A/N: Alrighty, so here is the 1'st part of chapter 3. :) I hope you like it!
BPOV
Auntie Jenna doesn't usually cook, So when I woke up early this morning and smelt coffee and pancakes I knew something was up. I marched loudly down the stairs and sat down at the kitchen bar. "Good morning" Aunt Jenna said brightly sliding a plate of 3 buttermilk pancakes towards me. "What's all this for?" I yawned trying my best to sound enthusiastic. "First day of school" She gave me a teasing smile. I had almost forgotten. "Coffee?" She asked taking out two cups from the cabinet. "Um...sure" I replied sticking a fork full of pancake in my mouth. She poured the coffee into two mugs and slid one towards me. "So, are you excited for school?" She asked, she walked over to the counter and started cleaning a dish. Small talk with Auntie Jenna was a lot of work; I could never tell her how I was really feeling. One, because I don't think I could explain even if I wanted to, and two, because even though I lived with Aunt Jenna, I still felt like we didn't really have this connection, I mean, she had no choice but to take me in, and I love her for it, but I also hate that she has to waste half of her life babysitting me.
"Yeah, I am" I lied, and it didn't sound real at all. Along being the clumsiest person on earth, I wasn't the best liar, to put it lightly. Aunt Jenna kept scrubbing the dish even though it was obviously clean, I knew small talk was hard for her too no matter how nonchalant she acted like it was. I could tell something was wrong. She turned to me again "You don't have to be so closed off with me Bella, I know your still getting over the accident and I understand, I do, but, I'm trying to understand you" The words that came out of her mouth, shocked me completely. And left me with a rage of fury boiling in my chest. She didn't understand, she could never understand! Did she lose everything? Did she have to live with the guilt everyday knowing she was the only one who made it alive? Did she have to move to this stupid little town in the middle of nowhere? I clenched my teeth and waited a few minutes before I answered, I didn't want my anger to get into the way of things. For now, no matter how bad I was at it, I just had to act. "Aunt Jenna, you know I love you and I want to get to know you too, but...I just need a little time" I finally said, this sounded convincing.
I looked at my half eaten pancakes, and pushed them away, losing my appetite completely. She nodded her head and gave half a smile, but I could see the disappointment in her eyes. "I'm going to go get ready for school" I said, I knew I still had awhile but I had to get away from this situation. "Thanks again" I hugged her and walked back up the stairs, oddly feeling guilty.
After taking a shower and trying to tame my wavy dark brown hair, I walked over to my walk in closet with a groan, I hadn't exactly gone back for most of my stuff after the accident, I couldn't even stand to go into the house afterward, It was Auntie Jenna who grabbed some of my more valuable things and decided to just buy me a whole new wardrobe instead of bringing back my old clothes, It took a while trying to find what to wear in a cluster of new things, but I finally decided to wear a creme long sleeve V-neck and dark fitting jeans, I slipped on my black converses (one of the things I refused to leave behind) a black sweater, and grabbed my book bag from the post of my bed. I looked in the full length mirror one last time, my skin was oddly pale and not the skin that would belong to someone who used to live in the sweltering heat of Arizona, My eyes were too dark, and my lips were chapped and pink. But it wasn't until I really looked into the mirror until I saw the real problem.
The girl looking back at me was not the girl who had lived in phoenix Arizona just months before. The girl looking back looked...sad, lonely, and completely lost. The girl was not me. I wanted to be okay with it, to be okay with who I was now, to understand that things were different and I couldn't change myself, but I couldn't look away from the mirror, it felt like part of me would not accept that I had become this girl. I mean, a couple months ago I was still the shy, easy going Bella I still was now. But I had a family, I had friends, I hung out with the cooler kids, I got good grades, and guy's heads turned, but now, I was someone completely different. I didn't do this to myself I thought, it was done to me. The only thing that tore my eyes away from the mirror was Auntie Jenna's voice calling from downstairs "C'mon Bella, you're going to be late" She said loudly. "I'm coming" I told her, but it sounded like I was convincing myself more than her.
The drive to school was awkward. Aunt Jenna spoke of how I should have allowed her to get me a car, and I sat very quietly only answering with "Yeas'" and "I know" as her BMW glided easily under us and the heat blasted from the air vents. I concentrated on the rain dripping down the windows, trying to avoid the nervousness jumping around in my stomach. Just 5 minutes later Aunt Jenna stopped her car abruptly, "Where here" She said. I looked up suddenly and looked at the school. Students were everywhere, there were not many but too many all at once. The school was built with red bricks, and really didn't look like a school at all; if the sign at the front of the parking lot hadn't read "Forks High school" I wouldn't have known it was a school at all. I hugged my aunt quickly and thanked her for the drive, stumbling out of the car and clutching my book bag like it was some kind of safety blanket. I started toward a small building that read "front office" thinking it was the best place to start, and opened the door letting in a huge gust of cold air. The red haired lady at the front desk gave me a dirty look. I swallowed walking up to the desk. "Can I help you?" She asked with narrowed eyes. Great, one of the first people I meet here and they already hate me I thought. "Um, I'm Isabella Swan" I choked out. "Ah, yes" She grumbled shifting a couple papers on her desk until she found what she wanted, handing me two slips of paper. "That's your class schedule and a school of the map" She said in a bored tone pointing to the two pieces of paper I had taken. "Welcome to forks" But it did not sound welcoming at all. The phone rang loudly behind her desk. "Thanks" I said walking towards the door, even though she wasn't listening. When I opened the door I made sure to let a huge gust of cold burst right in, I'm pretty positive she shot me an evil glare as I closed the door behind me.
A/N: I know it's a little all over the place, but I'm in Bella's mind set. Things will calm down, or will they? Stick around for some Edward POV, and review!