Bella has just come to Forks after a breakup with her boyfriend from Phoenix. But how long will she actually last? Warning: I have the ending in mind, and it is a MAJOR twist. Muahaha. * not done, and i don't use deadlines. i write when i am in the mood. :] *
4. Chapter 4
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I had trouble sleeping that night. The constant rain pelted against the window, keeping me awake. Sometime during the night it lightened, but I could still hear it faintly. If it wasn’t the rain keeping me awake, it was definitely my nerves, but either way, I looked like a zombie when I woke up.
I took a quick shower, and blow-dried my hair pin straight. Picking out my clothes was the hardest part though. I ended up with a pair of light blue jeans, my converse, and my favorite lacey, black tank top. For makeup I simply swiped on some mascara and chap stick. I liked to keep things simple.
When I went downstairs, it was obvious Charlie had already left for work. On the counter he left a note.
I kinda figured you’d need a car. I don’t think I can go into work late enough to get you to school. Sorry. Hope you like it.
Lifting up the note, I saw a shiny silver key and threw open the front door.
There was an unfamiliar truck sitting in the driveway, and there was no doubt it was mine. It was old and red, and looked like it would fall apart at any given moment, but I loved it. I savored the moment - the moment when I got my very first car. Careful not to trip, I walked over to it and ran my fingers along the cab. It was very bulbous compared to the back end of the truck.
I groaned when I realized it was raining and started to run back inside. This was a mistake, because I tripped over my shoelace and fell straight to my hands and knees. The pavement stung as it made contact with my skin, leaving red scuffs on my palms. I silently lectured myself on how I know better not to run with my clumsiness always looming behind me.
When I got inside I looked for some food, something that wouldn’t take to long to eat since I didn’t want to be late.
I ended up with just a banana and sat down at the kitchen table. With Charlie, the house seemed eerily quiet. After my first few bites of banana my nerves caught up with me and I felt like I was going to be sick. Instead of finishing it, I grabbed my old black backpack and walked out to my truck.
As I turned the key in the ignition, the engine gave a loud roar and stood idling. There was no doubt I was going to be getting some stares.
The school wasn’t hard to find since I’d found it on my walk yesterday. When I pulled in there was only a few cars parked, and I was glad for that. No need to attract attention. I was sure today was going to be bad enough anyways.
I walked into the main office and shyly went up to the woman sitting there. I noticed that she had on a pair of old jeans and a red tee shirt. I guess the office assistants here didn’t feel the need to dress up like the ones back in Phoenix. It was kinda nice.
“Hi,” I said when she didn’t see me. “I’m Bella Swan.”
She looked up and by the way she didn’t seem to care, it was obvious she was expecting me. She handed me a few sheets of paper without really looking at them. “The pink one’s your schedule and the yellow one’s the school rules. Get the green one signed by all of your teachers and bring it back here at the end of the day.”
I nodded. “Thanks.”
“Mmhmm,” she said and continued filing her papers.
I walked outside to find that a lot of other students had piled into the parking lot while I was in there. They were all dressed casually like me, so I blended in. I held my schedule in my hands and looked it over.
Period 1 - Geometry (Building 4)
Period 2 - European History (Building 8)
Period 3 - English (Building 2)
Period 4 - Lunch (Cafeteria)
Period 5 - Chemistry (Building 3)
Period 6 - P.E. (Gymnasium)
I almost laughed when I saw gym listed on there. This was not going to be a good semester, no matter what.
As I was starting to walk over to the building labeled Building 4, I was intercepted by Mike.
“Hey!” he shouted, obviously happy he saw me. It caused me pain though, because my mind immediately thought of Aiden’s baby face.
“Hi,” I managed to smile.
“What’s your first class?”
“Uhh…” I had to look at my sheet again. “Geometry.”
He frowned, and I smiled to myself. “Well,” he muttered, “that’s one class we won’t have together. What about your other classes ? I’m sure we have some together.”
I read from the sheet again. “European History, English, Lunch, Chemistry, and P.E.”
“Awesome! Looks like we have Lunch, Chemistry, and Gym together. I hope you don’t mind that we won’t be able to sit together. I already have my seat assigned.” He looked truly sorry.
I almost laughed at that. I would definitely not mind not sitting next to him. “It’s okay. I should probably get going though. I don’t want to be late on my first day. I’m sure my Geometry teacher’s going to hate me anyway,” I joked, half serious at the same time. I hated Geometry.
“Right,” he nodded. “I’ll see you at lunch then?”
I walked away from him before he could say anything else. I would have to do something about that Mike Newton. He was getting quite annoying. I walked into Building 4, bracing myself for the class that would be my first at Forks High School.
When I walked in, I saw that my teacher wasn’t at his desk yet. This made me want to hit myself for saying goodbye to Mike so soon, because now I had to stand awkwardly in front of all the kids in the classroom.
I turned away slightly so as not to face them completely, studying them. They were all pretty pale, so I was glad my skin wouldn’t stand out. One girl in particular decided to whisper and point at me. She looked pretty short, with wild curls in her dark brown hair. She was fairly pretty. Her friend looked at me apologetically and I guessed she didn’t like gossip like the short one did. This girl looked much taller than the other one. Very skinny, also with brown hair, but prettier.
To my luck, the teacher then walked in. He didn’t even notice me at first so I had to walk straight up to his desk.
“I’m Bella Swan.”
He looked confused for a moment before he handed me a very think text book and pointed towards a chair near the back of the room. I sighed in relief. He didn’t make me introduce myself and he actually sat me near the back. Maybe we would get along.
I took my seat as he began class. It was pretty standard. I had already learned it back in Phoenix, so I didn’t really pay attention.
All during History and English I counted down the minutes until Lunch. Nobody had really talked to me yet, but I was sure Mike would introduce me to a bunch of people. People that probably wouldn’t like me anyways.
3... 2... 1... Brrrrrring. I groaned, collected my books, and headed towards the cafeteria. Mike was waiting for me right outside it’s doors.
“Hi.” I wondered how he was always so happy. Did he ever get sad?
“I want you to meet a couple of people. You can sit at our table of course. They’re really nice so I’m sure you’ll like them. Just be careful of Lauren, she can get kind of mean sometimes.”
I nodded even though I had no clue who she was. I grabbed a water and a bagel from the lunch line and Mike lead me to the table where he sat.
“Hey, guys, I want you to meet Bella. Bella, that’s Lauren, Tyler, Jessica, Angela, and Ben.”
I recognized Jessica as the short one from Geometry, and Angela was the tall one. I sat down, trying not to be noticed as I ate my bagel. This didn’t work, because I was being bombarded by questions.
“Where are you from?”
“Why’d you move to Forks?”
“Why are you here?” I got a vicious snarl from Lauren.
“Do you like Forks?”
“What classes do you have?”
I stared dumbly at them. Luckily, Mike spoke up. “She’s just shy.”
Lauren gave me another glare and left the table. I sighed. I knew I’d have no friends here. How stupid of me.
I went back to eating my bagel when I saw them - four of the most inhumanly beautiful people I’d ever seen. The first one I saw was a very large guy. From the looks of it, he worked out every chance he got. Definitely the most intimidating. Next to him was a mean looking blonde girl. She played with her hair in a conceited way while the muscular guy whispered things in her ear. Next to the blonde girl was a blonde boy. He was tall and lean, but he looked almost scary. Next to him was a very short girl with spiky black hair. She was very skinny, in a bony sort of way, but she didn’t look scary at all. All of them had very acute features, and sat with a grace that made them look majestic.
The blonde boy felt my stare and turned his head sharply to look at me. Something unidentifiable burned in his eyes, something that looked like hate. The girl with the black hair immediately saw this and dragged the boy out of the cafeteria. To say the least, I was confused.
The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. I took out my sheet and looked at my next class. Oh great, Chemistry with Mike. I almost just headed to the parking lot and left, but I figured skipping on my first day would not go over well.
When I reached Building 3, I took a deep breath and opened the door. The teacher was already seated at his desk, thank god. I had him sign my slip that had been signed by many teachers before him and he handed me a large, scary looking book. He pointed to a seat in the back of the class. A seat with no partner. I almost groaned at having to do all the experiments by myself, but it was probably better than unleashing my social retardation on some innocent person.
I was in an AP Chemistry class in Phoenix, so I had no problem with that class. The next problem I faced though was P.E. I cringed at the thought of it. My clumsiness was a curse.
The bell rang all too soon and I walked toward the Gymnasium. By the time I got there, almost all of the students were on the court in their uniforms. I walked towards the teacher with uncertainty - nobody had given me a uniform.
“You Swan?” he asked when I came over.
“All right, we have to find a uniform for you.” He looked annoyed. “Do you mind sitting out today?”
I smiled. “Not at all.”
I took a seat against the cold wall and watched the class play basketball for the rest of the hour. Mike looked at me in minutely intervals which got quite annoying. I don’t think I’d ever be able to escape him.
When the hour was finally over, I quickly walked to the door. Mike had to go change and I knew he couldn’t change that fast. I smiled at myself for escaping him.
I walked back into the main office and handed my slip to the lady at the desk. I noticed that it was a different one than this morning.
“Have a nice first day?” She smiled from ear to ear. It looked forced.
Instead of lying, I answered truthfully. “No.” I shook my head.
She simply laughed, but this time it looked genuine. “It’ll get better. Trust me.”
I shrugged and walked back outside. The rain had picked up, soaking my clothes almost fully through. I carefully sidestepped any puddles that looked menacing.
I was a few yards from my truck when the blonde boy from Lunch walked up to me.