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Chapter2: Feeling welcome ha

I drove down the once bricked path that was now covered in moss and wild flowers creating a sort of meddowy effect, the house was beautiful, red brick early Victorian, i could see the broken windows that were sure to be curtosy of stupid hormonal teenagers throwing stones and scareing their girlfriends with ghost stories, i sighed thinking about all the renavateing that i would ahve to do on the oh so beautiful house.

''you wernt kidding when you said it might need some work, were you farther'' i said to nobody in particular.

I pulled up in front of the house , i steped out of my car walking over to the trunk as i unloaded my belonging's i would have left most of this stuff at home, hell i would have left it in the store's if it wasn't for my over joyous cousin alina for forcing her puppy dog eye's on me and insisting that with a whole new town comes a whole new wardrobe, i have about three suite cases just full of shoes, five full of top shirts and dresses and six full of pants skirts, and not to mention all the duffel bags full of acsessories and make up, at this ratei'll have to transform the basement into one huge closet, alina would love that.

It took me half the time i would have to get every thing into the foyer than it would have without my inhuman speed, now i just have to unpack and find places to put every thing, the house was already furnished charlie took care of that before i arrived, so their was no need to go mall hunting for furniture thank god, it's not that i don't like shoping it that i absolutely dispise it.(i'm sorry if you love shoping believe me when i say this it is one of my fav activities, plz don't shoot me lol).

When i had unpacked everything i went round the house and borded up the broken windows with planks of ply wood i found in the basement that was now my closet, i'd have to tell alina about this she'd just love it, her closet is huge but mine is a house compered to her's i seriously think it sould bow down in shame and hand the crown over to mine for the queen of big closets.

I'd just finished boarding up the last window when i looked at my watch, ''shoot'' i muttered to myself, i only had an hour to get ready, i quickly ran into my bathroom and jumped into the showter, is sware it was the quickest shower in the history of quick showers, i was in there all of 5 muinites, i jumped out and into my room where i had a small supply of chlothes in the small walkin closet, i put on a long sleved white t-shirt, a blue waistcoat cardigan, with black and white bead belts, black skiny jeans, and my favourite black leather stiletto boots, I walked down stairs grabbing my keys of the table near the door and speeding to school in my midnight blue Porsche.

The parkinglot was empty i was 20 muinites early for school, i got out of my car with a sigh and walked over to a small square building that was labled office, to tell you the truth it looked more like a prison, i walked through the black rimmed double doors an dwalked up to the receptionist, she was a small women, late forties, she had cropped graying blond hair that ened just below her chin, she had round glasses (abit like harry potters) that were sliding down her thin nose, she haddent noticed me yet and any muinite i half expected her to look up and jump a foot in the air and to see thoses glasses fly off her face never to be seen again, just like it should be.

I tapped on the glass pain that separated her from the rest of the world(haha she's a prisoner in her own cubical lol) as i expected she jumped out of her seat at the sound of my tapping and away went her glasses although they didn't get lost just unfortanatly for her they fell in to the fish tank behind her that housesd some very hungry looking fish.

''oh, sorry about that dear, how may i help you''she said with a bright smile now that i could see her face properly could see that she had a kind face and eyes that sparkeled with happiness, she was one of those people where you could see that they were stunning when they were your age.

''no worries, i'm Isabella swan, i was told you were expecting me'' i replied with a smile.

''oh yes ofcorse dear, just let me get your scedual'' she got up and stared to rustle through a pile of papers on a desck behind her.

''ah, here you are dear'' she said handing me my schedual along with two other slips of paper.

''that's your scedual, a map of the school, and a slip for the teachers to sign and for you to bring back at the end of the day'' she explained.

''bye, and thank you''

''yes yes, bye now dear''

I still had fifteen muinites left beforeclass started so i went to sit on a bench near my fist period, i sat down and pulled out my ipod from my bag, i turned it on and my immortal came on, for my last birthday charlie had got me the ipod, and alina had secretly recored my voice and uploaded it to the ipod , i was listening to a song i wrote about what i could remember of my mother.

(i have not made this song up but the lyrics i have changed are in bold)

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would take me to
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When i cried you'd wipe away all of my tears
When i screamed you'd fight away all of my fears
And you held my hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along.

I hadn't realised i was singing until i looked up to the now full school grounds to see all the students gawping at me, oh great what a way to blend in just great bella, i quickly got up pocketing my ipod as i made my way to my first lesson, my first class was lit with mrs Peterson, her lesson was lick an over grown wart unnessasery and annoying and just plain pointless, i've been through the same things over s hundred times and could probably teach it better than her well their was no probably about it i could, how could anyone stand her lesson.

I was falling asleep and thats quite hard to do considering when i reached the age eighteen i could only sleep when my body was so weak i would callapse from exhaustion, well ok i csnt really sleep lets just put it this way i was so so so BORED...

I was looking at my schedual, to see what i've got next then i felt someone tap me on my shoulder, eh personal space much, i thought as i turned round to see a boy about my age with spiked up blonde hair.

''hi, i'm mike newton, you must be the new girl isabella'' he said, i could tell he was thinking inappropriate things about me, by the dirty smile that was plastered on his face.

'' it's bella''

''so anyway bella, how about i show you round the school'' he snaked his arm round my shoulders i thought the erge to shake him off punch him in the gut and call him a pervert.

'' no thats ok, i'll be fine'' i stepped out of his arms and headed out the door, he was rushing to keep up with my slightly too fast pace, slow it down i thought to myself no matter how much i dispice this perverted human i can not be exposed.

''so what you got now'' he asked hopeful god this overobsesive puppy was starting to get on my last nerve.

''Trig''

''hey i have that class to, it must be fate'' oh just great, not only is he a pervert he is one that thinks he's charming, can my day get any worse? He snaked his arm around my waiste and drgged me off in the dirction of our next class, apparently it can get worse much worse.

Apart from that vile mike newton my day was suppriseingly ok, i meet a nice shy girl named Angela, and a girl called Jessica, who was aa bit vain and full of herself, and i had a feeling that she was only nice to me because i was the intresting new meat so to speak.

After indureing trig with mike, i had Spanish, i sat next to Angela, i did'nt really pay attention to the teacher afterall i was more fluent in Spanish than she was, haveing lived there for fifty or so years, after Spanish it was lunch, i lined up to waste money on food that i wouldn't even eat and found an empty table near the back entrence so i could get out if i wished.

Lunch was almost unbareable, mike and his little possie as i've come to think of them invaded my peace and quite, i felt my self loseing my cool with their constent bickering and nonsence, i forced my self to laugh at their pathetic jokes, when they called on me and waited for my responce.

Mike was trying to impress me with something unimportant when i saw them, i'd been expecting to find my mother here but what i got was so much more, their was five of them, all as gracefull and beautiful as each other, they all seemed to be together, the tall model like blonde, and the big curly haired one who looked like a big teddy bear, the short pixie like girl with short black spiky hair, and the blond male who's face was a picture of pain and astonishment, but one caught my eye more than the other's he seemed to be alone, he walked in after them with a slight grimce on his face like he was unhappy about something, he was an angle he had to be he was hevenly beautiful, with his gold eye's tall muscular lean body, and his strange copper coloured toseled hair, he was the picture of perfect.