A/N;
I own none of these characters. The all mighty Stephenie Meyer does (: Enjoy! It's not that great for my first story... But whatever. More chapters to come! ;]
It's my first day at a new school, in a new state, in the middle of the year, where I know absolutely no one! How much worse could this get? I thought to myself.
"Isabella Marie Swan, get down here right this instant!" My overprotective and loving, dad Charlie yelled from the kitchen downstairs.|
"Coming!" I said in a voice that I doubt he could hear.
"It's 7:00! You're going to be late for your FIRST day of school!" He said to me.
"Dad. It's MY first day, not yours. I'm not going to be late!"
"Then lets go!"
I ran upstairs to grab my bookbag, and saw my hair. Now I'm not normally one to care about my hair, but this was a case of evil mad scientist hair. Not something you want everyone seeing, especially a bunch of judgmental high schoolers.
I exclaimed "Agh!" and just threw my hair in a ponytail, then ran downstairs to my impatient father, waiting for me so we could leave. "Okay, let's go."
About 10 minutes later, we arrived at Forks High School. I looked around and saw friends talking to each other, and I felt alone. Atleast I have Jake to be with me. I'm sure he can introduce me to some people…
"Jake! I'm so glad to see a familiar face." I said with a ear-to-ear grin. "How've you been? It's been, what, 3 days? Haha."
"I missed you!" He shouted as he lifted me into his arms for a bear-hug.
DIIIING! DINNGG! "Yuck, we better get to class." I said with remorse.
"Or we don't have to…" He grinned as if he had a plan.
"But Jake. It's my first day. Just let me go to class. Maybe after school I can come to your house…"
"Ugh, fine. Have it your way." He said, then walked off to class without me.
Unhappily, "Wait for me!" just sprayed out of my mouth like a fire hose.
I ran to catch up to him, and then we walked, shoulder to shoulder, to class. He went to History, but I went to English.
"What? We don't have English together? Dang." I said sadly.
"Guess not. See you whenever." He grinned, and I left his side for English.
I hate English, I hate English, I hate English, I HATE ENGLISH! The worst class of the day. And I don't even know what they're talking about half the time! Ugh. Well. I guess skipping couldn't have done me any harm today, now would it? Smooth move, Bella. Ugh. I want to see Jake! I started to hum Carol of the Bells as I waited for the class to finally end… Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells, all seem to say, throw cares away. Christmas is here, bringing good cheer… La di da, La di doo!
DING! DING! Finally!
The next 3 classes were a breeze compared to English. I shuddered at the thought of having to go there EVERY DAY for the rest of the year. Ew. Finally, though, it's lunch! Good, now I can see Jake.
"Bells, over here!" Jake yelled across the room.
"Coming!"
I rushed over to Jake and saw that he was alone. He must've seen the look on my face, because he immediately said "I saved us a table. Hope you like it."
Lunch. Good. I need some food…