A Twilight FanFic
Summary: Bella Swan is from America, but she has been accepted to Oxford. When she meets Alice they immediately click and become best friends. Edward, Alice's brother, is the player at the school. Bella has to watch in disgust as he goes through girls like they are old toys, that after playing with them for a while, you get bored. Bella hates Edward. What about Bella's ex, Mike? She thought she knew better than to go out with the senior player: Mike Newton. He cheated on her, treated her like trash. She has cut out players completely. What she doesn't know is that Edward wants her…bad. But will he be able to change his ways for her?
Chapter 1. Goodbye and Hello
"Dad, time to go." I yelled from downstairs. My father, Charlie, was taking forever. I was waiting downstairs for him. It was seven o'clock and our plane from Seattle left in an hour. I stomped my foot as I waited for him. When he didn't come down, I decided to go the bathroom before our trip. My hair was pulled up into a high ponytail that made me look older than I was. My eyeliner was green and made my eyes pop out. I was wearing a white shell necklace one of my old boyfriends had given me. Most of the time when I had jewelry from ex-boyfriends I threw it away, but this necklace was special to me. I didn't know why, but I had some sort of connection to it. Then suddenly I remember who had gotten it. It was the longest relationship I had ever had. It lasted two years. Freshman and sophomore year was when we were together, but he had been two years older than me, and when he went to college he broke it off. I was devastated that Jasper Hale had broken up with me. I heard rumors that he was now dating some girl named Alice.
The memories of him stabbed me like a knife so I focused, again, on my outfit. I was wearing a tight navy blue t-shirt that had Hollister in big block letters across my chest. It fit me tightly along with my ripped jeans. I was also wearing blue flip-flops that matched my shirt.
Finally I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I ran out of the bathroom a little too fast and landed flat on my face. I heard Charlie trying to conceal his laughter as I stood up. I glared at him and noticed was wearing a white button-up shirt and some khaki pants. I smiled; I had done a good job convincing him to dress up. It isn't every day you get to see your daughter off to college.
"Are you ready?" I groaned and he grinned. I glared at him. I did not like the fact that he found my annoyance funny. I must have looked pretty intimidating, because his lips pressed into a hard line.
"I'm sorry," He apologized as he started walking toward the door. I followed, "I shouldn't have laughed in the first place when you fell. I am also sorry for laughing when you looked at me that way." He seemed serious enough so a smug expression appeared on my face as I hopped into the cruiser. I smiled, remembering that I had finally saved up enough money to buy my car of choice. I wanted a BMW and it took me forever to save up enough money. Phil, my mom's husband, even had to contribute a little.
We drove to the airport in silence. I couldn't think of anything to say to Charlie. Anyway, my mind was full of questions. Will they like me in England? Will I be a total freak to them? I hope my outfit is cute enough? These thoughts ran through my mind at a million miles an hour and the rational part of my brain didn't have time to answer them all, or give me any reassurance.
When we got to the airport I sighed. Charlie was not coming with me, and I would have to endure the plain ride alone. As he stopped the car in front of the doors I would have to enter, I turned to him. I looked down trying to think of what to say.
"Dad," I said. My mouth seemed to move on it's own as I continued, "I just want you to know how much your love and care means to me. You are the best dad a girl could have and I am so proud to be your daughter. I hope you can be proud of me when I graduate. I love you so much." Tears were streaming down my face by the time I had finished. I looked up to see that Charlie's eyes were filling with moisture also.
"Oh, honey, no matter what you do I will always love you. I am so proud of you, though I haven't done a very good job of showing it. You are the most beautiful daughter I could ever have. You are smart, funny…" He trailed off as the tears escaped from his eyes. I was truly touched that he felt that way. I hugged him, said my final goodbyes, and exited the car. I grabbed my rather large suitcase and headed toward the sliding glass doors that would lead me to my new future. I waved goodbye to my dad and stepped into the airport.
I couldn't help but notice that all the people around me turned their eyes my way. I blushed when a cute guy smiled at me. I lugged my bags to the front desk where I waited in line for what seemed like hours. Finally I was brought to the front of the line and I sighed in relief. There was a small woman behind the counter that couldn't have been taller than five foot.
"Hello, how may I help you?" She asked me in a robot like tone. I sighed as I checked in. My flight was leaving in about forty minutes, so I had come time to kill. I got a coffee and read a while. I was reading my favorite book, Wuthering Height, when I saw a cute guy heading my way. I was sitting on a couch in Starbucks and was surprised when he sat right next to me, staring and grinning at me as he came.
"Hi, what are you reading?" He asked as I took a sip of my burning hot coffee. My tongue was burning, so I just showed him the cover. He smiled as the saw it.
"I have read that, too. How do you like it so far?" He asked me. I smiled knowing someone other than me had read it. I was pretty sure he liked it, I could tell from the glowing look on his face.
"Really?" I asked surprised, "I love it, a lot. It is probably my favorite book of all time. Actually, I am a little obsessed." I covered my mouth as soon as I said this, thinking he might think I was weird. But he did just the opposite. His grin grew wider and we continued to talk until it was fifteen minutes until I had to get on my plane, and I still had to go through security.
"I have to go." I said interrupting him mid-sentence. I really didn't want to go, though. His face fell as he said this and then he took a look at his own watch. His eyes widened when he realized the time.
"I do too." He told me glumly. I nodded and sighed. I got up and threw my coffee away. We shook hands, and said goodbye. I ran to go through security and that took an extra five minutes thanks to the no-liquid law. I should have none not to have brought lip-gloss on my carry on. I ran onto the plane and hurried to the only seat open, which just happened to be next to my ex-boyfriend: Mike Newton.
My eyes widened as I saw him and I gasped as I headed down the isle, so slowly my feet were barely moving at all. He had his eyes closed when I sat next to him, and I hoped with all my heart that he would be asleep but then his eyelids fluttered open. He didn't seem to notice me at first, but then when he turned his head my way to yawn his eyes widened.
"Bella?" He asked. I hadn't seen him all summer, for which I was sincerely grateful, but I couldn't help but feel a little betrayed. I thought I would never have to see that horrible—yet gorgeous—face ever again. I looked down and pretended not to notice him. Thankfully the intercom came on.
"Please buckle your seatbelts and get ready for the ride…" It continued on, but I paid no attention. Mike was evilly smirking at me now, and I suddenly felt as if I couldn't breathe. I sighed, when my eyes unthinkingly looked at him. His big blue eyes were staring back at me and I couldn't help but be afraid of him. But there was something stronger than that. Could it be anger? Hid did cheat on me.
I glared at him for the longest time before his face became fuzzy and I fell into a deep sleep.
A tap on my shoulder woke my. I groaned when I realized it was Mike. He grinned as he said, "The plane had landed." As it I was mentally challenged. I glared at him, and then gasp when I saw that I was leaning into him and my head was on his shoulder. I quickly cringed away. He laughed at my reaction.
"Aw, Bells, you don't have to hide it. I know you still love me." I winced remembering the night we had exchanged those three words. He was the only one I had felt comfortable with since Jasper had left me. I had dated many others but he was the only one that actually cared about me, or so it had seemed like he had. Then I found him making out with my best friend, Jessica, in his car. He had forgotten that we were supposed to meet in the parking lot after school. I knocked on the window and mouthed the words; I hope you two are happy together. Then I had walked away, Mike didn't even come running after me. If he had, and explained himself…who knew, we might have still been together.
I glared at him as these words stabbed me. I grimaced as I closed my eyes and ignored him. After a couple minutes, I stood up, grabbed my duffle bag, and pretty much ran of the plane.
As I hauled a cab I didn't even notice Mike standing behind me. I jumped when he suddenly appeared in front of me. He grinned his vile smirk again and I grimaced. It reminded me of the one Jessica had given me the day after I broke up with Mike. It had been while they were making out, right in the cafeteria, where people were eating. She had taken a breath and she smiled at me, as if she knew something I didn't know.
I winced in pain as the cab pulled up. I got in, but when I tried to close the door Mike caught it and slid in right next to me. I tried to protest, but my mouth wouldn't move. I was absolutely shocked that he was here in a cab with me. I told the driver to go to the address of Oxford and Mike smiled.
"So, you got into Oxford?" He asked me. Was it supposed to be a purr? I sighed and finally directed my eyes at him in a brace way. I nodded at his question and his smiled grew wider.
"So am I." He informed me. My eyes widened at this new bit of information. I tried to speak, but it came out in gasps. I closed my eyes and shock my head in denial. I was also trying to clear it.
We arrived at the large stone building in what seemed like days. I smiled internally. I would finally be able to get away from my ex.
I jumped out of the cab as soon as I had paid the driver, but then my frown deepened as I realized I had just paid for Mike's ride also. I grabbed my suitcase and walked up the large stone steps as fast as I could. I ran to my room, my suitcase holding me back a little though. Finally I got to my room: 212. I sighed as I entered.
I set my suitcase down and forgot to shut the door. I sat down on the couch and noticed that there were clothes spread out everywhere on one of the beds. I set my stuff down on the unoccupied bed and sighed. I was finally able to sit down, but I was not quite ready to relax, for then Mike walked into the room. I groaned and glared at him for the third time that day.
My room was reasonably sized, bigger than the average one in America. I wondered why the heck Mike was following me, but then I knew when he was suddenly pressing his lips aggressively against mine. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He was trying to take my shirt off when we heard someone clearing his or her throat by the doorway. Mike got off of me and strained his shirt. I did the same.
There was a pixie-like girl standing before me. She was amazing, and if I hadn't been sane I would have thought she was an angel. She smiled at me as I did the same back she was short, so I had to angle my hand down when I shook her hand.
Then I heard a familiar voice from just outside the door.
Then I saw my first love appear in the doorway along with a bronze-haired guy. I gasped and Jasper did the same and he dropped the box he had been carrying and stared at me while the guy and Alice stared at him. Their eyes flashing from me to him.
"Do you two know each other?" Alice asked, her voice chime-like.
Instantly my legs buckled underneath me and I fell to the ground. Then suddenly their faces grew vague and everything grew black.