Reborn

Chapter 3: school

I woke up to pee, and in a daze I did my business. But before I reach my room, I was stop by the sound of muffled crying. Bella truly was a little melodramatic , I took great care in being quite as I enter her room. I laid beside her,laying her head on my breast and slowly coming through her hair with my fingers. That how we slowly drifted to sleep that night.
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I didn't sleep well that night even after crying, the constant rhythm of the rain in the background made it impossible, even with Ana comforting hand I dint find sleep till midnight. It was 5:30 in the morning, in I was alone with my thoughts. Today would be our fist day at Forks High School, me and Ana would be the new kids from the big city, wear the sun always shined, we would be the odd one out a curiosity. Me so more then Ana. I didn't fit the expectation of a girl from Phoenix, I wasn't tan,  I didn't play any sport, I had non of the traits a valley girl should. Instead I was ivory-skinned,it could be pretty but I had no color. My body was soft with not much curves, my hair and eyes a muddy boring brown which my sister seemed to love compare to her bright blue she got from mom, she said that they reminded her of a deer (her spirits/favorite animal). Hence the nickname she gifted me with Bambi. My sister was source of insecurity to me. Butt I could never hate or be Jealous of her, because she loved me so much that it was hard for those emotions to ever grow. She was always by my side. "I'm your big sister"(by 15-20 minutes)was her answer to everything, when I ask her why she chose to accompany me over her friends for even the most minuscule things such has going to the library together. No I could never hate her. Ana with beautiful shiny brown hair with natural red highlights, that was even apparent in forks cloudy atmosphere. Light baby blue eyes inherited from our mother, naturally rosy cheeks and lips, and skin never once touch my acne. At our former school she played sports such has volleyball and cheerleading, so to say she had legs that belong to a model on a runway nicely fitted curve and a tone body overall. She was a social butterfly, she related to every one, young, old middle age even me. In I didn't relate to people my age, or people period ( not even my mother the second closest person to me) butt Ana she was different. She participated in everything since the day she was born, every club that she could be apart of she made an effort to join. Something I would not have the patience or courage to do. Ana would survive at Forks high school, I would not. Butt I thank whoever out there that made her my sister, because I know that she would make sure that I survived along side her. I know that I should not be so dependent on her, and that in the future she would not always be there. Butt we'll she is still by me side, I will enjoy the comfort and safety she provides.
Breakfast was a funny event, Ana was a Health nut. So she dint always cook the traditional breakfast of eggs and beacon often, cereal even, according to her it was a Friday and Saturday breakfast. Butt Sunday to Thursday something new and healthy from her many cook books was on the table. So to say Charlie was a little apprehensive of what he was about to eat, would be a lie. Today breakfast main ingredient was fresh figs, accompanied by porridge, sourdough toast and avocado. When Ana turned her back to use, Charlie looked at his meal and pulled a face( I guess she never cooked for him during her stay here last summer) with a bit of reluctance he tried his meal, he liked it a guess cause he continued to eat with renowned vigor. Ana food might seem strange and something not of the every day norm, butt her cooking always tasted exceptional. Ana had taken the role of mother it seems, has she pack us lunch, in tried to maintain a conversation between the 3 of use.
Charlie was the first to leave, a small smile adorned his face has he held his home made lunch. I went upstairs to take a shower, well Ana went to prep herself. Well in the shower I began to think about the house, I thought that I would I'd be uncomfortable, but to my surprise I wasn't. I guess I had Ana to think for that, according to the email she send me over her summer here, pictures or Charlie and my mom wedding and other still hung along the walls, ( a sigh that he still hadn't gotten over mom) the atmosphere bleak . In has I began to imagine the house has Ana had described in her email, compare to how it was now it left a unsettling feeling in me.
Ana style could be said to be old , about 30% of her clothes wear 90s iconic style from the grunge look to denim. Satin&silk dress and shirt, plaid skirt, pants and matching suits. Spaghetti strap crop tops and dresses to be layered over simple white or Long or short sleeve's shirts, wind breakers from the Tommy Hill-figure brand, oversized sweater, track pants, overalls.Tennis shoes, combat boots, bucket hats, hair clips, headbands&scrunches. 40% of her clothes wear from the 70s from corduroy, denim, strip knit top or wool flared pants aka bell bottoms. To long maxi,corduroy wrap shirt,mini mod, shirtwaist and knee length,Quiana knit and flower print & jumper style dresses ( how I knew so many style of 70 dress, trying shopping at thrift stores with Ana without picking up anything). Turtle neck, jumpsuit, hot pants(shorts), band shirts, sweater& knitted tops, Aline skirts, ponchos, wedge sandals, sweats/track suits, leotard , disco sandals, lace up/granny boats even lingerie. 10% of the items in her closet are things that are in style now, in the rest the 20% are dresses and piece from the 50s carefully selected and hunted down. A majority of Anna clothes could be said to be retro. Hence why I was dress in a pare of dark denim bell bottoms that dint flare to much, and along sleeve shirt with mustard yellow and red stripes. A look 10 times better then my first original outfit, according to Anna ( if you saw the movie, her first day outfit was tragic). In her outfit she drew inspiration from the 90s with a pair of highways mom jeans, a long sleeve white turtleneck tucked in, layered with a spaghetti strap crop top. A chunky belt and combat boots.
        Ana had left and to get our schedules, well I remain social safe in the truck, looking for a nice place to park. Not a big problem since not many students arrive yet, and to my relief all the cars I've scene so far were like mine old and nothing flashy, except for a nice shiny silver Volvo.
         Ana had found me in the parking lot, shielding herself with her hoodie. To my disappointment we only shared 3 classes together, Spanish lunch and gyms
" you'll be fine Bella" an awkward smile was my response to her.
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    My first period was art, a great relief to me when I found myself to be the first one to arrive. Tucking myself in the back corner near the exit door, when I was told no seat wear assigned. The class was thought by a women, whom looked to have no artistic bone in her body. She thought the class with no enthusiasm whatsoever, she looked to be done with life. Butt her finished piece a mix of bright and beautiful colors, a contrast to herself whom was adorned in brown black and gray clothes spoke of her talent. My next class trigonometry, in which I was not so lucky in with a particularly nasty teacher, with an attitude ask me stand in front of the class and introduce myself. Afterwords seating me next to hulking men, with black hair, pail skin and golden eyes. All alone in the back, with a straight face and boredom clear in his eyes. Sometime during second period had pass till boredom finally got to me, so turning to my partner with a mischievous smile
"Wanna see something funny" I ask, my respond was a confused look
  Pulling of a small straw , stuffing a wet paper ball into it and aiming. Quick and silent landing right in the middle of our teachers forehead. Every thing went still, my partner looked at me from the corner of his eyes, lip twitching trying to maintain a blank straight face. I didn't know who butt somebody lost it laughing hysterically, and one bye one other joined. Our teacher finally snapping out of his shocked State began to turn red, a vain making an appearance. Getting ready to yell bloody murder, to only be stop with another spit ball hit his nose, then another on each of his glasses Lin's.
The laughter grew louder, and uncontrollable, has he fumed and screamed threats. My neighbor high fived me, chuckling.
" Emmett..(chuckling sounds)..I'm Emmett Cullen" I smiled in return " Ana pleasures meeting you". The bell rung and everyone made a run for it.
  My first day at forks High School went has expected, getting penetrating stares from everyone, having a few of the braver ones come up to me , to spark up conversation and introduction. I smiled a welcoming smile at them, easing their nerves in an effort to show that I am harmless and not to be feared. My third period was English, wear I was seated next to a boy with similar features to Emmett, butt with copper hair and slender not has burley. But attractive none the less, we seat together next to the window, I smiled at him and introduce myself. He answered with a strained smile. Has the period progressed I began to feel his eyes on me, I meet his gaze of confusion and curiosity. I slowly began to move away from him, has his gaze became more concentrated and focus, has if he was trying to burn a whole in my mind. I finally grew tired of his stare, frustrated and aggravated I turned to him and snarled in a harsh whisper "What?". He became shocked and looked away. Seriously? What was this guy problem. This whole situation has gotten me so bother, that i began to feel warm in my hoody. So I removed my jacket, only to have him flinch and conform his face to that of displeasure, has if he smelt something fouled in horrid. This child was truly getting on my last nerve, I dint smell bad that was a fact , that me and everyone around me knows. Has I cough many of this children trying to sniff my hair has if they wear on heroine. The bell ring in he bolted for the door, maybe he was one of those behavioral/ mentally handy-cap kids. My next classes went by without problems, bio was spent with a girl named Alice. Whom seemed to have a knowing look in her eyes, she approached me has if I had great impact on her life. She tip toed around me testing the water, she had a look of searching. Trying to piece me together trying to find my secrets. Warning bells when off and I was set an guard. She seemed to have noticed, in the strangest thing happened, her eyes went hazy looking through me. She snapped out of it in quickly back off, she started conversations in which I took pleasure in. A majority of it was about clothes, I hade a strange feeling of being herded, a ship carefully being steered out of danger. It left me unsettled.
    Spanish was next, a class I shared with Bella but when I arrive she was already seated and in a conversation with her desk partner. Relief washed over me, Bella was fine like I knew she would be but a small part of me would always worry for her. So I seat next to Carrie, a sweet girl with red hair. We got along great and thanks to her I now had a table for lunch. Lunch came around next after Spanish, in a finally established a group of friends, Carrie and Adam Whitmore, Iris John and Emma Dalis. We had clicked right away, conversation flowing at a steady pace, private jokes already forming between us.

At some point I had excused myself from our conversation, to bring Bella her lunch. I had introduced myself to the kids she had intertwined her self with. Greetings in smiles wear return although some wear force and faked, well other wear a little to bright. Mike I believe was his name to quick to invite me to their table, but I had politely refused. The disappointment was clear on his face. Bella had a pleading look on her face, and In return I responded with an assuring smile. Making my escape. Out of the new group of friends Bella has attached herself to. Angela was the only one I approved of and liked. Lunch progressed smoothly. Before I felt the familiar sensation of sharp eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. I turned by head sharply and meet a pair of honey eyes gone completely dark strange, butt I wasn't one to shy away from a look I glared back, till he back off and looked away. Thankfully my knew friends ask nothings of it butt told me of the identity of my admire and his family. From the corner of my eyes I survived the area to see who else had scene our little world interaction. To my surprise the only person I caught was Bella, with a strange look in her eyes.
    Lunch ended and in I went to history In. My teacher told me to seat by to boy, I had recognized has Jasper, Edwards brother or something. He had a look of pain adorning his face, It maid me wonder if he was feeling particularly constipated. I prayed he was nothing like his brother. He looked strained when I approach him, butt when I seat next to him. His shoulder slacked, his face smooth over has if all his struggles had just disappeared. He moved slowly closer to me, if I had not been watching home constantly I would not have notice it. We made slow and light conversation mainly focusing on the lesson. He looked almost sad to see me go, which was strange. The Cullen family so far apart from Emmett and Rosalie whom I have yet to meet, wear strange people. Their actions today left me no evidence to steer me away from that conclusion.
      Gym was my last class. In it went by pretty normally, no Cullen children giving me weird vibes. My only trouble was Bella inabilities to play a sport, in her friends Mike constant stares and attempts of an interesting conversation. I gave Bella my school forms to she could drop them in the office along side hers, well I talk to the about joining the volleyball teams. I would later on meet her by the truck.
Something was bothering Bella, she came to the truck in distressed. 17 years of being her sister had thought me that if ask now, she would lie and say that she was fine. So I stayed quite. I reflect once again the event of my first day at forks high school. Putting a pin on the strange encounters that I hade with the Cullens. Putting great care in remembering that actions, down to the last details.

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I wrote this chapter so many times, in I still don't particularly like how it went and was written. Butt I was getting tired. So I posted it anyway.
I tried to show a few things In Bella's perspectives, how she views her sister and herself, I tried not making her not has whiny has a lot of people tends to write her has.
Sorry about that long ass chapter about clothes, I wanted a certain amount of words for this chapter for a bet.
Her meeting with the Cullen today is going to be the base and foundation of their relationship in the future.
In I tried making sure that Ana had her own life a bit, though it made pretty clear that revolves around Bella 50% of the times, it would be explained more in the future. So that was their first day of school.