Summary: Edward left Bella two months ago. Charlie sends her to a prep school in Seattle to help her. Not only does Bella find out that she will be going to school with the Cullen's again, but she will be bunking with one as well. BxE. Rated M just in case.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters.

A/N: This is my first fanfic. I know this chapter is short and doesn't have a lot going on right now but I promise that it will.

Rebellion

Chapter 1: Two Months

BPOV

Two Months. Two months since he left me. I was sure that we would last forever. I still couldn't believe that he was gone. Yesterday, Charlie came into my room with a somber expression. I was sitting on my bed trying to focus on homework.

Flashback

Trig was killing me. My grades had slipped considerably since Edward left and as I lay on my bed trying to figure out the problem, my mind went to Edward. His bronze hair, amber eyes, his cold, hard, lips pressed against mine…STOP! Homework, I need to do this homework.

Knock. Knock. Knock. "Bella? Can I come in, please?" Charlie sounded sad. Of course, he always sounded that way now.

"Sure dad," I said. I don't even sound like myself anymore. My voice is monotone now. I haven't cried over Edward. I have smiled at something funny. I haven't even gotten angry at Charlie's remarks about my grades. I am emotionless.

"Bella." He began pacing around my room. I immediately knew that something was wrong. "Bella," he said again. "Your mom and I…well, we decided to-"

"I'M NOT GOING TO JACKSONVILLE!!" I stood and screamed at the top of my lungs. Charlie looked at me with shock written across his face.

"Bella, you aren't going to Jacksonville," I sat back down and looked at him with confusion. " Your mom and I decided that you should get away from this place, from whatever is bothering you. We are sending you to Seattle. There is a really nice prep schoo-"

"What? Wait! Why? Why? Why would you send me away?" I was so confused. Why would they send me away from here. It seemed that no one wanted me anymore.

"We think it's for the best. You need to pack your things and you will be leaving Monday, so that gives you two days to get ready." With that said, he turned and walked out of my room. I sat on my bed for minutes, hours…it could have been days, trying to figure out what just happened.

The last of my bags were packed. I didn't have much, Only one bag worth of clothes. The others held my books. I kept "Wuthering Heights" out so I could read it on the way to Seattle. Charlie came up the stairs and walked into my room. He grabbed my bags and looked at me with sad eyes, then turned and walked out of the room.

With a sigh, I looked around my room for one last time before walking down the stairs and out the front door to Charlie's waiting cruiser, to begin life anew in Seattle. Or at least try to.

A/N: Please review and tell me what you think. I plan to continue this story to the end and would love some constructive critism and support!