Chapter 3
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"Bella! Your alarm went off three times, I think you had enough snoozing! Your ballet flats are in the black bag next to your breakfast. Hurry up, I gotta feed Pree" Renee, Bella's mother's voice rang in Bella's head . Her mother had the tendency to scream like she was doing the world a favor. She thought her voice was angelic. It's wasn't. It was a pain. But Bella still loves her.
Bella Swan walked into the empty kitchen. The yellow curtains where drawn close, light went through them, lightening the dim room a bit. She grabbed a wooden chair and sat still, she stared at the sandwich on the table, looked around and saw Renee cutting carrots.
"The cereal is good mom" She turned and clasped the air, scooping it up towards her mouth. It didn't satisfy her hunger, no matter how much she ate. She ate and ate, sipping the milk but her stomach still groaned.
"I made it just the way you like it dear." Bella saw her mother smile widely as her neck twisted at an awkward angle. "Would you like ice cream and coke for breakfast too?"
"And cold beer" Charlie Swan's voice appeared in Bella's head. Bella laughed at how smart and unique her father was. He was the best. Nothing would stop him from drinking cold beer. Not even death. Death won't affect his love for cold beer.
Bella turned into the place where she saw her father and stared at the empty space. She frowned and looked at her mother. She wasn't there either.
Before she can think of it, the phone rang, she let it ring and it went to voice mail. Public Library hold for Isabella Swan, Wuthering Heights is ready, please pick it up in seven days- Message ended, to save this message, press one. To delete this message press two, to repeat this message press three-
Bella glanced at her watch and quickly sprang towards her green backpack and pulled the front door open. She was going to be late for school. She hated being late to school. She spat at the ground bitterly and grimaced at how disorganized the pavement was. It has cracks. She hates cracks.
She kept on walking toward her school, her stomach groaning, demanding food. She felt the air shift and knew the cockroaches where back. They came. They want her dead. Now. The piss smell erupted the freesia scent. She stopped and looked around her, eyes wide in panic. It was packed with cockroaches. She glanced down and saw the cockroaches spreading out of the cracks on the pavement. She knew the cracks would betray her. They always did. She broke into a run. Nothing can help her, except running. She kept on running. Her throat was dry and her heart felt like it was punching her ribcage.
She saw her University and continued running, all the time not looking behind. She opted to lose them. Maybe if she ignored them they will leave her. She knew routes in the university that she could lose them in. She pushed her feet faster and ran, her breathing going faster. Her dance studio was two hallways away.
Bella took the long way and focused on ways to explain to her teacher why cockroaches where chasing her. She decided to use honesty. Honesty was the best policy.
Bella was so focused on what she would say, that she didn't see a teacher coming her way. She bumped into him, sending his papers flying into the hallway. Students around them stopped what they were doing and stared at Bella, then at the teacher, eager to see what would happen. Few girls recognized Bella and shared an amused glance. Bella Swan was known as the school freak.
" Why on earth where you running in this busy hallway young lady?" The teacher picked his belongings up and waited for an explanation.
Bella wanted to sprint out. He didn't understand. How could he not see the cockroaches? They were here, they're after her. She has to lose them. Now!
"The Cockroaches - they are after me" She gasped out and threw herself into a run. They're catching up, but she knew which hallway to take next.
"What on earth did that girl just say? Anyone cares to clarify?" The teacher threw his hands up in the air as he watched the girl run away. "And that is why, kids, you shouldn't do drugs"
Few students snickered.
"Anyone knows her name? I need to report her as a cockroach survivor- no, I need something catchier. Jessica, you seem to pretend that you're popular here…any clue on what that girl's name is?"
"Bella Swan, sir. She 'as always been weird, this is just one of her episodes" Jessica snickered and Lauren smirked.
Bella knew that she lost them. The air no longer smelt rotten. She broke her run as she burst through her classroom. Girls where sitting on ground stretching while listening to their teacher instruct them.
But at the moment, they all looked back to see who interrupted the class and saw none other than Bella swan in her usual tardiness.
" , so nice of you to join us- Now, ladies how about we do a classic twirl with the normal toe point routine as a starter?" Bella's instructor chose to ignore Swan's tardiness, it was the least thing she could do. As usual, she probably also forgot her uniform.
Bella Swan's parents died in a car accident.