Ok! This is my new story! Hope you like it!
I do not own Twilight...I wish! :)
"Welcome to California!" Charlie, my father, announced.
We pulled up from the driveway. Our house was pretty big; it reminded me of a classic home in the neighborhood of the Playboy Mansion. There was a fountain in the middle and it was huge. Charlie owned a vineyard and he was a chief policeman. So, he earned a lot of money.
He pulled out my suitcases and carried them into the house.
"I'm home with Bella, Tabitha!" Charlie shouted.
"Oh, goody!" Tabitha squealed.
Yes, Tabitha was my step mother. She was old enough to be my sister! But, I guess she was nice enough. I just moved from New York where my mother and Phil, her new husband, lived. I was the odd girl out. I didn't have many friends. I practically begged them to move out here with Charlie. Renee finally gave in, and she cried her heart out when I left. I am going to miss her. Of course, she said she's going to email me everyday.
"Hey sweetie pie!" Tabitha pulled me into a hug, and kissed both of my cheeks, French style.
"Hey Tabitha." I mumbled. I forced a smile and she smiled back.
"You are so gorgeous, did you know that?" Tabitha brushed my hair. I pulled away and walked up the stairs with my dad. I haven't been to San Diego since I was a little girl. It was then when we lived in a small house. It was simple, yet nice. But, everything has changed now.
"Here's your room! Tabitha and the top designers helped organize your room!" Charlie sounded excited.
He slowly opened the door and the room was elegant. My jaw dropped. The room's colors were gold, white, and crème. A queen sized bed was placed in the middle with white and satin golden sheets. The bed had intricate designs. There was a matching dresser, desk, side desks, and full-sized mirror. The walls were pure white with golden outlines on the top and bottom of the walls. There were two windows, with gorgeous views. I peered out the window and saw the beautiful beach and the sunset.
"Charlie, this is too much!" I hugged him so tight, my arms ached.
"No problem Bella. You deserve every bit of this." Charlie smiled and led me to another door to my room. I opened the door, and found a huge closet. It already had some clothes and accessories inside. It had a chair, another mirror, and decorated with a blue, vintage look. I was never really a "fashionable" person. Wearing sweats and plain t-shirts were my style. Clothes were the least of my worries.
"Thanks dad!" I pulled him in for one more hug.
"No problem kiddo. The bathroom's right down the hall, just wanted to let you know." Charlie winked and walked out of my room. This room was mine. I giggled and jumped on the bed. This has to be a dream. I squealed in delight and jumped off my bed. Time to start unpacking.
After unpacking, Charlie took me a tour around the house. The house was big and really old fashion. I liked it though. My home in New York was like a small apartment. I had a tiny bedroom. This is what I'm going to have to get use to.
"Time to eat!" Tabitha yelled from down the stairs.
"Do you have any maids?" I asked Charlie curiously. I wouldn't be surprised if they did!
"Of course not, Bella! We're old fashion here." Charlie laughed.
"But we do have a cleaning crew that comes here every week." I raised an eyebrow and slipped into the kitchen. I smelled the air. Mmm...
"Spaghetti, salad, and breadsticks." Tabitha seemed pleased with herself.
"I love Italian!" I smiled.
"I know, Charlie told me." Tabitha winked at Charlie and I wanted to gag. I ignored it and filled my plate with salad, 2 breadsticks, and lots of spaghetti! I haven't had a family, home-cooked meal in years. My mom usually ordered take-out or fast food, and we usually don't eat as a family together. I finished my plate and patted my stomach.
"I am so full!"
"I am too!" Charlie patted his stomach. Tabitha laughed.
"I'm glad you liked it."
"Thank you Tabitha. Aren't you going to eat some breadsticks and spaghetti? All you had was a little bit of salad." I looked at Tabitha.
"I'm on a diet." Tabitha grinned.
"Oh." I replied.
Diet? She was stick skinny.
"I need to get ready for school." I bounced from my seat and started walking up the stairs. I stumbled, and tripped on my feet.
"Ouch!" I landed on my knees.
"Are you ok Bella?" Charlie called, worried.
"I'm fine! You know how klutzy I am." I called back. It was true. I was a complete klutz. I always tripped and fall. Ever since I was 4, the floor was my best friend.
I made my way to my room and looked out the window. There were stars up on the clear, dark blue sky. I walked to my closet. I was going to Pacific Bay High School tomorrow. I could at least try to look my best. I opened my closet. Ugh. This is going to be hard. After digging through my closet, and making it messy, I finally found it outfit.
"It's good enough." I sighed and hanged the outfit on the door. Better go to sleep.
"Ughhh!" I groaned. Today was the first day of school. I stumbled off my bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I splashed water over my face, and that definitely woke me up. I walked into my humongous closet and pulled out the outfit that was hanging up. I looked at it one more time. Good enough. I pulled on the outfit and looked in the full-sized mirror. I was wearing a white, v-neck t-shirt was Hollister denim shorts. I paired it was a long, brown necklace and brown flip flops. So "California." I left my hair down and quickly brushed it. I grabbed my books and bag and sprinted downstairs.
"Good morning Bella, made you uhh…pancakes." Charlie put a plate of burnt pancakes in front of me. I laughed. Charlie was never a great cook. I've always cooked for him.
"Thanks dad. At least you tried." I picked up and fork and stabbed it into the pancakes. I took a bite and it was really bitter. Charlie looked at me with hopeful eyes and I couldn't hurt him.
"It's great dad! Better then Renee's cooking." Charlie smiled and cleaned up the dishes.
"Where's Tabitha?" I asked chewing the nasty pancakes.
"She works at the fashion magazine company thing. So, she has to get up early to go to work." Charlie washed his hands and wiped the counter with a cloth.
I finished up the orange juice and took my stuff.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yeah, let me get the keys. Which car do you watch to drive? Mercedes, Lexus, or my Eclipse?" god, he had 3 good cars?
"Let's take the uh…Mercedes!" I smiled.
"Mercedes it is." Charlie grinned and led us to the garage. I stepped into the sleek, black, Mercedes passenger seat and made myself comfortable.
"Are you ready kiddo?" Charlie asked ruffling my hair.
"Yeah dad." I laughed. I fixed my hair and held onto my books.
With that, Charlie drove off to Pacific Bay High.
Hope you like it so far...new chapter will be up like, tomorrow! Don't worry, the chapters will be longer than this! This is short! Please review!