Hey! First of all, THANK YOU for the reviews. I really appreciate it. Secondly, I'm sorry for the mistake I made in Chapter 2. I'm deleting my authors note so that you guys don't get confused. And for those of you who didn't know, I made a few changes to the end of Chapter 2. Sorry 'bout that. Here's Chapter 3:
Disclaimer:I don't own twilight (Keeping it nice and simple today)
"Susan, I don't think I'm feeling well today," I wasn't lying about that. Ryan gave me a hard slap in the face yesterday for not having any dinner prepared for him when he got home from work yesterday. Susan didn't get back until this morning.
"Nonsense, Bella! I'm sure you're friends will be able to cheer you up in school once you get there. Besides, I'd rather you not stay in the house all your own for the whole day. I read in the newspaper earlier this morning that there were a couple of rape cases happening around Seattle," she said with a concerned look on her face.
I pouted. "Now, now, Bella. Don't give me that face! We won't be able to see that beautiful face of yours. My, you are a beauty for a thirteen year old. I'm sure you'll have guys bowing down at your feet in no time," Susan said gleefully.
I grimaced. Many people have told me that I was beautiful, even for a thirteen year old. That I looked older than my actual age. I didn't like the attention. Boys on the sidewalk would often whistle at me when I passed which scared me horribly at times. And the girls in school wouldn't talk to me. They made fun of me. I was the social outcast. But that was fine because I preferred to keep to myself and bury myself into my book.
Susan, though, did not realize that I did not get along very well with my fellow classmates.
I didn't think I was pretty though. When I look in the mirror, every part of me looks the same as any normal thirteen year old would. I had full pink lips and slightly wavy brown hair with brown eyes to match. I was average in height and had a slender body.
I sighed in defeat as I grabbed my backpack when I heard the bus horn. Another day of torture, I thought to myself.
"Good morning, Bella," greeted the bus driver, Charles. He was no older than 25 and was really nice to me. He helped back me up when he saw me on the verge of tears when Lauren and her friends ganging up on me. He acted like an older brother to me.
" 'Morning, Charles," I said, faking a smile. I did that quite a lot recently.
As soon I got into the bus, I sat in the empty seat in the first row, took out the book I was currently working on and engrossed myself into it.
I didn't dare sit anywhere near the back row, because that's where the rowdy people sat. By rowdy I mean Lauren and her gang. Because of Lauren and Jessica's constant teasing, the boys in the school no longer felt any interest for me. Another reason I sat the front was because I would be able to escape the bus faster and hopefully avoid Lauren and Jessica.
As Charles stopped the bus in front of the school's entrance, I quickly got out and headed to my first class which was English. A girl named Angela sat beside me during this lesson. Though she was part of Lauren's gang, she was very nice. She would always talk to me and try to stand up for me when she had the chance. But we weren't very close, though. During lunch, I would usually sit alone at a table and read my book to keep me company. Soon, it was time to head for Spanish. Just as I was about to close my locker, Lauren and Jessica appeared behind me.
"Hey, Swan," Lauren sneered. She was wearing a fitting tank top which showed her belly and a short denim skirt to go along with it. She wasn't the slimmest person on the planet so you could see a bit of her flab overlapping. She had straight blonde hair and thought herself hot.
"Nice shirt," Jessica commented with a sneer. I was wearing a baggy shirt as I felt no need to show the shape of my body. When I had once wore a fitting tank top Susan had gotten me as a birthday present, Lauren and Jessica warned me that if I were to ever wear a top like that again, I would be 'missing a few front teeth'.
Jessica on the other hand, was wearing a low v-kneck and short denim shorts. Not at all appropriate for school.
"You're the girl with no mommy and daddy who died because their selfish child was a little upset," Lauren spat.
"Hah, I heard they didn't put you in jail because you were only five!" Jessica backed up.
"So, tell me," Lauren said, moving her face closer to mine. I could smell her breath on my face. It smelt putrid, "How does it feel to know that you were the reason behind your parents death?I bet it was for the better anyways. Why they would keep a child like you, I'll never know."
They started laughing wickedly. I felt the anger build up inside of me. I knew it was my fault my parents died. I knew I didn't deserve to live. The anger just kept on piling up. Then, I did something unexpected.
I punched Lauren hard in the jaw. "Shut up!! Just shut up!!!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't take it anymore. Everyone turned our way with the same surprised look on their faces.
"Ahem," a voice called. I turned to see the Principle standing behind me.
"My office. Now, Bella!" Not needing him to tell me twice, I walked towards his office, keeping my head low to hide my face from all the stares boring into my back.
I took a seat in front of the principle's desk as he closed the door to his office and sat in his chair.
"Bella. I am shocked to see you behave like this. Your adoptive mother will be ever so disappointed," he said shaking his head.
"I know. I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise. Sir, you can punish me however way you like. I deserve it," I said looking down, ashamed by my actions.
I heard him sigh and conclude, "You will stay back in school today and help me with some paper work. Here," he said, handing me the office phone, "you might want to call your mother and tell her that you'll be staying back in school today. You may return home at six,"
I sighed and nodded, taking the phone in my hands and started punching in Susan's cell number.
"Hello?" a familiar voice called from the other end of the receiver.
"Susan? It's me, Bella,"
"Bella? What are you doing calling me in the middle of the day at lunch hour? Why aren't you in school?" she asked sounding worried.
"I am, I am. I'm using the office phone right now. Uh, you see, I got into a little trouble at school so I have to stay back until six today. Do you think you can pick me up around then?"
"Yeah, sure. Bella, what did you do?" she asked, her voice stern.
"I'll explain later. Right now I have to head to class. Bye, Susan,"
"Bye, Bells." she answered, hanging up.
I turned to the principle and asked, "Can I be excused to go to my classes?"
He gave a nod and I headed out the office. The rest of the day passed by rather fast. I could hear multiple students gossiping about me.
Did you hear? She punched Lauren in the face because Lauren was trying to help her carry her books!
That's not what I heard. I head she had an emotional outburst and just punched Lauren randomly.
I'm scared..
I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the whispers around me. As the final bell rang, I headed to the principle's office. He instructed me to place the papers neatly in stacks according to their colour. It took a long time and a lot of hard work as all the papers were in one big pile before but once I was done, there were four tall columns of differently colored paper with valuable information in it. I looked at my clock. Dang! It's already 6. 15! I better hurry out. I hope Susan hasn't been waiting too long.
But when I got out, I didn't see Susan's car. Only a few faculty members. One by one, the cars drove off to their own homes and I was left alone. By the time it was seven, I decided to walk balk. Susan must have had an emergency of something important to attend to. She wouldn't leave me in the school alone now, would she? No, Susan was not that kind of person.
But when I got home, Susan was no where to be seen. Ryan had fallen asleep on the couch, snoring heavily. I went to my room without dinner. After taking a long hot shower, I tucked myself into bed. It was still early but my body felt tired from stacking up all those papers earlier that evening.
At around one in the morning, the phone rang. After multiple rings, Ryan hadn't picked it up. I forced myself to get up and answer the phone.
"Hello?" I called sleepily.
"Is this the house of Susan West and Ryan Morray?" asked an unfamiliar voice.
"Yes. This is Isabella Swan, adoptive daughter of Susan West. May I know who is speaking?" I asked, trying my best to sound as polite as possible though my eyes pleaded to fall back into deep sleep.
"This is Deputy Harry. I need you and your father to come downtown. May I speak with him," he asked in an business kind of voice.
"Yeah, sure. Hold on a sec," I answered. Why would we need to go downtown? I gasped, Did they find out about Ryan hitting me? Oh, no! I don't remember telling anyone. Maybe they saw it while walking by the house. I am in soo much trouble..
I headed up to Ryan and Susan's room and nudged Ryan, who was still snoring loudly.
"Ryan," I hissed.
"What? What do you want?!" He asked, one of his eyes still closed.
"There's a guy from the police station who wants us to go downtown. He wants to speak with you," I said softly.
The anger built up in his face, "You told them!" he hissed,
"No, I didn't. I swear," I said, my voice full of honestly.
He glared at me as he went to pick up the phone. "Yes, hello?" I heard him say from the other room.
There was silence and then Ryan roared, "What? What happened? Where is she?!"
The next thing I knew, he had slammed down the phone and was dragging me to the car. His face, frightened. For the first time, I saw Ryan vulnerable and weak. Something was wrong. I could tell.
"Ryan," I called, finally mustering up the courage to say something, "What is it?" I asked turning to him.
Without taking his eyes of the road, he replied, "Susan,"
I'm updating early because I won't be able to update in the next few days. School is going to start here soon. A week actually so I have to finish wrapping up all my books. Hope you liked it! I didn't have much time to check though so I apologize if there are any mistakes.
-Sabby
