Chapter 2: Bella Noris
BPOV
This cannot be happening to me again. It is just not fair. Its just 4 years since we moved to LA and now my father wants to move again. Why do we have to move everytime he strikes a new deal with some big corporation. Life in LA has been awesome so far. I have great friends and a sort-of steady boyfriend.
My father Rolf owns a multi-national corporation. I do not even understand what he deals with in his corporation. He makes a lot of money and I get a good amount for my pocket-money. My mother Clara is a home-maker, who keeps herself occupied by going to beauty salons and garden-clubs! I am the only child and have been a loner for the most part of my life….that is, till we moved to LA. I am now a confident 17-year old, with straight As in most subjects at school and good at basket ball. My friends ay I have an athletic, slim body with ample curves in the right places, but I just do not see myself that way. I am very plain looking, average teen with dull too-big-brown eyes and long dark brown hair. In fact my skin looks so pale and transparent that I could pass for being part-albino – I have not managed to soak up enough sun in the past 4 years. I prefer a normal low-hip jeans and a not-so revealing T-shirt and do not spend time with dresses or make-up…I do not believe that these things can make me look good and I am not looking for attention anyways. I rarely go out with my friends and until recently I did not even have a boyfriend. Nicholas, my boyfriend is smart, tall and good-looking. He is a football player and has been around many girls. So a long distance relationship with him is out of question. And moreover we are totally different people- he likes attention, going out to pubs and discos and expects me to be one of the cool babes who love to show off their curves. In the short period when we have been together as a couple, I have not allowed him to take it to any thing beyond a kiss. However I know that he is not happy with it…every time a kiss lasts for longer than a minute, his hand automatically start sliding down from my face towards my bust and starts trying to unbutton my blouse. I take that as a cue to push him away. It would not last much longer now…he has his needs and I am not ready for it yet…that fact that I am a virgin just excites him even more. But I constantly feel that he is not the guy to whom I want to give myself away…completely for the first time…or anytime for that matter. No one would actually believe that I could be a virgin…Even my friends say that with my body and money any guy would be ready to take me down any instant. I just do not believe in physical needs. It will automatically get satisfied when I find my true love. As a result of my beliefs I spend most of my time alone, with my books or my guitar or just lying in the lawn in our backyard imaging shapes in the clouds.
When my father told us that we would be moving to Forks next week and I will have to start the continue my high school in that small rainy town, I just walked out of the room and buried myself in my books for the rest of the day. And like each time before my opinion in this decision was not important to my parents. My mother was supportive for the most part but one she makes some friends at my father's business dinners, she would be lost in her activities.
It is yet again time to say good-bye to my friends and move on…I do not think that anyone would bother to keep in touch with me though. I would leave all that behind. I would have to start packing my stuff tomorrow.