Isabella's POV:
*ring ring ring*
I checked the caller ID and smiled.
"Auntie Jadie!"
"Hi Izzy! How's it going?"
"It's going okay, I miss you guys."
"We miss you too Bella, mind if I ask what happened with you and your mum?"
"I sorta kinda yelled at her. I was upset though! I never got to say goodbye, and she told me that school wasn't going to be THAT bad."
"Izzy-" auntie Jade said through the phone, sounding disappointed. "Just call me after you get home from school. Have a good day."
"I'll try. Love you."
"Love you too." I hung up my phone and put it on my bed.
"Isabe- Oh your awake?" Auntie Ellie came into the room all dressed up.
"Uh, yeah. Auntie Jade called. How come you're all dressed up?"
"Oh, I've got a photo shoot today. You almost ready?"
"Yeah, I just have to get dressed and brush my teeth." Auntie El nodded and closed the bedroom door. I grabbed my grey skinny jeans and my 'One Direction' shirt that auntie El gave me. She said that a lot of girls my age like my uncles so I should try to make an impression. I got dressed and ran into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I finished brushing my teeth and went into the kitchen to see auntie El packing my lunch.
"Here you go love, ready to go?"
"Yep, let's go."
{{skip the car ride}}
"Bye auntie Ellie!" I waved as she drove away leaving me at the entrance of my new school. I walked inside and looked around.
"You like One Direction? You're so lame." I looked over at the group of girls standing in front of me. "They're all so ugly, and don't deserve to be alive."
"Excuse me?" I asked, trying to contain my temper.
"You heard me."
"That's my dad and my uncles your talking about so shut it, you're just jealous that you don't get that kind of attention." I stepped closer to the girl who insulted my dad and uncles.
"Oh- what's this?" She reached forward and pulled off my wig. I stood there speechless, the other girls were laughing at me.
"Hey! Leave her alone, don't you have somewhere to be?" The girls ran off in the other direction and I looked over at the person. It was a boy, a little older than me. He had short dirty blonde hair, and green eyes. He picked up my wig and handed it to me, I hesitated for a moment, but reached my arm out and grabbed it. I put my wig on, then my hood overtop.
"Hi, I'm Caleb Montgomery. You must be new here?"
"I am. I'm Isabella Edwards."
"Nice to meet you. Here's a piece of advice, no matter how nice Leanne and her possy are, don't hang out with them. They're bound to stab you in the back eventually."
"Thanks."
"Do you need help finding your class?"
"Yeah, Mr. Freeman."
"Lucky, he's an awesome teacher." Caleb walked me to class then went to his own. I walked into class and was greeted by the teacher.
"Welcome! You must be Isabella, I'm Mr Freeman you're 5th grade teacher." I smiled and looked around the class. "So I understand that you've had cancer." Mr. Freeman asked quietly. I nodded and he sighed. "If anyone teases you or bugs you, let me know. Has anyone yet?"
"A girl named Leanne."
"Yup, Leanne Wood... She's trouble. Did anyone help you with her?"
"Caleb-" I paused. "Montgomery?"
"Caleb's a good kid, most known in this school. Besides Leanne that is, why don't you take a seat in the front row?" I nodded and sat down in one of the seats. I watched as the other kids started to pile into the classroom. Leanne and four other girls came into the class and glanced in my direction, they walked over and Leanne stopped in front of my desk.
"Your in my spot." She said leaning over the front of the desk.
"Oh am I? I don't see your name anywhere." I looked under the desk, behind the chair and under the chair and looked back at her. "Nope, no name." She rolled her eyes and pushed my books off my desk. I got up and picked them up, then sat back down. I could feel her eyes burning holes in the back of my head.
(Later at lunch)
"So, you're in the same class as Leanne?" Caleb asked.
"Yeah."
"That must suck, so tell me about yourself."
"I was born in Canada, I came here about over a month ago. I was adopted by Perrie Edwards, if you know who she is. And I'm staying with my aunt while my mum and dad are on tour."
"So, your dad is in One Direction and you mum is in Little Mix?" I nodded. "Sounds like fun."
"It is, just except that they are going to be gone for the next 4 months."
"Oh."
"That's why I had to start school, because I would have noth-" I suddenly lost my balance and fell onto the floor. I cried out in pain. And was instantly picked up by Caleb.
"Why do you keep picking on her Leanne? Do you have nothing better to do?"
"I do, I just wanted to have some fun."
"Well go have fun at home with your happily divorced family." Leanne had a look of hurt on her face. She walked away with her friends and Caleb sat me down on a nearby chair. "Are you okay?"
"No, I think I broke my arm." I said holding my arm to my chest.
"Here, let's bring you to the nurse." Caleb held my hand as we walked down the hall to the nurse's office. Caleb knocked on the door, revealing a short woman probably in her 50's.
"Why Caleb! What brings you here today?"
"Hi Mrs. Stout, my friend Isabella got tripped in the hallway and we think she broke her arm."
"Oh no, come on in." Mrs. Stout opened the door wider and we walked into her office. "Let me see dear." I held out my arm and she inspected it. "It indeed looks broken, we will have to call your parents to take you to a hospital."
"Uhm... My parents are away for a few months. You'll have to call my aunt." The nurse called auntie El, and I sat there still holding Caleb's hand. This day is about even so far. Not the best day but pretty good. I mean, I met Caleb. I smiled at the thought.
"What are you smiling about?" Caleb asked.
"Uhm, nothing!" I exclaimed. I mentally face palmed and sat back in the chair.
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