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Also, this chapter will have some swearing. I know it's not a big deal, but to some people it is. (My friend told me to put this since she totally flips out when she sees or hears a swear word…) And without further ado…here's chapter nine.

Previously…

She smiled. "You better get back to the party. And be sure to call your mother and tell her you ran into me and that I say hello and hope to see her next summer."

"Got it."

Then, she walked up their winding staircase while I walked back into the kitchen.

Judging on their faces-which were bursting with confusion-I think I should of went with Esme. I was not ready to tell them now.

"What was that all about?" Alice demanded. Once she spoke, the questions were-once again-unleashed on me.

"What did you and our mom talk about?"

"Why were you to looking at each other like you knew each other?"

"Why aren't who answering?"

"Is there more pizza?" That one was Emmett; I would know that random voice anywhere.

"Give us an explanation," said Jasper.

I inhaled and prepared myself for yet another lie. "Well," I began rather loudly, so Esme would hear my lie from upstairs and catch on, "I remembered running into her on one of my past visits to Forks. You know, when I was younger and came every summer. I knew her name was Esme Cullen, I just didn't know she was your mother. I didn't make the connection."

I reviewed my lie. It was foolproof.

"Why did you pull her into the other room?" Emmett asked. It may have been foolproof, but it wasn't Emmettproof.

"I wanted to make sure it was her, you know." I didn't know if they believed that. I mean, what person wouldn't just ask that in front of her friends. I made a silent prayer that Emmet, or any other of the Cullen's, wouldn't continue to ask questions.

"Oh." Emmett bought my lie and apparently so did the others.

"Who cares?" Said Alice. "Let's get down to sleepover business!"

I was just about to ask what sleepover business was, I've never been to a sleepover before I have slept over someone's house before but it wasn't an official 'sleepover', but my cell phone rang. My 'Swan' bag began to blare out the song 'Hey Soul Sister' by Train. Humming along, I rummaged through my back until I pulled out my Blackberry. I read the caller ID. It was my mom. Could the timing be any worse?

Taking a deep breath I pressed the 'answer' button and put the phone to my ear while standing up and walking out of the room mouthing 'my mom' to the Cullen's. "Hello," I said.

"Bella! Darling how are you? How's Forks? Are the kids at school nice?" Her voice was hopeful, it was hopeful that I was a terrible time and would beg to come home. But I wasn't giving in and I wouldn't let her think I didn't like it here, because I did.

"Forks is great. Everyone's really nice."

"Oh." You could hear the disappointment in her voice. "That's great."

"Mom. Why can't you accept the fact that I'm in Forks and having fun? What's so hard to understand?" My tone was harsh and fierce. I was fed up with her disapproval. I had to hear it for weeks after I purchased the plane tickets to Washington.

"I can accept the fact you're in Forks, but that doesn't mean I don't like it. Honey, you're the princess. You have duties as a princess and you aren't fulfilling them in Forks."

"What?" I screeched. "I'm freaking eighteen years old! I can do whatever I want. If I want to spend some time with Charlie, I will. I'm a legal adult now and you can't make me do anything no matter what you think!"

"You are still a princess and have duties to your country. And as the queen it's my job to see that you fulfill them." She spoke calmly which was the complete opposite of my raging, angry tone. Though I feel bad yelling at my mother, who loves me more than anyone, because I did have duties in Italy I needed to do, but I need time as a teen.

"Damn it. You just don't understand. Since the day you, and I, were born our lives have been planned for us. Well, I'm tired of being part of this plan, I want to break free. I need to be a teenager. Do you have any idea how annoying it is to see all the other teenagers in Italy laughing while I have to sit there and act all petty? It's as annoying as hell. And I'm done. D-O-N-E. Whether you like it or not I'm staying here, in Forks, until I graduate high school. I will be here for almost a whole year, as it's the beginning of October. And there's nothing you can do about it."

"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN YOU LISTEN TO ME THIS INSTANT! You have duties to your country. And you WILL do them!" She screamed.

"No." I had never defied my mother before; it was disrespectful as a princess. But, somehow, I didn't feel like a princess anymore. Maybe it was the casual clothes, or the first day at public school or my new friends, but I felt different. It was like the day here had changed me, for the better. I felt stronger and more in control of my life. "This is my life. I don't want to spend my life sitting on a chair and making decisions that, frankly, I don't care about. If you care so much about what I'm supposed to do, why don't you do it yourself? Remember the quote 'if you want something done right you need to do it yourself'? Well, do it yourself because I won't."

She didn't answer. There was dead silence on the other end of the line. The only reason I knew she hadn't hung up was because there wasn't the 'click' from the other end that signified she hung up.

"Oh, one more thing. You know Esme Cullen, our architect? She says hi." I smoothly clicked the 'end' button on my Blackberry and smiled to myself. I had, for the first time in my life, stood up to my nagging mother. She was never demanding, like she was now. She was only like that when she was desperate, and she was right now. I wasn't there so her and Dad had to make the choices on their own, without a third opinion. (A/N: Her dad is Phil Swan. I know, confusing. Renee was only married once. Charlie is Renee's brother, in case anyone forgot.)

I confidently walked back into the room. The Cullen's jaws were on the floor.

"That was your mom?" Alice asked, flabbergasted.

I nodded.

"You just told off your mom," Edward stated.

I looked at his perfect face and just had to make a joke out if it, I didn't want him to think I was a bad child or something. "Thank you captain obvious," I laughed. "We don't always get along about some things."

They all nodded.

"Now, Alice. Before I left you were talking about sleepover business. Let's do it."

A wide, mischievous grin spread across her face and I instantly regretted mentioning it. Let's all go upstairs. So, we all followed the pixie upstairs and into a game room with couches.

"Sit down," Alice ordered. "It's time for truth or dare.

Truth or dare. A princesses, and anyone with a secret's, worse nightmare.

"Uh oh," I muttered sitting down.

"You said it." Edward slid into the space next to me. "Alice is serious about truth or dare."

Looking at the hyper, pumped Alice, I believed him. This game would be the death of me.

And that was the end of chapter 9! I know it's a little short, but its Memorial Day weekend and my grandparents are over and I can't write as much. Also, I wanted to get another chapter up.

I hope you liked it. I thought hard about how the argument between Bella and her mom would go like and I finally chose it to go like that. Also, the Cullen's will tell Bella they are adopted (all but one…any more guesses?) in either the next chapter or the one after that. All in all, Bella will find out their adopted within the next two chapters.

Also, I wanted to point out Bella's mother is usually nice and childlike, but takes being royal seriously.

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