I'm so excited! This is my first fanfiction. This may or may not be good, but I hope it is. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns all things twilight. I just own this plot…so…yeah…sniffles… runs away crying
Chapter One
Waking up I see that
everything is OK
The first time in my life and now it's so
great
Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed
I think
about the little things that make life great
I wouldn't change
a thing about it
This is the best feeling
Chorus
This
innocence is brilliant
I hope that it will stay
This moment is
perfect
Please don't go away
I need you now
And I'll hold on
to it
Don't you let it pass you by
I found a place so safe,
not a single tear
The first time in my life and now it's so
clear
Feel calm, I belong, I'm so happy here
It's so strong and
now I let myself be sincere
I wouldn't change a thing about
it
This is the best feeling
Chorus
It's a
state of bliss, you think you're dreaming
It's the happiness
inside that you're feeling
It's so beautiful it makes you wanna
cry
It's a state of bliss, you think you're dreaming
It's the
happiness inside that you're feeling
It's so beautiful it makes
you wanna cry
It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry
This
innocence is brilliant
Makes you wanna cry
This innocence is
brilliance
Please don't go away
Cause I need you now
And
I'll hold on to it
Don't you let it pass you by
Chorus
I closed up my performance with my favorite song.
"Thank you everybody!" I yelled into the microphone. "I really appreciate you coming out here tonight. Drive home safely!"
I walked off the stage and collapsed into my dressing room chair. "Goodness, I haven't slept since yesterday." I sat there for about ten minutes before I got all of my things together and headed for the bus.
"Hey there sweetie! How are you feeling?" Dad always wanted to know how I felt.
"I'm tired. I couldn't sleep last night because I'm worried about going to another school. A public school. I've always been homeschooled, why stop now?"
"I want you to have the experience of going to high school before you go to college. You got to get used to the mean ones."
I stared out the window at Seattle. One word describes this place and our destination, Forks. Ew. I hate rain, and the color green is my least favorite one. Of any other place to go, we came here.
"Dad, why did we have to move to a city covered in mold? Why couldn't I go to school in a bigger town? Or at least somewhere where it doesn't rain 24/7."
"Would you rather have 5,000 kids or 200 kids chasing after you if they found out your secret?"
"That is never going to happen Dad. Nobody will find out."
"What if somebody does?"
"That's the point Dad, nobody will."
We were silent the rest of the way to our new house. When we pulled up I saw a boring, beat up truck standing in our driveway.
"Dad, who's here?"
"Nobody sweetie."
"Then whose car is that?"
"Why yours of course."
"What?! Why do I have to have a piece of," I looked at Charlie, "crap car?"
"Do you want to show the whole world that you're a superstar? That you have enough money to have a Porsche?"
I grunted. "No."
"Well then it's settled. If you don't like it that much, then find a ride to and from school. I don't mind if you don't use it. It only costed like 2,000."
"Whatever"
I went to bed at around six. I was exhausted. When my clock woke me up with an annoying ping ping ping, I barely got out of bed and to school. I didn't feel like driving, so I caught the bus at the corner of our street. I was the third person on. Hmm. Maybe I can get some more sleep.
When I woke up, we were just pulling up to the school. I didn't feel as worried about it when I looked at the size. It was tiny. I could probably maneuver around here blindfolded after my first walk around.
I headed in the direction of the front office. The warm air was a relief from the cold and bitter winds that ensured a daily storm.
"Hi, I'm Bella Swan. I'm a new student here."
"Hi Bella, I'm Mrs. Cope. It's always better to start off the year at the beginning, isn't it?"
"Uh, sure."
She handed me my schedule. "The names of your buddies are printed on this sheet. It's a pass to allow you to go to class late and from class early, so you can learn the hallways."
"Okay, thank you."
I looked at the sheet. Alice and Emmet Cullen. Great. Siblings. This should be fun. They'll probably hate me.
All of a sudden I saw this pixie-ish girl standing in front of me.
"You must be Bella. I'm Alice." She extended a hand toward me.
I didn't take it.
She shrugged it off and continued to talk. "I'll show you to your first period class. You'll meet up with Emmet third period. Ooh! I have all but Technology with you. I have Orchestra. You'll also see some of my other siblings today."
I looked up to ask her a question, but all that came out was a squeak.
"Are you okay Bella?"
"Yeah I'm fine. You're so beautiful."
"Thanks, I get that a lot." She said it in such a way that it was a statement, and not bragging.
"Huh. So what are you going to major in?"
"Cosmetology."
I kinda guessed that. "Cool. I'm going to major in Marine Biology."
"Oh, that's really neat. How long have you wanted to swim with the sea life?"
"Since I was eight. My Mom brought it up and I decided right then and there that that was what I was going to do when I grew up."
"Awesome."
We walked into first period English. I went up to the teacher as Alice introduced me. She showed me the open seat next to Alice, who beamed.
When I sat down, the kid across from me turned toward me.
"Hi. My name's Mike. Do you need extra help around the school?"
"No, I've got Alice and her brother Emmet as my tour guides."
"Oh, okay then," his smile softened.
"But thanks anyways. If I didn't have them, I'd certainly take you up on your offer."
He instantly recovered. "Really?"
"Uh huh."
"Cool".
I turned my attention to the teacher. I listened to him drone on and on. Before I knew it class was over.
I felt a poke on my shoulder and jumped.
"Come on, we have to go to second period."
"I officially hate math."
Alice laughed. We did some of this last year, this is just review. Didn't you do any of it at your other school?"
"Yeah, but not to this extent."
"Yeah, we go over it a lot, all the time. What school did you go to?"
"I was actually homeschooled."
"Oh really? That's really cool. I've always wanted to be homeschooled, but my parents are always busy".
"Oh too bad. It's not as strict as this school, but I reckon it depends on your parents".
"Yeah".
I walked into the room as was greeted by something terrible.