Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

An Imperfect Life

By Midnight Dreamer

Chapter 04: Forks, Washington

(BPOV)

Well Friday came, and yep you guessed it; they made me move. We were on our way to Forks, Washington. From what I read about the place it always rains and the sun rarely shines. Great just what I need. I love the sun and now it too is gone. It seems like everything I love is gone, my mom, my friends, my school, my city, my sunshine….when will it ever end. Emmett seems stoked that we are moving. He can’t wait to nose around to see what he can find out to embarrass our dad. Dad never talked much about his and mom’s past. We didn’t even know that they didn’t grow up in New York until he asked us about moving here. Which I still don’t wanna do, but apparently I was out voted. I hate democracies. I hate that we are moving out here to the middle of nowhere.

Our flight landed on time. When we got off the plane in Seattle, Dad’s old friend was waiting for us in the terminal. His name apparently wad Andy but for all I knew is name could be mud. I didn’t really care. I didn’t wanna be here. From what dad has said we are moving back into the old family house. It was my grandfathers if I’m not correct. Which now a days could be possible. I don’t seem to be on my game lately.

Now we were on our way down to Forks, another two hour drive. Yay me. Two more hours of Emmett playing I spy. I really hate that game. He keeps trying to get me to guess but I just don’t care. After about an hour of me not responding, he tried a different strategy.

“Hey Bells, did you know that there are 345 overcast days a year here?” Emmett asked.

So now it was gonna be a game of facts.

“No Emmett I didn’t, but thanks for letting me know. That will be another thing to add to my ‘Why I hate this place” list. I said with a smirk.

“Awe Bells don’t be like that” he said. ” You never know there might be some cool people here, you might make some interesting friends”.

“I liked my old friends.” I grunted crossing my arms.

“Yeah okay, Whatever. That’s why you haven’t said a word to them in 3 weeks” he countered.

He always knew how to push my buttons.

We were pulling up to an old house. It was a two story colonial. It had peeling white paint and dark blue shutters. The front door was green with a broken window in the bottom corner. It looks like no one has lived here in years. The yard was over grown but huge. It was bordered by woods on three sides. Emmett would have tons of fun here. He always wanted to go hunting. He is more of the outdoors type, then I am.

I would rather stay inside. Dad said I could have the basement to do with whatever I wanted. He even offered to help me remodel it. The basement could become my safe haven. I just shrugged and said “Whatever”.

We have two days before school starts to make the house into a livable environment. So Dad put Emmett to work outside. Emmett started by Mowing the lawn, pulling weeds and chopping up fallen trees. While I got to work  dusting and unpacking the boxes.

The inside of the house wasn’t as bad as the outside. Someone must have been cleaning it over the years. We explored the house that night, deciding who’s room would be who’s. I took the room at the top of the stairs on the left. Emmett took the room next to mine. The bathroom was next on the way around. Then dad’s room was on the right.

 I would have to go and pick a new paint color for my room. It looks like this used to be a boys room; the walls were green and had lot of writing on them. Emmett’s room was nicer, his was a lovely shade of blue, no signs of scribbled handwriting all over his walls. Dad’s room was an off white eggshell type color which suited him just fine. The kitchen will need a new coat of paint just because I don’t think a kitchen should ever be pink. The living room was nice, it is a mauve type red that sets nicely with the wood work throughout it. It was decided that we would go pick out paints in the morning. We crashed on the living floor in sleeping bags that night.

I made and agreement the next morning with dad and Emmett, I said I would try and make a go of this. However, I didn’t know how much work it would entail.

I made it through Saturday with minimal interaction with them. There was so much to be done. The only time I actually saw them was when It was time to eat. Of course neither of them could cook to save our lives. So again that was something else that would fall to me. How I missed my mom. It seems I took over where she left off. I have to keep the house, and make sure the boys got fed and the bills got paid.

By Sunday night I was exhausted. The house was finished. Everything was put in it’s place and all the painting was done. Of course it was far to cold to open the windows so my room still had a horrible paint smell. I slept on the couch that night. Six o’clock came and Emmett was bouncing on me like always.

“Come on little sister, get up it’s time to get around for school. Get up , get up , get up!” Emmett chanted.

“Fine I’m getting up. Now get off me” I yelled sleepily.

I rushed to get a shower and wash the sleep from my eyes. The warm water was welcoming. I let it run over my body for about an hour before Emmett started yelling.

“We’re gonna be late if you don’t get a move on”.

“I’m coming.” I said as I rushed to my room to get dressed.

Of course my clothing here was limited. The weather here was way different from New York. So only half of my wardrobe was compatible. I rushed down the stairs grabbed a granola bar from the shelf and headed out the door. Emmett was already waiting in the jeep.

“Ready for your first day of school in Hicksville?” Emmett chuckled.

“Let’s go and get this over with” I told him shrugging my shoulders.

It wasn’t long before we entered town. We passed Newton’s hardware store. (That’s where I went for the paint.) Then we passed Redman’s grocery store. (I would have to remember where that is for when I go for groceries.) There was a small church on the left hand side of the road next to the only red light in town. Next we passed the post office, and a bank, then what looked like a football field. (I couldn’t tell for sure there was a huge wall around it.) Next block down was an old totem statue. It looked like it showed the way out of town. The bird or eagle I think, on top, had  it’s wing pointing in the direction of the interstate. (Yeah I was taking that as a sign to get the hell out of dodge.) Then on the right hand side was the school. Its about 2 miles from the house. That isn’t to bad. I could walk that if needed. We pulled in the lot by the main office. We got out and went in. If it wasn’t bad enough that there was green everywhere outside, the walls inside the office were also green. Along with the miscellaneous plants that were sitting on every flat surface of the office.

“Hello. What can I do for you?” a nice redheaded office lady said as we approached the counter.

“We are just starting today we need to get our schedules” Emmett explained.

“Names” she said.

“Emmett and Isabella Swan” he told her.

“Oh yes the new Sheriff’s kids” she said.

“That’s correct” Emmett answered her as I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

” Well here you are. Please feel free to stop by with any questions you may have and I hope you like it here. It was nice meeting you both” the office lady replied.

“Thank you.” Emmett said at the same time he elbowed me. “Um yeah thanks.”

As we left the office I noticed it was starting to rain. Great rain. We drove over to the student parking lot. Most of the vehicles here were older models, some even had several rust spots on them. The most expensive looking car next to Emmett’s jeep was a shiny silver Volvo. We parked at the far end of the lot. We didn’t want to make a scene or bring attention to ourselves on the first day. Yeah like that would happen. What with Emmett being the monster of a boy that he is. Once we got within sight of the other kids, we could hear the whispers.

“Wow look at that car. They must come from money.” ” Look at that guy he is huge. I wonder if he’ll join the football team? They could use all the help they can get”. ” Who is that with him? I hope it’s his sister and not his girlfriend…no it’s got to be his sister. I doubt his parents would let his girlfriend move with them let alone her parents.” “I wonder if they are nice. I wonder what groups they will join. I could really use someone to help me with yearbook.”

Then as we would get closer they all would stop talking and pretend to be doing something else, while secretly watching us from the corner of their eyes. I wonder how long this will last.

” Hey Emmett….What classes do you have? I hope we have a few together. This is awkward enough without going through the day alone.” I asked.

” I have math 1st hour, science 2nd hour, gym 3rd hour, history 4th hour, 5th hour lunch, 6th hour Social studies, and last but not least English 7th hour” he replied chuckling about the way his schedule read.

” Well that sucks. I only have gym, lunch and English with you. You will save me a seat at lunch and in English won’t you?” I asked unsure whether he wanted to sit with me or not.

What big brother wanted their little sister cramping their style.

“Sure Bells. I wouldn’t want it any other way!” he said smiling.

I should have known better. Emmett wasn’t your normal big brother. So we split off to our first period classes. I had A.P. Calculus. So I had to go to the math building. The first couple classes flew by uneventful, for which I was grateful. Emmett played  against me in gym. One on one basketball. I was okay with sports, but with him being taller then me; he of course won.

 After gym we went off to our seperate classes promising to meet up at lunch. As I entered the lunch room I spotted Emmett right away. He was sitting at one of the long tables, surrounded by girls. Great same old Emmett. He waved me over but I signaled him that I was gonna get my lunch first. He nodded his acknowledgement and continued on with his conversation. I hurried through the lunch line, paid for my food and headed for Emmett. He pulled out the chair to his right for me. The girl sitting directly to his left gave me a dirty look. I could just imagine what was running through her head. ( What makes her so special. He didn’t pull my chair out.) I snickered to myself and Emmett looked at me. I just shook my head. Emmett began to introduce me to his band of merry followers.

“Bells this is Lauren, (he pointed to the girl on his left) This is Jessica (he pointing to the girl across from him), and this here is Angela. (he pointed to the girl directly across from me.) Angela is a little shy so she doesn’t talk much. (moving on to the girl sitting next to Angela) and this is Rachel. Everyone this is my sister Bella.”

The girl next to Emmett relaxed as he mentioned that I was his sister and not his girlfriend. She smiled at me then. They once again started talking. They were in the middle of a conversation on football and how Emmett was the quarter back at our last school when I saw them walking into the café together.

“Who are they?” I asked to no one in particular.

” The Cullen’s and Hale’s” Angela the shy one answered me.

” Which one’s are Which?” I asked.

This time Jessica answered.

” The two blonds are the Hales, Jasper and Rosalie. The Small one is Alice Cullen. And the brooding, silent one is Edward Cullen. Alice and Jasper are an item I think. Rosalie and Edward are single but don’t bother they don’t date. No one here is good enough for them” she remarked snidely.

I could have sworn I saw Edward smirk. Almost like he heard the conversation and found it funny.