So I realized I didn't like this story. So I changed it up a bit. Some of it is still the same but a lot has changed so please READ AND REVIEW.
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! STEPHENIE MEYER DOES!
"Bella how long are you going to do this?" Charlie asked and I knew what he was talking about.
"What are you talking about?" Deciding it would be better to play dumb.
"This whole… phase?" He could never use a word to describe me.
"What phase?" I ask and sigh.
"Bella, I understand that you are in pain. What you're doing isn't going to hep. You need to..." He said before I cut him off.
"Dad I'm fine." Lie, I thought as the words were coming out of my mouth. I wasn't fine, but my dad didn't need to suffer with me.
"I really don't think you are, Bells." He said and looked at me with sad eyes. He was worried. As much as I wanted to help, I couldn't. I didn't know how to help me. The psychologists tried to help. They couldn't and Charlie would see that after a few weeks. He would then try to find a new and better one. The cycle went on that way. That was how he met Sue. She was shrink number…ten, I think. They've been dating for seven months now. He switched therapists as soon as he started dating her. I was glad he found her. One of us should be happy, right?
I'm Isabella and I'm seventeen. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom down in Phoenix. I loved it there. I would visit my dad in the summer. That system worked until my freshmen year. Then everything changed.
"I am." I put on a smile, or at least tried to.
"Ok, but you are still seeing Dr. Phillips, right?" he asked.
"Yes, I have an appointment with her this afternoon. I'm going straight there after school." I told him. Actually she wasn't as bad as the others. I actually kind of liked her.
"Good." He said and smiled.
"I have to go." I said and offered a little smile. I was happy that Charlie was happy, even if it was about my therapy.
"Have a good day and Bella..." He said and I turned around. "Never mind. Be careful." He finished.
"Bye dad." I walked out to my truck. I only have to make it a little longer and then college. That was the one thing I looked forward to. I wouldn't have to walk around getting the pity stares. There, I would just be another person in the crowd. That's what I wanted in the worst way.
Once I was in my class I started to zone out, like always. I passed my classes with solid B's, even without paying attention.
Then, as my eyes drifted towards the window, I noticed a new person in the class. I may not pay attention but I would've noticed this person. Oh well, not like it really mattered. I like to keep to myself and by now everyone has picked that up. People don't bother me and I am happy that way. I'm sure they've been informed of the 'weird girl that doesn't talk to anyone', and if not they will find out soon enough. This girl looked like she would fit into the popular group. Actually, she could probably fit into any group she wanted. She was really tiny and had short black hair. She was pretty too. She reminded me of a fairy out of the books I had read when I was younger. That made me laugh a little. The odd thing was, at that same moment she looked over at me and smiled.
After class I went to my locker and picked up my books for my next class. Those classes passed, very slowly might I add.
Lunch. That meant that the day was half way over. I was extremely happy for that. Once you made it to lunch, the end of the day was actually in sight. I know I make school sound absolutely horrible and I'm sure I'm over exaggerating. The thing is, for someone like me, it is horrible. Being surrounded by all of these people and just trying to blend in, it's…exhausting. I just hope college will be easier to deal with. Hopefully, it will be a big school where I won't be noticed.
"Hi, do you mind if we join you?" I looked up, being startled out of my thoughts.
"What?" I asked. It was the girl from this morning.
"Do you mind if we sit here?" she asked again with a kind smile.
"Why?" She had to know. Someone had to have told them that I don't really talk to anyone unless I have to.
"I didn't know that I had to have a reason for sitting at a cafeteria table." She was still smiling.
"You don't, I guess." I was still in shock.
"So it's ok if we sit with you?" she asked.
"Yeah sure. Why not?" I mumbled.
"Good. Oh by the way, I'm Alice. This is my boyfriend Jasper. Next to him are Emmet and Rosalie. Lastly, is Edward." She introduced everyone.
"Hi" I said quietly.
"You know you really should speak up." Emmett, I think said.
"Sorry, hi I'm Isabella." I said a little louder. I don't like it when other people, outside of my family, call me Bella. So, at school I go by my full name.
"Thank you." He said and smiled. They smiled a lot. Well at least those two did; the others, not so much.
"So, have you lived here you're whole life?" Alice asked.
"Yeah." I think she was looking for more than a one-word answer. "Where did you move from?" I asked, deciding to try and be social.
"Alaska." She said and appeared to be happy that I was talking.
I couldn't stop staring at her. She was beautiful and her smell was enough to drive anyone insane. Maybe not anyone, but a vampire could most definitely be driven mad. My sister had told me of the plan to sit with her in our class right before lunch. She had seen her in first period and got a "feeling" that we should sit with her. She wouldn't elaborate or show me the vision she had.
"So Isabella what do you like to do in your free time?" Alice was keeping the conversation going with her. Anyone could tell that the second Alice stopped questioning her, she would stop talking. She looked like she wanted to hide in a shell and never come out and yet, she kept talking to my crazy sister. She was so quiet. Any one other than a vampire would have to ask her a hundred times to repeat herself.
"I like to read." She said. She was smart and had learned quickly that Alice didn't like simple answers.
"What do you like to read?" she asked again and keeping a smile on her face.
"Jane Austen, Charlotte Brontë, Emily Brontë, I love the classics." I think that was the most emotion I had seen her express. She was a big fan of reading.
"Why?" I said without thinking.
"Why what?" she looked at me curiously.
"Why do you like the classics so much?" She…intrigued me. It was at this time that I noticed I couldn't read her mind. I'd have to talk to Carlisle about that later.
"I don't know. They're just so interesting. Books that are written today aren't like that." She said.
"You're right, they aren't. That doesn't necessarily make them better though." I said.
"No it doesn't. I guess it depends on taste. Some people would disagree with me and say that the books written today are better. I just happen to like the classics better." She had a small smile on her face. I wanted to see her full smile.
"Interesting." I said and smiled at her. She blushed and looked down. That smell was truly mouthwatering. Jasper wasn't helping; in fact he needs to get out.
"Alice." I said and she knew.
"Hey Jasper will you go outside with me? I want to get some fresh air before class." She looked at Jasper and he could never resist her. Even in the state he was in, he could never tell Alice no.
"Sure." He mumbled.
"Actually I should probably go. I have to go to my locker and it's on the opposite side of the school." Bella said and started to get up.
"Would you mind if I walk with you?" I asked. I didn't want her to accidentally walk past Jasper and have him lose control.
"Um…sure." She blushed again. If she kept doing that, I wouldn't be able to resist.
"What do you have next?" I asked trying to keep her talking. She had the sweetest voice, when she used it.
"Bio." She answered. "You?"
"Same here." I smiled. An hour with her, that was going to be interesting. I felt fairly confident that I could handle her scent. Although, it was going to be hard and my mind kept playing all of the possible scenarios. I was hoping for the best and preparing for the worst, all at the same time.