A/N: Hey readers! This is my first fanfic for Twilight, and I'm so excited for doing it. I came up for the perfect idea for a story; and yeah it just smacked me in the face! haha (nice choice of words right?) Well enough of my yapping, on with my "masterpiece" xP well go on get a scrolling :D Oh! And everyone's 100% human, until I say otherwise.
Disclaimer- I do not own any Twilight related things in this fanfic, too bad = (
Summary: Bella is attending a boarding school for the first time many, many miles away from Forks, Washington. The good part: making new friends, indepdence, and especially, NO PARENTS! The bad part: it's an all boys school! Who knows what lies ahead…?
Collapses and Cranberry Juice
"Bella, honey, please come down here!" I heard my mom call from down in the kitchen. I stood up from my leather computer chair and headed out my room towards the stairs. I jogged down them, skipping a few steps here and there. I jumped down, over the two remaining steps, landing on the small area rug there, causing me to slide along the hard wood floor.
"Ahhh!" I let out a small yelp as I crash landed to the floor. I quickly and painfully picked my self up, using the banister as a helping hand. When I finished brushing myself off, I limped my way into the kitchen and was greeted by two smirking faces.
"Slip on the rug, again?" My father, Charlie, asked me. Sounded more like a statement, if you want my opinion.
"Ugh… no," I scoffed back. He gave me a look as if he wasn't buying it. "Okay! Yes, I did, gosh!" I sat down on the empty stool across from them.
"Bella, that's the third time this week!" my mom sent a look of worry my way, as if there was something seriously wrong with me.
"I know that, thanks for informing me." I looked down at the floor and rolled my eyes, while rubbing my sore thigh. My parents hated it when I would roll my eyes at them, or gave them the slightest bit of attitude. (A/N: yes, Bella is an extreme klutz here; I just added this to her personality to make the story funnier.)
"So what did two call me down here for?" I eyed the both of them curiously. I got up and walked over to the cupboard to get a glass, then to the fridge to get some juice.
"Well, honey, we've got some marvelous news for you!" my mother sang happily. I raised my eyebrow at her; she was never really this excited. Must be something good, I thought. "You might want to sit down for this!" she widely grinned. As I finished pouring some cranberry juice for myself, I took a seat back on the stool.
"Okay, shoot." I set my glass down in front of me.
"I don't know how to put this bec-," She was interrupted by Charlie.
"Oh, Renee, just tell her!" My dad gave me an apologetic look, excusing my mother from her strange behavior. I raised the glass to my lips and took a big sip.
"You got accepted into the boarding school!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
"WHAT!!" I thought loudly. Suddenly, the juice that was in my mouth a second ago spurted out everywhere, oh, and I mean everywhere! I closed my eyes, and opened them to find my dad's face drenched, cranberry juice dripping from his mustache. I gasped and placed my hand over my mouth in disbelief. His eyes where closed and he was breathing in and out deeply.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Char-, Dad!" I quickly corrected myself. Yeah, I tend to call him Charlie a lot! I heard a loud clickkk then a flash of light which came out of nowhere soon followed. I looked over at my mother, and saw a digital camera in her hands. My father and I both looked at her with questioned looks.
"I wanted to capture the moment…?" she shrugged. I laughed out loudly and ran up to her, wrapping my arms around her neck, pulling her into a tight embrace.
"EEEP! I can't believe this!" I shrieked. When I heard my father give out a loud grunt, I quickly parted away from the hug. I looked over at him, and saw the priceless look planted on his face. I ran across the kitchen to the stove, where a soft wash cloth was hanging. I yanked it off, and then returned to the other side of the kitchen. "Dad, I apologize. I'm so sorry!" I tried my ultimate hardest to not burst out in giggles. I began to dab his face dry.
"It's alright, okay, I forgive you." He smiled towards me and I squeezed him into a tight, sticky hug. I stood back up and looked at my mother.
"Wow! How do you know? They called or something?" I asked excitedly.
"Nope, they sent an acceptance letter. It's on the table by your father." She pointed in his direction, where he was holding up a white envelope, which was now pink, thanks to my spit take. I snatched it away from him and just stared at it. I noticed something wrong, which caused me to not open it. "Well, open it up and read it, Bella!" my mom exclaimed.
"Wait, this letter is addressed to me…" I was still staring at it.
"Well of course, sweetie, it is for you." She mentioned as a-matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, but I didn't open it, so who did?" I asked, not taking my eyes of the envelope. When I looked up, I saw the both of them pointing their index fingers towards on another. I raised my eyebrows, arching them high.
"Okay it was me." My mom confessed, looking down at the floor. I fake gasped dramatically.
"Mother! That is against the law and a federal offense or something right there!" I pointed at her, "shocked". "Dad, you are a cop, scratch that, the head chief of the police department, and you did nothing?! I am appalled at you two!" I put on my best serious face, which was hard for me to do right then. They just rolled there eyes at me.
"Bella just open the dang letter!" my mom was growing impatient. I didn't know why, since she already knew what its news it brought. I reached in and pulled out the folded sheet of paper, that had a few blotches and wet stains on it. I unfolded the letter and read it out loud. I cleared my throat and began:
Dear Isabella Swan,
We are pleased to announce that you have been selected to attend our highly ranked boarding school, Redwood Academy, located in northern California. We hope to see you on the 7th of September, 2008. Please contact us if you have any questions about our school, blah, blah, blah, etc. etc.…
"AHHHHHH!" my mom and I screamed in unison. My dad clamped his hands over his ears and got up to leave the room. Once we stopped, I was gasping for air. "It's August 18th mom! Do you know what this means? I have to start getting ready now! Go school shopping, get supplies and luggage and-" she cut me off.
"Bella, relax! We'll go shopping tomorrow." She tried her best to get me settled.
"But, summer's almost over, and I totally forgot that you even applied me for this school! I'm not the least bit ready or prepared, neither mentally nor physically!" I exclaimed.
"Go upstairs, catch your breath, relax, and I'll make a list of things you will need, sound good?" She said. I nodded in agreement and turned to leave the kitchen. I exited the kitchen, running, when my mom called out "Watch the rug Bel-!" she was cut off with a loud crash, which was obviously me falling, again. "Oh my, BELLA!?!" she shouted.
"I'm fine, fine, all is good!" I answered, standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
"Isabella Swan, you're only 15, are you badly trying to kill yourself so soon?!" my mom placed her hands on her hip.
"I swear it won't happen again." I said, mentally crossing my fingers. I turned around once again to head upstairs.
"That's number four!!" my mom shouted as I reached my room. I shut the door behind me, leaning against it, with a huge smirk on my face and my acceptance letter in my hands.
A/N: Okay, I know it was short, usually my stories are fairly long, but however this is the first chapter, so I didn't want to write too much and go into detail about things. I also apologize if there were any errors; I'm terrible at proof reading. PLEASE REVIEW, IT WILL MAKE ME UPDATE QUICKER. THANKS!
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