Are we inviting the blonde girl? I mean, she needs help" Lauren said, thoughtfully.

"As if! Of course not! Talking about her, I met her mother by the door. I swear to you guys, that family is a threat to good taste. Oh guys! Tackiness makes me so mad!" Bella ended her tantrum and fell on her bed, dramatically.

THURSDAY

By next day's recess Bella, Lauren and Jessica ditched the boys and went separated in order to invite all the people in their list. She was excited; one of her favorite things to do was giving away things that others find useful. Like her old clothes.

Bella was sitting with a group in the outside tables and all of them were trying to convince her to invite them all. Little did they know all of them were invited.

"I don't know, sweethearts. None of you have been very convincing" They started to protest and tell her they would do things for her "Kidding, damn! All of you are invited, Jesus!" She exclaimed while giggling. She handed the invitations and left them to their thing.

She fixed her uniform and started walking in direction to the waiting lounge while counting the 3 remaining invitations she had.

She informed her friends in their group chat when she heard crying sounds. She touched her face to find wetness but found nothing. "Who's crying?" she voiced out loud. She started to look who was making those sounds when she noticed someone behind a palm in the green area. Bella recognized Alice's spiky hair and saw her shoulders going up and down. She ran to her and indeed, her friend was in need of a shoulder to cry on.

No one should cry alone, in Bella's opinion.

"Did you know that crying for longer than a minute makes your shiners tick?" She said to her. When Alice didn't answer she got on the floor and sat down in front of her. She took her hands and asked her friend what was the problem.

"Nothing… it's just… I miss my little sister" she cried "Umh, please don't tell anyone you saw me crying" she pulled her hands out of Bella's grip and started to clean her tears.

Bella knew the feeling. Yes, she doesn't have a sister but she misses her dad and Jacob a lot. The brunette started to caress the petite girl's hair, like a mother would.

"Don't worry about that. Don't worry. Besides, with the roommates you're stuck with I bet you can't cry in peace" Bella said with disgust. Alice giggled and reassured her friend that Rosalie and Angela weren't bad.

Bella, in order to distract her, asked her about the clothes she gave to her and how she plans to wear them. Alice surprised her by telling her she would send the clothes she gave her to her sister. She explain how Cynthia has almost nothing that makes her feel comfortable and cute, so she's going to keep them until she gets old enough to wear them. Bella, in shock, adds how she needs particular clothes for the weekends and some Fridays. "It doesn't matter" she replied, sniffing.

Bella was moved. She knew in that moment what she had to do.

"Well, it won't be a problem" Bella got up and yet again, fixed her pristine uniform. She gave Alice one of the three envelopes she had with her.

"What is the NMF?" Alice asked, taking the invitation.

"It's something only Bella Cullen-Swan could ever come up with. Come with me, I'll explain you" she extended her perfectly manicured hand to Alice, to help her up. When they started to walk, Bella revealed what the NMF really was "It's a reunion I make ever semester with only some special guests".

"Why do you gather them?" Alice was getting excited.

"Well, the excuse is I give away the clothes that I don't longer use between the people that can't or won't buy anything on brand. Or some new models from my dad's and stuff" Alice was amazed. All the rumors she heard about Bella were nasty and here she was, inviting her to an event to give her clothes. Bella was just… spoiled, but she was not a brat. People really needs to stop judging her. Including Rosalie "I have always said this… We all have a wonderful person inside of us, we just need to learn how to dress them" of the started laughing and kept walking, waiting for the recess to come to an end.

…

Later that day, by lunch time, Jasper entered to one of the single booths in the library. He wanted a private place where to call his parents when he encountered the girl he was told was called Charlotte, talking on her phone to someone. He heard the names of the people he was trying to befriend. Emmett, Peter, Isabella, Lauren and Jessica, all of them were being mention as something he didn't know and wasn't quite sure they were.

How would've told… the principal's daughter, the biggest gossip.

He cleared his throat to make his presence noted and the blonde, short haired girl dropped her phone startled. Before she could pick it up he did see the name "Volture" in it. He made a mental note to ask someone about it.

"I can't believe they are the way you are making them seem" he simply said, resting his body against one of the walls of the tiny cubicle. Charlotte's heart was racing a mile per hour, she won't be intimidated though.

"Look… Let me warn you, you are new. You're fresh meat. I've known them my whole life. There are two groups" she got up and faced him. Jasper was laughing inside. Damn this girl has serious problems. Imagine to talk shit about someone that has power over your dad and your ass "The girl's one, led by Isabella and the boys, led by Emmett. They don't let anyone in. And when these groups come together to fuck you over, you are ruined" Charlotte was talking by experience.

She, once, had the nerve to mess around with one of Jessica's boyfriend in seventh grade. Bella was told about this, and along with Emmett they found a way to ruin her reputation. Before the meddling of the populars she was a good girl, she was supported and well received by all her academy mates. Once she was notice by that boy the rumor of her and that boy stealing money from Isabella and Emmett was spread.

She had no friends since that moment. She was seen as a tiny little bug, a bother. A waste of oxygen.

She owes it all to that damn spoiled bitch and that mammoth idiot.

"Doubtful. Because I think Peter and Emmett already accept me" Jasper touched the girls face in a patronizing way.

"They make you believe they have. But you'll see. Sooner or later they will use you or make you wish you have never step a foot into this fucking hell" she pushed him away and exited the library.

Jasper couldn't believe they were that bad. That Bella girl seemed sweet enough and Emmett was a chill dude. Of course, he wanted to be their friends for social status so even if they were like that, he wouldn't mind.

Charlotte was so sure of what she was saying, and she was thankful for the people that make justice for all the outsiders.

…

Rosalie was talking with Principal Charlie about making change of homeroom. She wasn't making any progress when the tall secretary came to interrupt him, telling him how he was needed in the entrance.

At this point, she knew it was useless but she followed him all the way to the academy entrance, where she was told to stay or better, to go away.

When she was decided to go to her room she saw that boy, Emmett and his sidekick.

"Well, well, well. But if it is Yogi and Boo Boo. What? Are you escaping the academy to crash another car and make your daddy cover your stupidity with money?" the blonde called their attention, mocking her target.

Emmett didn't know how she was aware of it and he didn't want to find out "Mind your own business, failed try hard Lola Bunny" he warned.

"What? Does it hurt to face the truth?"

Rosalie didn't exactly know why she was messing with him, but what she did know is that no one talks to her like this motherfucker did to defend her girlfriend.

"I advise you to shut your piehole. You won't want to know who you're talking to" Peter said. Emmett held up a hand as of to shut him up.

"I wasn't talking to the dog, was I?" Rosalie scoffed.

The blonde girl was just about to turn around to leave the display but something reflecting in her face catches her attention. She saw, through the glass door, one of the security service people of McCarthy giving a shiny new Volvo to Principal Charlie.

"Seems like your father is making damage control so the sheep won't talk about you screwing up to the academy council. Corruption is your middle name, right?" Rosalie laughed all the way into the academy ignoring Emmett screaming at her to shut her trap about what she just saw. He recognized Santiago, the most trusted man by Aro.

Emmett was ashamed and couldn't say pep to his dad about this. He grabbed Peter by his blazer and drag him out of there.