Woooow, I'm so sorry guys. Somebody had hacked my account and changed my password and everything. BUT, I'm back now and more skilled….I hope. I'm in process of basically re-writing this story, so hold your horses.
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT.
Forks High School, that's where my hell was,
Let's just say, between the socially awkward people and the 'fakes'…It's not my cup of tea.
Me? Well, I don't go under any of those labels. I'm a bitch, confident, easy going and I'm very protective. And if I don't like you, I will let you know. The names Isabella Sawn, but I go by Bella. It simple, less complicated. I'm 16 ½ years old and I have one legal guardian…
Charlie is my real dad, even though he's never been here for me. I've learned everything on my own, growing up, I would learn something that wasn't supposed to be heard until I was 18…Maybe even 21.
Charlie's the chief of Forks Police Station. Its keeps him 'busy'. My mom? Well, let's just say she out of the picture. She's in Texas with her boyfriend, Tom. I don't know what's going on with her at the moment, we don't talk much at all, most the time we don't even talk, we argue and yell.
"Isabella?" My teacher, Mr. Reese asked, getting my attention.
"Yes sir?" I answered politely. What? I have manners for the old.
"Number four? What's the answer?" Mr. Reese asked.
Ring! Ahh, saved by the bell.
"Okay class, Make sure you do your homework…without your parents help, and I want your test signed by your parent to show that you didn't cheat…that mean you too Mike." He said.
Ignoring all of what he said I grabbed my already packed bag and headed down the cafeteria, walking down the hall I could smell the horrible cafeteria food.
Once I got through crowds of people talking and laughing, I went straight to the lunch line.
I got behind Eric, the gangly Asian boy who helped me cheat on my history test.
"Hey Eric, what's good?" I said, grabbing a tray.
"Not this food." He said with disgust. "We're having hot dogs, corn bread….and mash potatoes. How about you? Mr. Reese give you crap for being late this morning?"
"Who would eat corn bread with mash potatoes? That's just sick. But anyways, not really just the usual." I shrugged.
"Lucky you, I heard that one girl Brittney got in trouble for being five minutes late last week, I wouldn't blame her though, that class is boring."
"Next." The lunch lady called, she splattered food on my tray and rushed me along.
After I paid for my food, I walked to an empty table and dug in, not ten minutes later somebody sat down next to me.
"Hi! My name is Britney!" A girl with bleach blond hair said.
"Hi! I don't give a fuck." I said dismissively.
Britney was the most fakest people out of all 2,000 of us. She had died her hair over the summer to match Lauren, The head of the 'fakes'. They were all bleach blond. Except Brittney, who had wavy black hair that seemed never ending.
"I hope you know who I am!" She replied in her nasally voice.
"And I hope you know who I am. Now if we're done with talking about our hopes and dreams, I'd like to eat." I looked her up and down. "and it looks like you should too."
"What got up your ass, Swan? I was being nice to you." She said, gesturing to me.
"Nothing actually. I just don't like you." I said rolling my eyes.
She got up, stomped her foot and walked away with a huff.
"Have a nice day!" I shouted after her.
I swear one of these days I'm gonna expose her old 7th grade picture that she put on Myspace trying to be sexy. See, we use to be friend then, nobody could tare us apart but once 9th grade came along, I was more into sports and she was more into makeup and boys, it was like mixing two bored ducks in one pond.
Once after Brittney left, she almost had bumped into this tall guy and 'accidently' fell on this other guy, who happened to be the quarter back for the football team.
At first I just went back to eating my food, but the guy, the tall one, plumbed down at my table.
"Hey." He mumbled as he immediately dug into his food also.
I didn't answer, I didn't have breakfast and I wasn't going to chat with someone when I had at least ten minutes to eat.
"You can at least fucking say something instead of just ignoring me." He growled.
"Calm down, I didn't have breakfast and I wanna get out of here in two minutes." I looked up at me rudely.
He has dark hazle eyes, copper skin and jet black spiked hair, as he caught my look with a scrowl, his eyes widened for awhile before he actually looked scared.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "What? Do you have an eye problem?" I asked.
"Excuse me?" He said, shocked.
"Oh! So you have an eye problem and a hearing problem!" I said with a sarcastic smile.
He huffed. "Watch it. I have very little patience for attitudes like yours.."
"Uhuh, sure." I said.
" You know what? I'm leaving, I have Trig right now." He said, again with another huff.
I laughed. "Gee! Really! I don't care." I said, mentally cursing my list for saying that I also had Trig next.
"Then stop talking and let me go." He growled.
"I'm not stoping you." I help up my hand in surrender.
"Alright." He said with a shrug of his shoulders.
We both got up at the same time, he looked confused.
"I didn't say I was staying... I have Trig too." I added quickly.
I couldn't help but shrug off the warm felling when he smiled at me.
I took my plate with me as I walked away, dumping it, then rushing out the doors, quickly down the hall and to the right.
I took my seat in the back and took out my book, I wondered why I hadn't seen him before. I've gone to all Forks schools my whole life and have not once seen him.
A pale hand smacking on my table jumped me out of my thoughts.
"Hey mike." I said dully.
"Yo bella-la! You wanna go to the beach with us tomorrow night? It'll be fun!" He said showing a smile.
"What beach?" I asked.
"La Push. 7:15. First beach. You better be there!" He said running to his desk.
"Okay class, we have a new student today. Say your name, Son." Mrs. Roy demanded.
"Paul Meraz." He said smiling at Jessica.
"Very well, you will be sitting in the back by Ms. Swan. Ms. Swan, raise your hand."
Just to get on her good side, (If she has one) I raised my hand but lowered my head.
I could hear his foot steps.
Damn he has some heavy feet. I thought.
"I can't believe this." I said under my breath.
"I can hear that you know." He whispered.
"So? You think I care if you heard me or not?" I asked.
"Not really. That's why I think you're….interesting." He replied.
"No one cares what you think." I said.
"I don't know… That blond one over there seems to cares what I think." He said doubtfully.
I didn't even have to look to know that was Jessica.
"That's Jessica. Of course she would care what you think. You're fresh meat." I said rolling my eyes with a smile on my face.
All through out class I could feel him staring at me.
*SKIPPING CLASS*"Next time you stare at me all damn class period, I'll hit you with a two-by-four." I said glaring at Paul.
"Why do you have to be like that?" He said.
"Be like what?" I growled.
"You…get all defensive when someone does something you don't like."
"You don't even know me." I defended.
"I could." He offered. "What class do you have next?"
"Homeroom." I replied shortly.
"Me too." He grinned.
Once we got in the room and sat down, he was throwing questions at me left and right.
"Where do you live?" He asked.
"On Harrison Drive, like…five minutes from here, how about you?"
"Oh…I live on the Rez." He hesitated, "Didn't you date Jake Black?"
"I did, but that fag cheated on me, and then started hanging out with Sam Uley." I looked away, ignoring that I was just hit with a rush of pain.
He looked stunned. "Yeah…" He laughed once. "That's my cousin, he's not that bad…I hang out with him all the time."
"Good for you, I'm sure you have one of his tattoo's too right?" I moved his sleeve before I even asked. As soon as our skin brushed, a thousand little prickles shot up to my shoulder.
I gasped as I saw it, it was even more beautiful up close. It had a tribal mark mixed with a bunch a swirls that eventually turned into the shape of a wolfs head, even on the bottom, it was the same…just an upside down wolf head.
"Wow…" I muttered as I ran my hand across it, his skin was smooth but had jagged scars running across his upper arm. It was almost like he walked in the woods with nothing on, and broken branches tore into his flesh.
"My dad use to be one the counsel." I said "But they banned him for marrying a white woman, he was really close with Billy Black, and Harry Clearwater…but the waters got mudded when my dad met my mom, but they got divorced when I was little, my mom wanted me to go with her, but when they went to court, the judge over ruled her, and I've lived with my dad ever since."
"My dad…abused me as a kid, for ten years but left before my mother had the guts to do anything." He hesitated "My mom owns the diner with Sue, Harry's wife, just down the road from the boarder. My grandpa use to watch me when my mom was at work but...then I started hanging out with Sam… grew up." He finished lamely.
"Yeah…grew up." I snorted and moved back to my seat, breaking the moment.
He growled. "You wouldn't understand, halfbreed."
"Of course I wouldn't." I said rolling my eyes. Suddenly, I felt a big rush of nausea over me, a headache and a sharp pain in my chest. "Oh man….I'm not feelin' too hot…" I could feel the blood leave my face.
"Bella? Stay with me, Swan…Bella!" He tapped my face. "Dear God."
He bent down and held me until everything had gone away and replaced with blissfulness and calmness.
How did he do that? And what just happened?
"What the hell was that!" I shrieked, making everybody in homeroom look at us.
He glanced around nervously. "Maybe you ate to fast."
"That was two hours ago." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Whatever it was is gone right?" He spoke with urgency.
"Yeah…?" I trailed off and made it sound like a question.
And the rest of homeroom went like that, at the end I found out that he got sent to Forks because he got kicked out of La push for stealing food out of the cafeteria.
Basically, Paul is a sweet guy…just don't get on his bad side. It's not pretty.
We both had gym next, and today we had it out side.
"You know, it's funny how were so much alike. You would think its fate bringing us together like this." I said. Paul and I had fallen on each other during football, getting tangled up to where it was almost painful to get out of.
His booming laugh told me that he agreed.
"I couldn't agree more." He said with a toothy smile.
"SWAN! Look alive!" Coach shouted.
Looking to where I heard her voice come from, I caught the ball and started running towards the goal line, wavering past the teenagers I couldn't help but laugh at there faces.
"GOAL!" Mike shouted with joy.
I got a bunch of; "Good job, Bella!" "Whoa! You didn't trip!"…I'm so glad kids think so highly of me. Paul came jogging up.
"Awesome goal, Bella." His voice was husky.
"Thanks." I dragged out. "Maybe we should play outside of school with everyone else." I though out loud.
Paul chuckled. "Between me and you…They would stand a chance." He said with a wink.
"You sure about that? I think I can beat you any day!" I said with a bright smile. "I mean…I'm sure you can't even play without getting mad and exploding with fury for losing."
"That's what you think! How about one on one? Saturday?" He asked.
"Sure, it better not be a date though." I said glaring at him.
He chuckled. "Like I would ask so much of you." He said sarcastically.
"You never know, guys are creeps nowadays." I said as I ran to the girls locker room, walking in there you could smell sweat and hear the fakes.
"Oh my gosh, like, this gym is killing me!" One screeched.
"My nail! Its gone! Damn Mike and him trying to be all macho!" Another one yelled.
This is pathetic.
"You guys! Shut up! The gym makes you look better. Now if you were to get off of Weight Watchers or Jenny Craig, you would look better than a tooth pick, I mean seriously, I could floss my teeth with one of you!" I yelled at them!
"You have no room to talk, Swan, get off Jenny Craig!" The leader yelled.
"Actually, I just play sports. And I weight a good 136 pounds!" I stated with a smirk.
"Fatty" One had the girls say.
"Really? Cause I'm totally not standing here in my bra." I gestured to my 4 pack.
All they did was huff.
That's what you get when you mess with the Swan. I thought as I left the girls locker room.
I ran into someone and fallen down, causing both of us to be tangled. Paul.
"You know, we gotta stop meeting like this." He said with a smile.
The days were getting shorter and shorter with Paul around. He's like a big brother to me. That is…until I saw this two weeks ago:
"So, next Friday good?" He asked Jessica.
"Yea! Like, what should I wear?" I heard her ask.
"Mmm…" He seemed to be in deep in thought. "Your pick." He finally responded.
"Okay!" She said excitedly and then I herd lips on a cheek.
I was embarrassed and slightly nauseous. Of course he would go for her. I mean…I don't like Paul like that it's just that…he could do better. I ran to the bathroom with a tug at my heart. …Suddenly I felt like I was losing something, something important.
My heart beats rapidly and my face started to get clammy
That's how long it took to throw up, calming my breath I decided that I felt better after that and I had a big quiz. So I don't think skipping would be a good idea. When I was walking to Science I felt another tug.
What I saw was Paul sitting with Jessica...I felt very faint. What is happing to me? I screamed in my head. My foot steps seem to last longer and my vision slowed. It seemed like everything was in a haze or a horrible slow-mo video.
"Bella….?" Someone asked.
I was too far gone.
That's when everything went black.
*I was going to stop here! But I love yall to much :) *
"Bella Swan?" A voice said.
"Here!" I shouted as I sat up.
"Hunny, you need to stay laying down." The old lady said.
"M'kay." Was my reply.
I looked around the room and noticed I was in the nurses' office and then a russet blob in the corner. My eyes adjusted to see that it was Paul.
"It was my fault. Of course it would happen. Why would I be so stupid?" He ranted on and on. I don't think he realized I was wake.
"Paul." I said.
"Oh my gosh. Bella!" He said as he rushed to my side, hugging me.
"What the hell are you doing? Get off of me, you weight freaking 200 pounds!" I squeaked.
He didn't answer. "Bella, I'm so sorry. I was so stupid I swear I didn't know that was going to happen!" He said in a rush.
"You got me…sick?" I asked, confused.
"No! Of course not. The nurse said your heart beat was racing and your pulse was higher then a kite." He said in an old lady voice.
I just stared at him.
"Bella? You okay? You know that's a joke right? Jokes are funny...You know…?" He said.
"I know what a joke is." I said. "I'm just confused. What are you doing here?"
"Nothing, just seeing if you were okay…I was worried."
"Uh huh…Right…Are you sure it wasn't to get out of that test?" I asked knowingly.
He paused. "You caught me."