Chapter 2:
One hour and then I would set off for school. Delilah and Alistair would also be attending high school. Our story was hard to pull of. I mean come on how long are people going to believe that a 13 year old is a sophomore in high school? It was easier though because it appears that when a young teen is changed they seem to mature quite a lot. So while Delilah is actually 13 she looks about 15/16. And the same goes for Alistair only because he is slightly older than Delilah and he is male he seems to have mature height wise into full growth. He has the appearance of a tall 16 year old. I can however pass them both off as 17 if they are dressed maturely.
I put down the book I had been reading and walked to my closet I was just about to grab an old pair of jeans and a T-shirt when all of a sudden that little midget comes in ordering me around.
"Not a chance on earth you are wearing jeans and a T-shirt on your first day. You have to make a good impression." Delilah demanded, her hands on her hips and a stubborn scowl on her face.
"But Delilah, I don't want to stand out. You know how annoying it is." I pleaded with her.
"Nope." Was all she said before turning around and sorting through the hundreds of items in my wardrobe.
"Ugh, Bella your wardrobe is so out of fashion. I'm going to have to go shopping again." She said bolting out of my room and going to her own to no doubt retrieve a 'suitable' outfit.
I sighed considering just how much she shopped. It was a good thing that I was probably the richest 17 year old in the world. But I couldn't take all the credit they do help. I get people to manage my businesses and only talk over the phone to them. I have 4 scientific research facilities, 12 clothing lines (curtesy of Delilah), 2 film companies and I also own a fashion magazine, also curtesy of Delilah. And as for how much money I have? Lets just say I own 18 houses and 3 private islands. The islands are either used as holiday homes or places where we can stay and lay low for a while if there is an incident.
Just then Delilah came back into the room a pile of clothing in her arms.
"This should be enough for this week. I'll put them all in garment bags as full out fits and the shoes will be underneath. Do not ruin them, or do because lets face it, these are some of my most ordinary clothes." She shrugged and I saw an evil glint in her eyes.
Maybe I could come in here while she is out and take them. Then she would have to wear some clothes that are actually worthy of her. She thought to herself, clearly forgetting for a moment that I could read her mind.
"Thanks for implying that these clothes aren't worthy of me but, if you even think about trying to put me in anything more flashy... let us just say I hope that God has not completely turned an blind eye to you because you're definitely going to need his help." I said smirking at her.
"Okay, okay I won't touch them. How about when you get in tonight we can go online shopping and get you something simple but stylish?" She offered.
"Online shopping?" I clarified. When she nodded her head I sighed and gave in. "Fine, but two hours tops."
"Yes!" She said pumping her fist, like she was listening to rock music.
I smiled at her genuinely happy to she her joyful. Over the years she had become like a little sister to me not just by the fact that her and Alistair were mated. It was her personality that I was drawn to. She was to bubbly and likeable. Her and Alistair were perfect for each other. She lit a spark in him and so very often would she ruin his calm façade. He needed her in his life to give it a bit of fire.
I was snapped out my day dream by the sound of my phones alarm setting off. Not that I needed to be woken up, of course. It was there to tell us we had ten minutes until we needed to set off.
Delilah turned the alarm off and then thrust a garment bad and a shoe box into my hands. She shot into the wardrobe hanging up the other garment bags and placing the shoe boxes under each one before rushing out to organise Alistair's clothing choices.
I shook my head chuckling at her antics and began to dress myself. It took only 5 seconds to get every item of clothing on. This year it appeared as though I was taking the sporty look.
She had given me a white letterman Jacket with burgundy sleeves and pockets, it also had an 'S' on for Swan. On the back it had the number 8. I had to admit I liked it. It was casual and stylish and, despite hating sports as a human, me.
She had also given me a grey V neck belly top, that showed of my flat, toned stomach, and a pair of blue jeans, that made my already long legs look longer. For shoes I had a pair of white converse pumps.
I looked at myself in the mirror, I liked my look. It was like she knew that I would be wearing this. Who am I kidding? She probably did.
Just then Delilah came in and smiled at me.
"I take it that you are grateful for my fashion sense then." She smirked looking smug.
"Thank you so much, D. I love it." (A/N: "D" is pronounced dee, like in the alphabet.)
"I knew you would." She smile at me kindly. "Now we only have 7 minutes until we need to set off so let me do your hair."
"Ugh, it looks fine can't I have it like this?" I prayed she would cave but, of course, she didn't.
"No way." She made me sit in a chair because she couldn't reach my hair. I mean I'm only 5 foot 7 inches, average height. Okay fine I was quite tall.
Once I was seated she started doing my hair. She sectioned two front pieces off and then put them into braids. She then used a pin to hold them in place, the rest was left to flow down to my waist.
"Right, I'm done so lets get going." She urged.
We walked down stairs into the garage to find Alistair leaning casually against the wall.
"So what car are we taking?" He asked me.
"Hm... The Porsche. It's sporty, matches my outfit." I chuckled then walked over to a picture on the wall of the three of us a friend of mine had painted a while back. I put my thumb behind the frame and waited until the safe had scanned it. The picture detached from the wall, revealing the safe behind. Again I placed my thumb against it and again scanned it. The safe popped open and I took out the key to the Porsche.
After shutting the safe again I got in the drivers seat. Delilah and Alistair got into the back seats and cuddled up to each other. I pressed the fob on my keys opening the garage door then we were off.
We got to school just on time thanks to my speeding. All heads turned as we pulled into the carpark. People watched as I parked the car and shut off the engine.
"You ready?" I asked Alistair and Delilah.
They both nodded.
The windows on the car were so tinted that no one would be able to see through them so I told Alistair to climb into the front so I didn't have to walk around the car by my self to let them out. One disadvantage on the Porsche 911 Turbo it only had doors for the front seats.(A/U: In fact I don't even think it has back seats, but we can pretend right? ;D)
Alistair climbed into the front seat in a second. I nodded to him and then we both climbed out.
I stepped out and heard gasps and whispers. The thoughts and emotions were almost unbearable. Jealousy. Lust. Hatred. Kids nowadays are so quick to hate.
I walked around to the trunk to get out my bag. As I bent over I heard a boy whistle. I rolled my eyes.
I could feel the anger rolling off of Alistair in waves, he needed to calm down.
Kill. Disgusting. My sister. My wife. His thoughts were full of violence.
I grabbed all three bags in my hands and then walked back to where Alistair and Delilah were stood.
"Calm yourself!" I hissed at him as I handed him and Delilah their bags.
Delilah grasped his hand tightly willing him to calm down. She has a very calming effect on Alistair, in fact he was basically in what ever mood she wanted him to be in. I had asked Eleazar about this before but having tested Delilah he had assured me that she wasn't gifted with empathy.
He did however tell me that she had the capability to duplicate herself or another person. Delilah and I had practiced this for months but had little evidence to support Eleazar's hypothesis. She had however be able to make a silhouette of herself but it only lasted for a few seconds. But we had had no such luck in trying to duplicate someone else.
I had once again fallen into one of my dazes, but was broken out of it by an annoying voice.
A girl with bleach blonde hair and pink fake nail was stood in front of me. She had eight inch hot pink high heels on with a crop top and skirt in the exact same colour. The cliche mean girl that, until this moment, I only thought existed in movies and books. Not at a tiny high school in Forks!
"Hey, your like new here." She pointed out.
No shit Sherlock. I thought while contemplating her sanity.I suppose your thoughts aren't meant for others to hear so I guess she isn't too wacky. God knows I've heard a lot of weird thoughts.
O-M-GEEEE! He's, like, totally so hot!
OH NO! She even did that annoying "like" thing in her thoughts! I thought to myself.
"Yes, we are in fact new to the area." I tried to be as polite as possible whilst talking as little as possible.
"So, do you, like wanna be in our squad? Like, we totally need a new, like, sporty person." She really was blind to the fact that all I wanted to do right now was rip her head off.
"Um, like, no!" I said in her annoying tone of voice, then I grabbed Alistair and Delilah and dragged them away.
As we were walking away I paused. I knew from the girls thoughts that she was still staring at our retreating forms. So I turned around to lock my car and blew her a kiss, after that I simply turned around and jogged to catch up to Alistair and Delilah.
"Nicely done Bella." Alistair approved. I knew for a fact that he and Delilah hadn't stopped to look back and monitor my reaction, but I also knew that in his own way Alistair had indeed watched.
Alistair's gift is quite rare, he has the ability to look through somebody else's eyes, listen through their ears.
"Why thank you." I answered with a curtsy.
Delilah giggled, squeezing herself closer to Alistair.
"Shall we?" I asked gesturing to the front office.
They nodded their heads, a sign for me to lead the way.
While walking to the front office I listened out for any suspicious thoughts, but there was none. What I heard was far worse.
Damn, that girl is smokin'.
She looks single to me. I bet as soon as she sees me she'll want me.
That ass though. Baby we are going have a good night tonight!
They're all so beautiful. The tall girl is even prettier than Rosalie. Okay so that one wasn't to bad, but the rest were. And who was this Rosalie. That name sounded so familiar.
I wracked my brains on my way to the office paying minimal attention to my surroundings. Well, that was my mistake. All of a sudden a boy with black spiky and weird greeny brown eyes, jumped out of nowhere and stood right in front of me.
"So, you guy's new or somethin'?" Why did people ask questions they already knew the answers to?
"Duh, I mean have you, like, seen us, like, here before?" It took all my might to get that sentence out without laughing but I couldn't contain it for long.
I started laughing, I held my stomach as though in pain like a human would. For a moment Delilah and Alistair just stared at me then they joined in. They used each other for support, giving people the allusion that they were going to fall.
"What's so funny?" He asked, annoyance laced through his tone.
"I-It's just th-that, we talked to a girl before and she was talking really weird so I imitated her. I don't actually speak like that." As soon as I had stopped talking I burst out laughing again.
"Okay... so I'm just gonna go, yeah." That was all the poor boy said before he slipped away.
"Okay, okay, enough laughing we need to get to the front office before we end up late." I said hurrying the two giggling teens to the office.
I stopped them and walked ahead into the front office.
There was a middle age man sat at the desk, he had thick glasses on and appeared to be short and stout.
I cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked up at my through his thick glasses and all but chocked on the mouthful of coffee he had just tipped in.
"My name is Bella, this is my brother Alistair and our friend Delilah. We start here today and we just came to get our schedules." I smiled at him, careful not to show him my teeth.
"Y-yes, of course. I have your schedules right here." He shifted through some piles of papers for a few moments until he found our schedules. "Here are your schedules and a map of the grounds for each of you. Also please have each of your teachers sign this slip and then you can bring them back at the end of the day." He said as he handed me our schedules.
"Thank you. I'll make sure they do not forget." I let out a small chuckle as I took the papers out of his hands.
I turned an gave Delilah and Alistair their schedules.
"Alright, lets go before we end up late." I said ushering them out of the office.
A/N: Posting the second chapter after checking through and editing. I also noticed that I've been writing A/U instead of A/N when writing an author's note which I thought was funny. Leave a review of any suggestions you may have, and don't forget to favourite and follow. Hope you enjoyed reading. BYEEEEEEEE!