Rebellious
Chapter Two
-Bella's pov-
I quickly get out of the car, just to be greeted by a young girl with black/brown short hair and emerald eyes.
"Hi!" she screams,"I'm Alice Cullen, you must be Isabella Swan! I've been waiting to meet you!"
"Hi!" I reply, thankful that someone had talked to me, even if they were a little... strange. "It's nice to meet you, can you tell me a little about this school?" I glance around at all the chatting children.
Alice grins. "Sure! This place is okay, and sometimes you can have great fun here, but..."
I didn't get to hear what Alice was going to say, as the whole playground fell silent. Alice muttered under her breath, I suppose she didn't like whatever situation this was.
"What's going on?" I whisper, not liking this feeling of helplessness.
Alice snorted and pointed toward the gate. There stood six boys. Five behind, and one in front. They were too far away to see any facial features, but the first one motioned to the others and they walked calmly over to another group, who were obviously awaiting their arrival. on their way, the lead boy turned to look at me. He had bronze hair and emerald green eyes, which were glittering mockingly at me.
"Your new, aren't you?" he asked, and all the other boys turned to look at me. I could hear Alice mutter under her breath, sounds like she doesn't like them, at all.
"Yes," I reply quickly. "I am. Can I ask what's happening?"
All the boys began to laugh, but the first one kept his gaze locked on me. "You must be Isabella Swan, the teachers told us you would be coming,"
"Yes, that's me! Although I prefer to be called Bella,"
He nodded slowly. "People here don't get to choose what we call them, because everybody here belongs to us, understand?"
The boy stepped closer, a threatening glint in his eyes.
"Y...Yes!" I stutter, what the heck is wrong with this school?
He stares for a second more, before turning round and motioning for the other boys to follow him. Alice finally explains.
"They're the school's rebels, and believe me, they really suck,"
I roll my eyes. "Who was that? The bronze haired one?"
"Oh, That's Edward Cullen."
I smile. "How do you know him?"
She grinds her teeth together. "Unfortunately, he's my brother," Then she laughs. "Pity, really."
I grin, but don't know what to say. Eventually, I just have to bring up this question.
"Do they own the school or something?"
She laughs. "They wish. Edward's the school's player. Always got girls hanging off his arms, no other boy stands a chance. But I know better," she dropped her tone. "Don't judge a book by it's cover."
I shrug, the bell rings, and we wait to go inside. But, as I go, I can feel his emerald stare piercing through me.