Prologue:

BPOV

I was walking in the hallway when suddenly a foot appeared in front my feet. Next thing I knew I was on the ground. I was tripped. Again. The next thing I heard was laughter. Everyone's laughter. I have no friends. Absolutely none. Could I be any more of a loser? I highly doubt that! The closest thing I've had to a friend was Jasper. He was scared though. I could tell. I was always the butt of Edward Mason and Lauren Mallory's jokes. Jasper was Edward's best friend. I mean Jasper and I never talked and he never stood up for me either. I think he was scared of being shunned by Edward since he was really popular. But I considered Jasper the closest thing I had to a friend because he was the only one who didn't laugh.

Lauren comes up to me and says "Hey klutzilla! I hope you had a nice trip! See you next fall! Oh, what's this?" She picked up my "Wuthering Heights" book my distant mother had just sent me for my birthday and shredded it down the middle. Edward came over called me ugly and kicked my now shredded book. I went to my locker to get my stuff when I saw it. A note from Edward telling me that no one liked me.

Bella-

You are ugly, weird, annoying and no one will ever love you. Not even your parent's do that's why they split up. You will be 86 and have 17 cats and have no family Husband because you are poor and ugly and poor and dirty. You should probably take a shower if you even want your cats to like you. Which they probably won't. Freak.

-Edward

I tried to be strong but it wasn't quite working. Tears were streaming down my face and they kept coming like no end. I stood up and ran. I ran, and ran, and ran. Where was I going? Anywhere but here! I took out my cell phone and started to call my dad. He picked up and said "hello, Bella honey is that you?" He must have heard my extremely heavy breathing and loud sobs. "Yes it's me. I'm leaving. I want to go to mom?" I should have known Charlie would take it the wrong way.

"Bella honey, I'm sorry what did I do?" Of course he blames himself. "Nothing dad. I'm just fed up with it! I can't take it anymore! I need to get away from forks, I need to get away from Lauren, I need to get away from Edward, I need to GET AWAY!" By the time I was done with that I was losing it Charlie tried to get me to stay and face these bullies but I was on the ground crying my eyes out begging and pleading to go. He said "As long as that is what you really want." Sadness evident in his usually strong voice. I felt so bad for making him feel bad but honestly this was driving me insane. I HAD to get away. It was a need so strong if I didn't get away I would find some other form of escape. Most likely suicide. I tried to push that out of my head.

home."

I can't take it. I just can't. I took out my phone and dialed as fast as possible. "Hello?" The voice on the phone said. "Mom, I'm coming home. Tonight."