AN: I love criticism,

AN: I love criticism,

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I suck at beginnings just to let you know so don't give up on me.

Chapter 1

So I was sent off to boarding school. I hoped that it was better than in the movies where you come back with bruises and broken bones.

"You ready, Bells?" my dad asked me from across the house.

Not even close, "Yeah, let's go." I suggested

"Alright, if you say so." He obviously didn't believe me, well I guess I am not that good at lying.

The drive to the air port was silent and long, as was the plane ride itself.

"We have arrived." The announcements finally came on, "please remove your seat belts and have a nice day." I quickly left and searched for my luggage, I found it near the four most brightly colored suitcases, they were all hot pink. Just then a short black hired pixie looking girl walked up and grabbed two of the hot pink suitcases then came back for the second two.

I walked away not paying attention to her or the gorgeous blonde and the bored looking hotty, but being me I tripped and landed flat on my face. There conversation halted but I got up and left and there whispers started again, then an angry voice said "SHUT UP, ALICE!"

I finally found my room, number 258, and opened the door to find a blonde haired girl sitting on a soft golden bed singing along to the stereo.

I'm going out tonight-I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions-make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time

I put my suitcase down and walked over to her and sang along too. She stopped and turned around to face me, but I just kept singing, she smiled and sat back down singing inviting me to come with her.

The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!

The girls need a break-tonight we're gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance-we only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down

The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!

The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!

I get totally crazy
Can you feel it
Come, come, come on baby
I feel like a woman

When the song ended we both laughed. I could see us becoming great friends. She held out her hand. "Rosalie, you can call me Rose though."

I shook her hand "Isabella, you can call me Bella, I guess we both like to shorten names." I smiled.

Her phone must've vibrated because she pulled it out of her pocket, clicked a couple of buttons and put it in her pocket,

"My friend Alice and I are going to go out to lunch, do you want to come?"

"Sure" I answered I would hate to have to stay here alone for hours.

"Great! Come on let's go" She said leading me outside to the parking lot and to a red bmw.

"Nice car." I said feeling I should say something.

"Thanks." She smiled.

Rosalie drove for about five minutes at about 50 miles faster than the limit. But it didn't really bother me that much. She pulled up in front of Togos. We walked in and met a short black haired pixie like girl, the same one from the air port, wow this is embarrassing.

"Hey Alice this is Bella." She pointed to me, Alice shook my hand. "Bella this is an over excited, crazy Alice."