Chapter 1: WHAT!!

Bella POV

Hey!! My name is Isabella Marie Black, but you can call me Bella for short. I just turned 13 years old. My father is Billy Black and my mom is Sarah Black. I also have an older brother named Jacob Ephraim Black and he just recently turned 14 years old. My mom died when I was 3 years old, because she had cancer. I was still too young back then so I didn't know what was going on. But I do know that my father and brother took her death very badly. It took them about 2 years to regain their selves.

Other than my blood related family I also have a second family. My second family consists of my very close friends: Sam Uley, Embry Call, Quil Ateara, Leah and Seth Clearwater, and Jared Swan. There is also Brady and Collin Ateara, Quil's cousins, who are twins. Jared wouldn't count as a close friend, because he is my cousin. His mom, Renee Black and my dad are brother and sister. Leah and Seth are also my cousins because their mom, Sue Clearwater, and my mom were sisters. I have a very big family, I know. But I still love them all nonetheless. We were all part of the Quileute tribe of La Push.

My mom was a different type of Quileute. She was part albino. She had a white creamy skin complexion, chocolate brown eyes and hair. I adapted all of this from her, which makes me different from everyone else. The rest of my family all had russet colored skin and ravenous black hair. I'm sometimes jealous of them because they all have the look that everyone else outside of our tribe wanted. But most of the time I actually like the way I am because I mirror my mom's appearance. My dad loves me very much and spoils me way too much. I'm kind of a daddy's girl and so is my brother but he doesn't let others see that.

But I do not like everyone from our tribe. There's this one guy that pisses me off the most out of everyone in La Push. Paul Meraz. He is the most annoying, frustrating, and intolerable boy ever!! I keep trying to tell my brother to stay away from him, but noooooo. Paul is his 'best friend' and he apparently doesn't understand why I hate him so much. My dad is the same way too. No matter how much of a daddy's girl I am, he just doesn't see a reason to hate Paul the way I do. Paul makes my life miserable as hell in school. He's an 8th grader and I'm a 7th grader. He always makes fun of me and embarrasses me in front of the whole school, only when my friends, cousins, and brother aren't around.

The whole school is in on it except for Leah, Emily, Claire, and Kim. They are my only true friends in the whole school, other than my family. They are the only other ones, other than myself, who has a reason to hate Paul as much as me. They see how he treats me in school. They've tried to stand up for me before, but that just caused him to do even worse things. My dad may be in the tribe council but Paul could care any less. In their eyes, he was a sweet innocent boy who could do nothing wrong. Innocent my ass!! I just hope that one day they could finally see who he truly is. One day…….

Anyways, I'm also a bit of a tomboy. I don't really care much about my appearance like most girls would. I also love to skateboard, play guitar, and play sports. If you ask anyone is La Push to describe me, they would say that I'm "one of the guys." Enough introductions!! I think you've learned enough about me. Today is September 13 and it's my birthday!! I hate it when people make a big deal out of my birthday though. I don't like being the center of attention. Let's just hope that they don't make something out of today. Time to go to school!!!

I walked to my closet as I tapped my chin.

"What to wear, what to wear"

I went to go grab my favorite band t-shirt, denim blue skinny jeans, and my black converse. I went to my mirror and brushed my hair a couple of times before tying it up in a messy ponytail with my bangs in front of my face. No makeup. Those are only for girly girls, like Lauren Mallory. *Shivers*. I hate her too. She's like Paul's partner in crime. Bitch.

I opened up my drawer and grabbed my phone, ipod, and wallet, then I stuffed them in my pockets. I walked downstairs while grabbing my skateboard and my backpack.

"Hey dad and Jake!!" I exclaimed.

"Morning darling," he replied.

"Sup Bells," Jake answered.

"Excited for your first day back in school?" Dad asked.

"Not really," I mumbled while grabbing a piece of bacon from the table.

"Why not?" Jake asked.

"Your stupid 'best friend' that's why," I said while putting up air quotes.

My dad just shook his head at me trying not to laugh.

"Why do you hate him so much?" Jake nudged me.

"I'd tell you, but it's not like you'll believe me anyways. Right?" I challenged. He just let the subject drop.

"Do you need a ride from school?" my dad asked.

"No thanks Dad, I'm gonna ride my skateboard," I grinned.

"Okay then," he said.

"I gotta go, don't want to be late," I grabbed another piece of bacon before walking out the door.

"See you later honey!" my dad yelled.

I put on my backpack and began listening to my ipod. Fearless was playing by Taylor Swift. I know I said that I wasn't girly, but damn, that girl can sing real good. I got on my skateboard and started cruising through the streets. I passed by Sam's house and he was getting ready to leave.

"Sammy!!" I waved to him.

"See ya at school," he replied. I nodded but I didn't stop skateboarding.

After about 5 minutes, I arrived at school. No one else was there, but Leah was. I was on the way to her when someone stepped on my skateboard and I tumbled to the floor. I got a huge scratch on my right arm and it started to bleed. I looked up and saw Paul and Lauren. Once again, bitch. I turned to see Leah looking worried but I waved her off. I took off my earphones and stood up.

"What the fuck!" I shouted at him. He looked taken back for a bit but regained his posture. That was the first time that I've ever yelled or talked back to him.

"What the hell is your problem?!?" I shouted again.

He just smirked at me then walked away. I began to mumble a string of profanities under my breath as I walked to Leah.

"Stupid mother fucking bastard. Bitch. Cocksucker. Heartless, slimy, cold hearted, fuc – " Leah cut me off.

"Hey, stop cussing or I'll have to cut off your tongue," Leah joked. I gave her a glare. She grabbed my arm to take a look at it.

"He did that to you?" her tone was deadly.

"Yeah, and it hurts like hell," I complained.

"I don't see why you just don't let us beat the hell out of him"

"I don't want you guys to get hurt because of me," Leah started walking me to the school nurse.

"I'd rather have myself hurt than see you suffer everyday because of that asstard," she replied. We chuckled at her weird word.

"That's another good word to use," I added.

"Whatever Le-le, just let it go. I've tried to tell them before and you know how that turned out," I continued.

"Yeah, but it's just not fair that you're the one getting hurt just because your family and friends won't listen to you," she said. We reached the nurses office and I got my arm bandaged. It was only 7 o'clock am. People didn't start arriving at school until 7:45 am so Leah and I always got to school early so we could talk.

"I know, but what can I do?" I asked frustrated while rubbing my arm soothingly.

"Let me beat up his ass," she smiled cheekily.

"Other than that," I playfully slapped her arm.

"I really don't know Bells," she said sadly," I hate that you're always getting hurt and I can't do anything about it!! I'm your cousin and I can't even find a way to help you!"

"It's not your fault. But I've been thinking…." I trailed off.

"What??" she asked impatiently.

"Maybe I could go visit Auntie Renee, after all she does love me. I've already talked to my dad about it. I lied to him and said that I needed to feel how it's like to have a mother figure. He agreed," I said.

"For how long though?" she asked.

"A few years maybe?" it turned out as more of a question.

"A few years!!! Are you out of your mind?!? I'll die!!" she yelled at me.

"It's for the best. I just want to have a fresh start. No Paul or Lauren. It's been like this for 7 fucking years Leah. And I'm tired of it!! Maybe moving away is the best choice," I replied.

"But I'll miss you!!" she hugged on to me as if her life depended on it.

"Don't worry I'll still talk to you on the phone, we'll email, and – " she cut me off.

"It still won't be the same!! Please don't leave," she begged. Tears were streaming down her face. I looked away. I didn't want to see her like this.

"I'm sorry Leah, but I've made my choice," I sighed.

"I really can't change your mind?" she asked. I shook my head.

"Just promise you won't forget about me or our family and friends. That you'll always keep in touch, no matter how busy you are," she said.

"I promise," I said to her as I hugged her. We pulled away and Leah had a glint in her eye.

"Ankle promise?" she asked.

We did our ankle promise which consisted of us doing a bunch of moves which ended in us shaking our ankles. Whenever we did this, it meant that the promise must be fulfilled and never ever broken. If it was, then it would result in the ending of our friendship.

"At least now I know that you can't break that promise," Leah said.

"I wasn't planning to anyways," I replied.

"Come on let's go. People are starting to arrive," Leah reminded me.

"Okay," I replied. We made our way through the crowds and met up with our friends and family.

"Sup Bella and Leah!!" Embry shouted.

"Mornin' Em!" I replied.

"Sup dude," Leah said to him shyly.

Ah… All of us knew that Leah liked Embry and that Embry liked Leah, but they were both oblivious to it. We've been trying to hook them up, but no luck once so ever.

"Hey girls!!" I said to Emily, Claire, and Kim. They waved and smiled back at me.

"Hey Bells wh – " Quil trailed off as he saw my arm.

Quil's always been protective of me. I knew that he liked me and I had a crush on him too, but we never acted on it.

"Who the hell did this to you?" he asked. His expression was livid.

"Yeah Bella, what happened?" Paul asked innocently. I glared at him.

"I was doing a trick on my way to school and I missed it so I fell on the floor," I lied smoothly. I was the best liar out of all of us, so no one ever questioned me.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly.

"Yeah," I lied, again.

Everyone was looking at us now. We just had an intimate moment and my stomach was tingling. Someone coughed and there stood was Jacob.

"Mind telling me why you're holding my baby sister like that," Jake pointed to us.

We were sitting very closely and his hands were rubbing my arm soothingly.

"Just comforting her," Quil grinned at Jake.

"Well stop it," he hissed.

"Jake!" I chastised.

"Hey, no one can touch my baby sister like that," he put his hands in mock surrender. Quil looked down and blushed. Aww… cute.

Collin and Brady caught me staring at Quil and began doing wolf whistles.

"Shut up!" I groaned as I tried to hit them.

"Oww," I rubbed my arm furiously because I momentarily forgot that I had an injured arm.

"Stop it, you're hurting yourself," Quil said.

"Thanks," I blushed about ten shades of red. He cared!!

"Anyways, anything new?" Sam asked.

"Umm, not really??" I stuttered.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

"Nope," I replied too fast, "I'll be back"

I immediately left our table and began walking to the school garden. I always liked going there because it was so peaceful and not that much people ever went there. I sat down on the grass and began sobbing. I've never let anyone see me so weak and vulnerable except Leah. I cried about my family and friends. How was I going to cope without them?

"Bells?" a voice asked.

I turned around to see Quil standing a few feet behind me. I didn't acknowledge his presence. I just turned back around a continued sobbing. I felt him sit next to me and then he wrapped his arms around me.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"I'm moving away Quil," I said through sobs.

"You- your what?" he stuttered.

"I'm going to go live with my Aunt Renee," I said again.

"But why??" his voice was pained.

"I'm tired living like this. Do you remember all those times that I was hurt? When I scratched my face? When I fell into a coma? And today, when my whole arm got bandaged?" I asked him, sobbing again. He nodded.

"Well guess what?!? It wasn't because I'm clumsy. Hell, I'm nothing close to being clumsy. It was all Paul's fault!! He pushed me down one time and I scratched my face on a rock. He was messing around with me at school and accidently pushed me down the stairs. You know what he did, he ran!! He didn't even bother to help me. That's why I fell into a coma. And today?? He stepped on my skateboard and my whole right arm got damaged!! For seven fucking years, I've pretended to be the clumsy girl that you all think I am. I can't take it anymore. I want a new life and fresh start!!" I finished my rant and continued to sob again.

I looked at Quil and saw that his face was expressionless. I stopped sobbing and looked at him.

"Quil?" he didn't respond.

"Quil?"

"I'm gonna kill that fucker," he stood up and began walking back to our table.

"Quil, please don't!" I shouted after him.

"No Bella, I won't let him hurt you anymore," he shouted.

"Please let it go!!" I hugged him and he relaxed at my touch.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked.

"I've tried to tell everyone. Jacob, Sam, Embry, and my dad, but none of them ever believed me. I thought that I would just get the same reaction from you," I whispered.

He cupped my cheeks and said, "By now you should know that I'm different from them." I chuckled. He leaned into me and just when our lips were about to touch, the bell rang. I pulled back and the silence between us was awkward.

"See you at lunch," I said trying to relieve the tension.

"Yeah," he used his hand to ruffle his hair.

Just as I was about to leave, he grabbed my uninjured arm and pulled me back.

"Bells, I really need to do this," he looked apologetic.

He pulled me in for a short but sweet kiss. Just as fast as it happened, he was gone just as fast. Leaving a few words hanging in the air, "see you later."

I walked out of the garden in a daze. My fingers were touching my lips, trying to find out if it really happened. Hell yeah, there's no way that I just dreamt that. I walked to my homeroom, still in my daze and I went to go sit down next to Leah. I kept replaying the kiss over and over my head.

"Bella?? BELLA!!" I snapped out of it as I fell out of my chair.

"AHHH!!" I shouted. The whole classroom laughed at me. Oh great, I just remembered. Paul's in my homeroom class. Asstard.

"What's up?? I've been trying to get your attention for 5 minutes now," Leah asked.

"Nothing," I said hoping she would drop it. She didn't.

"Nothing my ass. What happened when Quil went looking for you?" she asked curiously.

"I told him about me moving and about Paul," I replied.

"And?"

"He believed me," please drop it.

"And?" fuck

"We kissed, ok!!" I shouted.

The whole class heard our conversation and shouted "WHAT!!"

"Damn it," I muttered.