Perfect

Chapter IV

"Bella!"

I groaned and rolled over, "Not yet Mother, five more minutes."

"Bella, I'm not your Mother. Get up!" Her shout was enough to jerk me out of my seat and hit my head on the roof of the car. "Ow! Thanks Claire, appreciate it." I complained rubbing my head due to the headache I'd had all day that I'd just made worse.

"You're welcome Princess. Just doing my duty to the kingdom." She grinned mischievously before closing the door on her side of the car.

'What a sneaky shit' I thought to myself.

Michael had hoped out of the car and was waiting for me to get out of the car with a hand held out to help me step down. I took his hand and stepped slowly out of the big SUV. "Thank you, Michael," I said giving him a quick nod before walking off to find Claire. I walked across the pavement towards my three-story mansion. The marbled steps were polished and soft looking as I walked up them. The door was completely pearl white and reminded me so much of the White House.

One of the guards stationed out the front opened the big double doors giving me entry to the grand hallway. There were rooms off to every side and a large marble spiral staircase with gold railings in the middle. Expensive pictures lined the white coloured walls and everything was neat and in order. When my parents gave me this place and let me attend school this year I'd been so grateful.

I remember Mother giving me an approving look that day, like I'd come across with a bit of maturity. She'd eventually made my Father agree and along with that came the ground rules just like she'd said. At least a hundred people came with me down to America from England, this was a must or I couldn't go. These people included; maids, secret service, drivers, guards, security and many other people. I also had to take care of the house and my secret must remain a secret.

I had to get a few things changed when I came back since I'd grown older and the whole world knew who I was. Wrapping my hair underneath a wig everyday to disguise my natural blonde hair and green contacts so no one would notice my sky-blue eyes. It was a sacrifice and sometimes I'd forget what I looked like but it was who I was.

I started walking up the spiral staircase towards the second floor where my room was situated. I nodded to the guards posted at the end of the staircase and headed off towards my room. I knew Claire would be in there even though her room is right down the hall. I opened the door to the master bedroom and found her lying on my king-sized bed her legs dangling off reading a magazine.

She jumped up before I'd even set my bag down.

"So, what did you need to tell me this afternoon because I clearly smell gossip?" She smirked pulling me towards the bed. "Ugh it was just some stupid bickering that happened between Cameron and I in last period."

"You spoke to Cameron, again?" She exclaimed. "Tell me everything!" With a deep sigh I started telling her about the whole debacle in the library and her eyes widened even further when I mentioned the boys coming up to speak to me about what I'd said, "...they then just left and I was out of there quicker than you could say fudge truffle."

"Bella, you are royally screwed."

"What! That doesn't help Claire!"

"Well I am not getting crushed by the school's bad boy and his muppets, they're vicious. Along with Katherine, they are most likely going to make your life a living hell."

"It's not like they haven't been doing that already," I mumbled looking down at the ground. "I'm never going to survive High School Claire, what was I thinking? Why did I even come back?"

"Bella," Claire looked at me sighing, "I'm always here for you, and you know that. I'm so glad you came back because where would I be without you. We'll finish Senior year together and never look back okay?" I smiled and looked up at her nodding my head, I'd always had trouble trusting people just because of who I was but right here in front of me I had the person who I could trust the most.