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Chapter 1

Bella's POV

"Goodbye Honey," My mom cried in the middle of the airport.

"Oh, mom," I cried too, and threw my arms around her.

"I'm going to miss you so much, sweetie," she told me.

I was currently standing in-front of the security line, saying good-bye to my mom Renee.

I am on my way to Forks Washington. Where my dad, Charlie lives. I was not going to be living with him. I was going to be attending the only school in Forks. Bishop Academy, for boys. Yep, that's right. My dad is Chief of Police so the school had to let me in. I get my own room, because there is no way in hell that I'm living with a guy at 17. There is only one other woman on the Campus, the schools nurse. But she's like 60 years old.

"I'll call you when I land, ok," I looked up at her.

"Ok," She let go of me.

"Well, I need to get going," I wiped the tears from my face.

"I love you, honey," my mom waved at me, as I walked down the security line.

"I love you too," I yelled back and disappeared in the crowd.

Once I passed through security, I went to Starbucks. I've never flown before, so if I'm going to survive I need coffee.

"Can I get a 16oz. Iced Carmel Macchiato with extra Carmel," I told the worker dude.

"That will be 3.75," he informed and I handed him 4 bucks.

I went over to the pick-up thing and grabbed a straw.

"16oz Iced Carmel Macchiato with extra Carmel," The barista announced and I grabbed it.

I eagerly put the straw in and went to go find my gate.

I sat down in a chair by the window and watched a numerous amount of planes land and take off.

"Flight 348 to Seattle, Washington is now boarding, can I have passengers with young children and first-class board," A voice came on over the speakers.

I downed my coffee and threw it away.

"Now boarding all passengers in rows 15 and above," She said again.

That was me. I grabbed my backpack and went over to the boarding gate. I took a deep breath as I walked down the thing, and got on the airplane. I quickly found my seat in the back of the plane; last row window seat, to be exact. I just focused on my breathing the entire time.

Someone sat down in the seat next to me. It was an old lady, well not old; probably in her 40's or so. She smiled at me and I tried to give her a smile, but was unable to.

"Is this your first time flying, dear," She asked kindly.

"Uh huh," I felt squeamish.

"You'll be fine," She assured me.

"Ok," Whatever you say, lady.

The plane started to move and I closed my eyes; drowning everything out. The last thing I remember was the plane speeding up. Then, I slipped into unconsciousness.

Someone started to shake me and I opened my eyes.

"We're here dear," She said and walked off the plane.

I grabbed my backpack and walked off the plane. I eventually found the baggage claim. I saw my dad waiting for me. I slowly walked over to him.

"Hi, dad," I smiled at him.

"Hey, Bells," He wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

We walked out to the Police Cruiser. He tossed my suitcases into the trunk. He got himself situated and drove off.

"Bella I know this is going to be a huge change. I mean going to a Boy's academy. You have your own room and bathroom. They even have a place for you to change your clothes for Gym. Everyone trusts you on this," He explained to me.

"Dad, I'll be fine. You have nothing to worry about," I assured him.

"Ok," He replied.

The rest of car ride was silent, except for the minor talk about the weather. Which was short lived because it was rainy. End of story. We got to his house and I brought one bag in because tomorrow we were off to the Academy. I went up to my old bedroom and laid down on the bed. I heard Charlie coming up the stairs, then opened my door.

"Bells are you hungry," Charlie asked.

"Yes," I replied warily.

"Do you want me to make something to eat," he asked.

"What were you planning on making," I asked back.

"Um…what do you want?"

"How about I make dinner," I got up from the bed.

"That might be best," He laughed.

We walked down the stairs and I ventured into the kitchen.

I found some noodles and Spaghetti Sauce. I put a pan of water on the stove to boil. I poured some sauce into a bowl and put it in the microwave. I put the noodles into the water after it started to boil. I clearly heard a sports game going on in the other room.

"Dinner's ready," I called and set the Spaghetti on the table.

Charlie got up from the sofa and sat down at the table. He took a large helping of noodles and drenched it in the sauce. I did the same thing but with a smaller helping.

"So Bells, have you thought about what college you want to go to," Charlie asked me, obviously trying to find something to talk about.

"Yale," I stuffed some spaghetti into my mouth.

"Why do you want to go there," he finished the rest of his spaghetti.

"So I can major in Adolescent Psychology," I finished the rest of my dinner.

"So you want to go into Psychology," he asked me.

I stood up and started to wash the dishes.

"Yes, I want to get a P.H.D and specialize in Troubled Teens," I told him and I swear his eyes went large at the mention of Troubled Teens.

"You want to study Teenagers," it wasn't a question, more of a statement.

"Yes, I mean it would be so cool. I could help a suicidal teen live," I was off in a daydream.

"Good luck with that," He replied and plopped himself down on the couch, again.

I finished the dishes and walked up the stairs so I could take a shower. I grabbed my bag of toiletries and towel. I turned the hot water on and took my clothes off. I stepped into the steamy shower and instantly relaxed. I washed my hair with my Strawberry Shampoo and Conditioner.

I got out of the shower and put my pair of sweats with holes in them and a tank-top. I brushed through my hair and brushed my teeth. I emerged from the bathroom and put my stuff away. I walked down the stairs to say good night.

"Good night dad," I called and he turned around.

"Good night Bells," He called back and I walked back up the stairs.

I pulled my Shark pillow and blanket out of my suitcase. I had to dig around but I eventually found Brutus. My stuffed Great White. I sprawled out on the bed and put my headphones on. They were the cool kind, Skullcandy. I turned Three Days Grace on and quickly fell asleep.

"Bella it's time to get up," Charlie called from outside my door.

I groaned and got out of bed. I went to go take another shower. I once again used my Strawberry Shampoo and Conditioner. I decided on my favorite pair of skinny jeans; dark blue with rips in them. I found a V-neck black blouse. I jumped down the stairs and shoved some Pop-Tarts in the toaster. I saw some dishes in the sink, so Charlie had already eaten. I ate my breakfast and went back up stairs.

I shoved my stuff into my suitcase that I brought in. I lugged it down the stairs and by the door. I meandered into the living room and Charlie was watching T.V.

"Dad, I'm ready," I announced.

"Alright, let's go," He heaved himself off of the couch.

He grabbed his police badge, jacket, gun (for unknown reasons), wallet, and his car keys. I rolled my suitcase out to the cruiser. Charlie tossed it into the truck and got in. We were silent the whole way to the Academy. It was about 45 minutes away. It was not raining but still gloomy. Charlie pulled into an open spot and I took a deep breath. I saw boy's running around throwing footballs, baseballs, kicking soccer balls, and wrestling. Some of them were kind of cute.

I got out of the car and Charlie lead me to the administration office. An old looking man was sitting behind the counter.

"How can I help you," he asked.

"I'm Charlie Swan Chief of Police. And this is my daughter Isabella Swan. She is attending the school," Charlie said.

"Ah, yes. Dean Collin's wants to speak with you," He told us and pointed to a door.

Charlie and I walked over to the door and I opened it. A man was sitting behind a desk typing something on the computer.

"You must Chief Swan," He said and shook Charlie's hand.

"Yes, and this is my daughter Isabella," Charlie motioned towards me.

"Hello Isabella," Dean Collin's shook my hand too.

"Please, call me Bella," I insisted with a smile.

"Have a seat, please," Dean Collin's motioned towards the two chairs in-front of the desk.

We all sat down and Dean Collin's cleared his throat.

"So, Miss. Swan. Your father here has assured me that you are a very intelligent, responsible young lady. I am being very generous as to allowing you to attend my school. There are only a few issues that I want to speak with you about," Dean Collin's started.

"What issues," I asked him.

"You are free to date as you wish. But we do ask that you not get really intimate. You can have physical contact and what not. But, no sex," Dean Collin's sounded really uncomfortable.

"You don't have to worry about that Dean Collin's. I'm only 17 and I don't plan on changing my…um…status. Any time soon," I assured him and my dad.

"I will hold you to that," He promised.

"Is that all," Charlie asked.

"Um…you will have your own dorm room. A private room to change in for Gym. Your own bathroom. I think that's it," The dean stood up and walked over to the door. He opened it with a smile.

He led us to a room with the words: Clinic. He opened the door to reveal an old looking lady. Old enough to be my grandmother. But, she looked like a sweet old lady, none the less.

"Miss. Swan this is Nurse Cope. If you have any…problems. You can talk to her," Dean Collin's informed me and we walked back to the front office.

"Here is your schedule, Gym clothes, and room key. You will be in building 3; room 47," The man said and handed me a pile of stuff.

"Thanks," I said softly. Charlie and I walked out of the Administration Building.

He grabbed two boxes and I grabbed my two suitcases and duffle bag. We were walking and the guy's would stop what they were doing and look at me. This is going to be a long two years. We eventually found my room and set my stuff down.

"Well, I guess this is good-bye," Charlie said.

"Ya, but you're only an hour and 45 minutes away," I reminded him.

He gave me a hug and waved to me as he walked out of my room. I started to un-pack my books when someone walked into my room.

"Hi, you must be Isabella. I'm Jordyn Wells," He said in a chipper voice.

"Hi, please call me Bella," I insisted and shook his hand.

"Do you want some help un-packing," he asked me.

"That would be great. You don't mind do you," I asked him.

"Not at all, let me just go get my boyfriend to help too," He told me and walked away.

My first friend here. Well at least I don't have to worry about him hitting on me. That's a relief. He came back in the room with a tall guy with russet skin and hair.

"This is Jacob Black, my boyfriend," Jordyn introduced us.

"Hi, I'm Bella," I shook his hand too.

"I'm Jake," He replied.

"Are you sure you guys don't mind helping me un-pack," I asked once again.

"It's not a problem," Jordyn assured me.

We started to un-pack my stuff. The guy's made some really nice comments about my bedding and Brutus. We exchanged cell-numbers. Jordyn apparently lived right next to me and Jake lived 2 floor's down. They never once asked me why I was attending an all boy's school. And I was grateful for that fact. It was starting to get a little late when a bell started to ring.

"What was that," I asked alarmed.

"The dinner bell. Are you hungry," Jake asked.

I nodded my head, realizing that I was in-fact starving.

"Well, let's go eat," Jordyn stood-up. Jake and I followed suit and we walked out of the building together.

"What is there to do around here," I asked them.

"There's a pool, baseball fields, football field, soccer field, ice rink, we are allowed to use the Gym when school is out, arcade, food served all day long, and on the weekends we are allowed to leave the campus," Jake listed off.

"Awesome, you guy's seriously have an ice rink?"

"Yup, why? Do you play hockey," Jordyn asked me.

"Not hockey. Figure Skating. Not very well though," I blushed.

"And this is the Commons. With the best food ever cooked," Jake told me and we walked into the 'Commons'.

The door shut, very loudly, behind us and everyone, I mean everyone, stopped what they were doing and turned to look. Some of the guy's, a lot actually, whistled. Some of the guys whispered to each other. We walked over to get some food. I grabbed a salad and Dr. Pepper. There was a table in the corner so we sat there. On, they way over a few of the guy's grabbed my ass.

We sat down and I looked around the commons. I was about to turn around when a pair of green eyes locked onto mine. I blushed and turned around.

"Who is the one with bronze hair, and gorgeous green eyes," I asked them.

"Edward Cullen. He's the Surfer Dude and Captain of the soccer team. Whenever he gets the chance he goes to the beach and surf's. He's related to the Captain of the football team, Emmett Cullen, and Captain of the baseball team, Jasper Cullen," Jake filled me in on him.


"I know," Jordyn smiled at me.

We finished eating dinner and I stood-up. Jake and Jordyn came with me and we walked out of the Commons. It was starting to rain and I forgot my jacket. Jordyn put his jacket on my shoulders.


We wandered back to our room and sat down in my room.

"Hey guy's I'm going to read by the fireplace."

I grabbed 'The Tenth Circle' and my I-pod. I waved at them as they walked into Jordyn's room. I wandered down to the couches and curled up on the sofa. I turned 'Pink' on and slipped my headphones on. Guy's kept walking into the building. A few of them said 'Hi.' But, most of them just asked me out. I told every single one of them, no. It was around 9:30 when I walked into my room. I shut and locked the door. I slipped a long T-shirt on and set my alarm clock for 5:00am. That way I had 2 ½ hours before classes start.

I soon fell into an unconscious state, until morning.