Chapter 2: Vampire High.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT BUT HEY LET'S CELEBRATE WITH SODA POP!
"Chloe you have to look good for school!" Rosalie sighed. I growled, looking down at my ridicolous outfit. I'm in a freakin hot pink dress with red high heels and a pink tote bag. Why did Alice have to dress Nessie, at least she knows how to dress me. But no she had to assign Rosalie and Esme to dress me, do I look like the type which prefers to be dressed like a barbie on steriods? I hate pink!
"I look like a unicorn threw up on me." I muttered. Thank god Emmett isn't here... Esme smiled nervously, searching through the clothes rack again. "I don't see what wrong with jeans..."
"You're a Cullen and we- OoooH! This is perfect, try it on!" Rosalie said handing me a white bustier dress, black cropped leather jacket and black boots. I went into Rosie's walk in closet, changing in a flash. I don't know why though, we had two hours till we had to leave for school. I had no problem since I don't sleep, but god Nessie looked like a zombie.
"You look perfect! Doesn't she Esme?" Rosalie squealed. Esme grinned, pretending to inspect me.
"Can't find a flaw!" she said. I giggled, wierd family... Rosalie grabbed me and steered me over to the vanity, plonking me down in the plush chair. She tamed my wavy curls and straightening my bangs, dabbing on sprays and whatnot. She instructed me to close my eyes and I felt the softness of brushes gently gliding over my cold skin. She was done in about five minutes, leaving me in suspense.
"You can open your eyes now." Rosalie said. I fluttered my eyes open, gasping. I looked... Wow. Did that sound narcissitic? I had dark blue eye shadow framing my golden eyelashes. She put on just the right amount of mascara, making me look more angelic than I already did. The curse of being changed at a young age... she had glossed my lips with peach lipgloss and gave me a cat eye with a long flick.
"Woah." I whispered, in awe. Rosie giggled and kissed my cheek.
"Alec should have stayed, he doesn't know what he's missing." She said bitterly. I laughed fakely, Rosalie hasn't held the best feelings toward my mate since he left. She felt he was a coward and that he should have fought for me if he really loved me. I couldn't disagree more, he's smart enough to know Aro would never let him. She guided me out the chair and sent me on my way downstairs, wishing me goodluck.
I trudged down the stairs, cursing under my breath. Of all places I just had to back to highschool, why couldn't I just meet Pewdipie? Yes that's right I'm a Bro! I made my way into the living room, grabbing my backpack. Jasper laughed at my begruded expression, causing me to growl.
"Ness pleases hurry up!" I yelled. She came running down the stairs, a happy grin on her face. She squealed and said goodbye to everyone, leaping out the door with me in hand. She led me to Edward's Volvo and jumped in excitedly, putting the key in the ignition. She's physically 16 so she is allowed to drive, I really wish I could but I'm stuck at fourteen. She sped out the driveway at top speed, cruising down the long road.
"Oh this is gonna be so fun! Can you imagine High school? A place with so many adventures and opportunites." She said. I rolled my eyes.
"Nessie didn't anyone tell you anything about highschool? It's a place where you have the queen bee bitches, the jocks, the nerds, the middle classers and the outcasts. You either fit in one group or your dead meat. Think of it this way, the jocks and queen bee are the lions and the top of the food chain, the middle classers are the hyenas and scavengers who take in the rejected queen bees and jocks. The nerds are the clever meerkats who stay underground and never bother the predators. The outcasts consist of emo, goth, rockers and anyone who rejects authority on a whole. They are at the bottom of the foodchain but they continuely challenge the lions, lets call them the... crocodiles. They lie in wait, waiting to be threatened and they will snap your neck. If you don't fit in those groups you're vunerable, and you will be eaten." I explained venomously. Her smile faltered slightly and she gave me big innocent eyes. I feel bad for ruining her image of school, I just care for her too much to see her hurt.
"That seems pretty bad, are we gonna be ok Chloe?" She asked. I smiled at her and nodded, hating myself for lying.
"We'll be fine." I said smiling painfully. We reached Forks High in a matter of minutes, spotting the prison of learning. It's like Allactrase, only without the ocean view. We parked and got out, immediately attracting attention. A lot and a lot of attention. I spotted a bunch of girls with tight dresses and mini skirts surrounded by a bunch of boys. I tugged at Nessie's arm, notioning for her to look. " Queen Bees and jocks." I spotted some normal people fawning over them. " Middle Classers." Next to them were shy, braces and glasses clad group. " Nerds." It was hard to miss the last group, dressed in black, reciting poems, playing air guitar and of course the whinging of society. " And my old group, the Outcasts." Nessie giggled and grabbed my hand, leading me across the parking lot.
Into Hell...