Chapter 2 ~

BPOV-

Okay, so I don't think you would want to hear about the boring hours I spent reading, and taking notes on 100+ booklet do you?

So here are the basics:

- Principals: Aro, Marcus, and Caius Volturi

- Vice Principals: Jane, Alec, and Demetri Austen

- My teachers:

Classifying: Eleazar D'vries

Endurance: Emmett Cullen

Mind: Jane and Alec Austen

Physical: Felix Chabot

Shield: Carmen D'vries

Normal Subjects: Rosalie Hale

Doctor: Carlisle Cullen

- Dorm: East Wing, roommates: Alice C. and Bree T.

- Dorm on the right: East Wing, people: Edward C., Jasper H., and Deigo S.

- Dorm on the left: East Wing, people: Rosalie H., Angela J., Kate F.

I felt cramped, so I stood up and stretched. I felt my iPhone vibrate like crazy in my bag, so I retrieved it, and looked at the screen.

One new text message.

I opened it and read...

Greetings new Endowed!

Since I know Felix has told you that the term starting in 6 weeks, I have to apologize on his behalf. The term is actually starting in 2 weeks...

Sincerely,

Aro Volturi

WTF!When I get to that Academy, the first thing I'm going to do it kick Felix's butt. I mean, 2 WEEKS isn't enough to prepare for a few YEARS away from home!

I sprinted to my dark blue Porsche, and gunned the engine. I probably destroyed a few lawns, and stop signs, but THIS WAS A REAL EMERGENCY! Okay Bella, calm down...

I finally arrived at my destination... insert suspenseful music here... THE MALL! I went to the food court and bought a cup of coffee. Then, I hit the stores.

About 10 hours later, I dragged my poor, aching body into the driver's seat, and dumped all 30 of my shopping bags in the backseat. At home, I dumped out all the clothes I had bought in a corner, and, after showering and brushing my teeth, quickly fell asleep on my nice, comfy, down-filled bed...

I ate a cookie, and another one, and another one... Suddenly, one of the cookies started to dance to Justin Bieber music... UGH! Shut it off, I hate Justin Bieber... I have no idea why, but I smashed the cookie... ahhhh...no more Bieber music...

" BELLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAA!" another cookie called out...

I suddenly woke up, and started to drag myself out of my nice warm bed... Nah, I don't have that kind of self-denial. I snuggled back under, then...

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed

I woke up suddenly, as ice-cold water cascaded around me, and formed a pool around my body. I immediately jumped out the bed and ran into my bathroom, hurriedly stripping, and jumped into the hot bath. I relaxed, and after 30 minutes, got out and toweled myself off. I dressed in a Chanel sundress and curled my hair. I slipped on my fluffy white Ralf Lauren slippers, and hurried downstairs, "MOM! DID YOU JUST DUMP A BUCKET FULL OF ICE WATER ON MEEEEEEEEEE?" I yelled.

"Hello, dear," Renee looked innocently at my angry face, "That was you? Oh I am SO sorry, Bella. I thought that the bed was empty already, since I already called your name just about...mmmmhhh...maybe a BILLION times?"

I looked at her confused, "I never...OH YEAH!" I remembered the cookies from my dream...

"OMG!" I ran back to my bedroom, and groaned, as I saw the shattered remains of my alarm clock.

I stared at it, until something caught my eye. It was the pile of clothes I had thrown into the corner of my room. I rushed over and ecstatically started to pack, folding clothes, and piling them in suitcases. When I was finished, my whole entire wardrobe stuffed in 10 huge suitcases, and my makeup in a buttery Louis Vuitton purse. I stacked everything in a corner of my room, and walked into the kitchen, my destination? The cookie jar. When I reached paradise, also known as the cookie jar, I grabbed a few cookies, and headed out the door, munching away happily. I went to my favorite hair salon, and got my usual mani-pedi, and a trim. I had nothing to do, so I decided to go people-watching. I took my purple notebook, and a gel pen, and flipped to a fresh page. I saw a tall woman with caramel skin an dark hair, who I dubbed, Cookie number 27. I'm not too original, so I just call all people I stalk, Cookie number insert number here. I stalked CN27, and followed her into a nearby mall. She immediately makes a beeline to Barneys, and I write everything she does down in my notebook. After a few minutes, I got bored and ditched her. Yup, I have an attention span of a horse... I smell cookies! Yum :)

I raced to this bakery, and bought a box of cookies, and a bottle of milk. When I finished, I went shopping, and bought my first-day of school outfit: Creamy white D&B dress, and a white belt with a gold buckle. I also bought a pair of golden gladiator sandals, and sparkly white clips. I'm obsessed with sparkly clips, and basically buy all that I can lay my hands on.

1 week and 6 days later, I was dressed in all Burberry, and had crammed the last of my suitcases into the stretch limo that had appeared in my driveway this morning. I brought along all my electronics, and prepared myself for a long, and boring 5 hour ride. For once, or twice, maybe three...in my life, I was wrong. As soon as I climbed in, I was literally POUNCED upon by a small girl, who looked rather like a pixie...

"HI! I'M ALICE CULLEN, AND IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU TOO!" The girl, Alice yelled out. Looks like someone drank too much coffee this morning... should I ask...?

"NOPE! I NEVER DRINK MORE THAN 20 CUPS OF COFFEE EVERY MORNING!" She squealed, as the limo started backing out the driveway.

"…..." I replied intelligently,"errr..."

Let's just say, my ride to the airport was anything BUT peaceful. For one thing, I found out that Alice was a physic, but she can't see everyone's future. She also liked to apply makeup on other people, as I soon discovered, and as you can probably tell already, she was ADDICTED to coffee.

As soon as we got to the plane pad, we met up with a few other people: Mike Newton, Angela Johnson, Rosalie Hale, Jasper Hale, Emmett Cullen ( one of Alice's numerous cousins ), and Jessica Stanley. I didn't really notice though, my eyes had already spotted the nearest bakery, and I was making a beeline for it when, in my cookie-induced haze, I crashed into someone.

"Sorry!" I said, and looked up.

I found myself staring at the most brilliant green eyes I had ever seen.