Freshman year is upon us, and trust me when I say it starts off with a BANG! On a side note, I've found my muse, I'm feeling hundreds times better, more so than any in the last six weeks. (has it only been six weeks?) Anyways, Enjoy the show, cause here we go!
Jane's attitude had improved the rest of the weekend and she was with Mrs. Hazel today, while I went to school for my first day of freshman year.
"Freshie's," Emmett yelled as he picked me up that morning. Rosalie was in the front, Edward in the back with Alice as I slid into the backseat, in the middle next to Edward, my heart raced being this close.
"Senior," I told Emmett.
"Are you ready for your first year?" Edward asked, slightly grabbing my hand and squeezing it.
"Yea, I'm ready for it to be over."
I settled into the seat and waited for the ten minute ride to the high school. Alice and I where in the first freshman class to be at the new Forks High School. They'd built it over the last year and where now housing freshman through seniors. Esme had offered Emmett to drive the three of us, Rosalie hitched a ride this morning, but I was wondering where Jasper was.
"Well," Alice said as we slid out of the car at the school. "Here's to the best year ever."
I nodded in agreement and we all split to find our classes. This year I had music appreciation and art with Edward, otherwise I had no classes with the others, meaning I'd have to make new friends.
I walked to my first class, history, alone, seeing a few friends from last year in the hall, talking to them for a few moments. Then walking into the room, seeing a girl I'd never seen before.
"Hi," I said as I set down.
"Hi, I'm Angela," the girl said.
"Bella, you new here?"
"Yea, we moved here a few weeks ago."
"I understand about being new, I moved here last year, so I'm still a newbie as well."
"Welcome to another year of school," the teacher came in and all talking stopped. "In this class, we will explore the history of the United States and events that have shaped who we are today."
I hated history, I couldn't wait until the day was over.
"How was history," Edward asked as Angela, who was in my art class, and I set down at the table with him.
"Boring, oh, Edward, this is Angela, she's new here. Angela, this is Edward Cullen."
"Nice to meet you," Edward said, shaking her hand. "Are you liking Forks?"
Edward and Angela talked while waiting for the teacher, I'd throw my opinions in from time to time. The teacher came and set us to work playing with clay, trying to create something that we felt symbolized who we where.
"What are you making?" I asked Edward and Angela.
"A music note, I think," Edward said.
"I'm going to attempt to make a camera. I love to take pictures."
"Bella, how about you?" Edward asked.
I chewed at my lip, wondering what I was going to make.
"How about a J?" Edward said.
"J?" Angela asked.
"Oh, my daughter, her first name is Jane."
"Oh, that would be cool, Jane's a big part of your life then?"
"Yea, I've worked hard to raise her over the last fifteen months."
"You should do a J," Angela agreed with Edward. So I made a very girly J.
"Okay, class, if you place your creations on the board here," the teacher pointed to a wooden board and we did as told, I laid my down just as the bell rang. The three of us walked out together.
"Guy's, I'll see you at lunch," Edward said. He ran off as he saw some of his friends from the football team. I sighed, I'd always have to share my best friend with the football team, I'd found out that he'd be starting this year, and since Jane was old enough now, Alice, Rosalie, Jasper and I would be taking her to the games, I decided that it was time to let everybody know that Jane is my daughter. Jane was getting to where she liked going out to events.
"Angela, I'll see you later. Oh, Friday is the first game, if you'd like to meet up with us. Edward and Emmett are starting this year," I went on to explain to Angela who Emmett was, then I told her a bit about the others of my group.
The next few hours went fine, I had the rest of my classes, nothing really happened, I found that Alice had transferred into my PE class, meaning I wouldn't have to endure the torture by myself. Alice thankfully paired with me for the year, I'm sure she'd be tired of me by the end of the year.
Finally the end of the day came and I slid into Emmett's car. Alice was in the front and Edward was in the back with me. Emmett drove over to Mrs. Hazels and I went up to get Jane, who was happily playing on the floor, I picked her up, Edward was getting the car seat ready. I settled Jane in and ran back to Mrs. Hazels, she'd said she needed to speak to me.
"Bella, Jane's been a doll today, but a family emergency has come up, my brother passed away in Detroit and I have to fly out there to the funereal for a few days. I'm so sorry to leave you in a bind."
"Oh, don't worry about it," I said, going through my list of people who could watch Jane during the day. "You just have a safe trip." I smiled and paid her, then went back to the car.
"Everything okay," Edward asked as I got into the car.
"No, Mrs. Hazels brother passed away."
"Charlie?"
"To unpredictable schedule."
"Dad?"
"Doctor."
"Mom?"
"I'll ask, she's the only one that doesn't have to run on a whim and she owns her business."
"Thanks for watching her," I told Esme as I was dropping Jane off the next morning at the Photography shop in down town Forks.
"Not a problem," Esme said. "Have a great day at school."
I nodded and went back to Emmett's car as we drove to school.
History passed then it was art. Where I almost died.
"Today we will explain what we made and why you made it," the teacher told us, we went to get our things and then it began, the countdown until the school would know about Jane. Edward was sitting next to me and he once again grabbed my hand and held it.
"I'm Edward Cullen, and I made a musical note because I love music and hope to go to Julliard after high school."
My turn, "I'm Bella Swan and I made a J because of the one thing in my life that is most important to me, my fifteen month old daughter, Jane Charley Swan."
A gasp went through the room, it was out and the school would be gossiping about this for a long time, coming.
"I'm Angela Webber," Angela stood up really quick, but I tuned her out, Edward gripped my hand, stroking it in a flirty way.
I was the gossip of the day, people came up to me, curious about Jane. Some people asked why I'd done a boneheaded move, but would later come back and apologize.
I realized Edward was with me as often as possible, so was Alice and Jasper, even Rosalie and Emmett where watching over me.
Two weeks after I had my secret come out, the gossip finally started slowing down but it was never gone. The first football game came, I took Jane, where Jasper protected us. Jasper wasn't playing football this year, he'd pulled a muscle or something, so he got to set with us.
"Mama, Ed?" Jane asked, I'd gotten her away from calling Edward dada, now it was just Ed.
"He's playing, see," I pointed to where Edward was standing on the field, he saw me pointing and waved at Jane, who giggled.
She didn't understand over the weeks that we went to the games that Edward was the star player, but she enjoyed time out with me and the others. Esme started taking Jane on Saturday nights and whenever Mrs. Hazel couldn't watch her.
At homecoming, Jane accompanied us to the game that we won and we waited as normal after the game, when Mike Newton came out.
"Look guys," he told Tyler Crowley and Conner Harmon, "it's the resident whore."
My life started falling apart after that, I put Jane on my hip and held her. I wondered where Edward was.
"Maybe if we ask nicely, she'd put out for us," Conner said. My breathing started coming fast, I was worried, for my safety, for Jane's safety. I was out here alone, I had no cell phone and without thinking, these boys had herded Jane and I into a corner.
"Sure she will, once a whore always a whore."
I held Jane's back, hoping she wasn't hearing any of this, then the boys advanced on me. I dropped as carefully to the ground as possible, protecting Jane, then a shoe connected with back, pain blossomed in my back. Another hand started working at my pants. I let out a blood curtailing scream, letting a now wailing Jane go as a hand started rubbing my sex, the thin layer of my panties where the only thing between them and my personal parts.
"Come on whore, you know you love it, other wise you wouldn't have a daughter at thirteen," one of them said. I couldn't see as they kicked, the pain was causing spots in my vision. I tried to curl in a ball, but they where so strong and where kicking and pulling at my panties, I could no longer hear Jane's wailing and I hoped my daughter had gotten away.
Then they where gone, something ripped them off me, I cried, I curled up and cried.
"Bella," a voice yelled, I couldn't make out if it was a girl or boy, but I screamed, I had so much pain ripping through my body, then I blacked out.