I know most of you will be mad for me starting a new fan-fiction, but, there is a news update on my bio. Check there frequently to find out things. Anyway, I decided to put my new literacy skills to the test and wrote a new fan-fiction. Those who have read my fan-fictions before, please comment and tell me how much I've improved!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any of its characters, but I do own all the characters that are not in Twilight, and I made up just for the story.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

It would be any moment. Any moment that excuse of a father would walk through the door. But she was petrified. Petrified of what would happen once he did walk through that door. Those big brown chocolate eyes stared at the moving hands on the clock. She leaned against the wall and just shivered. Shivered for what she just knew what would happen. Then it did. SLAM. The front door slammed open and it caused her to jump, and slam hard against the wall.

"BELLA!" The sound penetrated her ears and she scrambled to her feet walking over to Charlie. "Yes father?" she asked in a terrified voice. The sent of vodka burned her nose, and her nose just crinkled up at the stench. Charlie's eyes glared down at her and his frown twisted into a wicked smile. "Dinner.Now. f it isn't at my perfection, there will be consequences," he snarled. Bella nodded. "Would you like something specific?" Bella asked, the lump in her throat growing. Charlie scratched his chin in thought. "No. Surprise me," Charlie stated in a sinister chuckle. Bella took off into the kitchen then, and prepared something that hopefully Charlie would not hate. It would be perfect. She prepared some steak, steamed carrots and mashed potatoes. The scent was extravagant, and she knew Charlie would like it. She then made some gravy and poured it over the mashed potatoes. Once done she brung the plate to Charlie at the dinner table. She watched anxiously as he took the first bite. "You've done good...for once," Charlie stated, a satisfied smile on his wrinkly face. She nodded. Charlie then took one of the carrots in his mouth. Then a small crunch was heard. Oh no. Charlie's smile immediately turned into a frown. Charlie had always used the smallest reason to hurt Bella. The light brown eyes widened. "These aren't done," Charlie snarled. "Bella...put your hand on the table." She didn't want to. She slowly hesitated. "Bella..." Charlie warned. Then she placed her small frail hand on the table. And that was it. Her piercing scream racked throughout the house as Charlie stabbed his fork through her hand. Sobs racked throughout her body, and hot tears fell down her face, and then, the world turned black.

Her eyes slowly peeled open, her eyes dry and itchy from crying. She sniffled lightly as she brought herself up, her head swooning lightly. She forced herself up and trudged to her room, looking at a clock on the way. Shit. It was time for school. She went to her closet and grabbed her usual ensemble. Black on black on black. That was right. This ensemble was how everyone knew her. The creepy new goth kid. She grabbed a My Chemical Romance t-shirt and a pair of tight black jeans. She then grabbed her bag of toiletries and headed to the bathroom. Unlike most people who preferred a nice hot shower, she liked it cold. She turned on the water, switched on the shower, stripped down and hopped in. She shivered under the spray of ice cold water, but, a small smile spread across her face. She squirted some of her favorite shampoo in her hand. Strawberry. Her smile grew at the scent. She then washed up and soon was done with her shower. She got dressed and combed through her brown locks. She then took a bandage and wrapped it around her hand. She then exited the bathroom and walked into her room, discarding of her clothes from the day before. She rummaged through her toiletry bag and grabbed her eyeliner and compact. She ever so carefully applied it and then tossed back in the bag. She pulled on her black converse and arm warmers on her hand. She then grabbed her messenger bag and keys and walked out of her room. She sighed happily seeing Charlie had left already. She just grabbed a granola bar and headed out to her truck, closing the door behind her. Before, her truck had been red, but recently she took her truck in to a auto-shop and got it painted black. She climbedinto the truck and sat back as it roared to life once she started the engine. She backed out of the driveway and drove out to school. She pulled into the parking lot and headed to her usual parking place...except...it was taken, by a shiny silver Volvo. Wait...that was new. New students? She let out a puff of air as she went to find another spot. She finally did, parked, and climbed out of the truck after killing the engine. She locked up the car, took the keys, grabbed her bag, then headed in. Of course, she got the usual penetrating glares. She heard the small mutters of 'creepy', 'useless', and 'ugly'. Of course as usual, she wanted to cry, but she never did. "Yo! Bella!" At that familiar call, she couldn't help but smile. It was Alexander. The boy was handsome in her mind. He had golden blond hair that he kept in his face, and foggy gray eyes. He wore skin tight jeans similar to hers and a Slipknot T-shirt. "Hey Alexander," she replied, a smile on her face. He sighed as he walked over to her. "Don't try that 'Smile and pretend you're happy' bit, because I'm not buying it," he said. Dang. Alexander always could tell these things. "So what's wrong?" he asked. Bella only sighed lightly. "Nothing Alexander, really. Just stuff at home," she replied, her smile now a frown. He only nodded. "Okay. I won't push you, but try to cheer up, okay?" he asked, his gray eyes now sparkling, and a wide smile on his face. He gave Bella a hug. "You be good now," he said and walked off to class. She then headed off to her own class. The classes dragged on slowly. They passed by soon though and now it had been time for lunch. She only bought a water and headed out to sit somewhere. She then was pushed down and she fell. "Hey, look what the cat coughed up," the snickers followed and Bella looked up at the one who said it. Lauren Mallory. This was the girl who picked on her ever since she entered the world of Fork's High School. Lauren's entouragelaughed along with their leader. "Look who's talking you bitchy whore," Bella snarled. Lauren's face twisted into anger as she slapped Bella across the face, Bella's lip splitting open. She coughed and spat out the blood as she got up, but was slammed right back down by Lauren's over-protective boyfriend. "Don't you contaminate my girlfriend you demon from hell," Tyler spat. Then a clear punch ripped across her face. Then it turned into a little 'Beat up Bella Swan' party. She couldn't help the tears now flowing from her eyes. She knew it would not stop, but then, her prediction was proved wrong. "Excuse me...I may be new here, but I don't think this is right," the voice almost made Bella faint. It was angry, yet hard and serious. They all turned around too look at the most dazzling boy she had ever seen. His skin was a ghostly pale, his eyes narrowed, and a bright golden. His hair was tousled and a light bronze color. His snarl was very intimidating. "Leave. NOW." they all nodded and took off. His face still had anger plastered to it, but, looking at Bella, it smoothed out and a knock-out smile was given to her. "You alright?" he asked. All Bella could muster was a nod. He held out his hand and Bella grabbed it. 'My god his skin is cold!' Bella thought as this new boy helped her up. "Thanks for that, I'm Bella Swan," she said, her small frown, now a smile. He nodded. "No problem. My name is Edward Cullen," he responded.

Edward Cullen...that was a name she would never forget...

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