Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

An Imperfect Life

By Midnight Dreamer

Chapter 06: End of Day One

(BPOV)

What the hell is that kids problem? I thought to myself as I stormed out into the hallway. He has no idea who I am, and knows absolutely nothing about me and yet he spent the entire period glaring at me. AH! I will never understand boys. If they all act like this to someone they just meet around here, I think I’m gonna scream. Just then Emmett came up behind me and threw his arm over my shoulder. I jumped slightly.

“How’s your first day going lil sis?” he asked.

“It would be better if people quit staring at me!” I replied snidely while glaring at a few people who were looking at us as we passed by.

“That’s normal Bella, they will all stop staring before the week is out.” he continued, ” They are only looking because we are new here, once that wears off it will be just like before at our old school” he finished.

“Oh great you mean they will avoid me and talk about me because I can kick most of the football teams ass!” I asked sarcastically.

“Hell yeah” he replied. “About the ass kicking part not the talking and avoiding you bit. However I think that part will be true too.” he quickly added.

I just shrugged my shoulders as we entered out final class of the day. This horrid day was almost over thank god. My 7th hour teacher was rather boring. I spent most of the class doodling on my note book. She was prattling on about some scholastic book list we need to read before the end of the year. As she passed out copies of said list I noticed I had already read at least three quarters of it. I was in advanced English courses in New York, so this stuff was a bore to me. It really didn’t surprise me though; a small town like Forks wasn’t likely to have to many advanced subjects.

As class wound down I found my thoughts drifting back to my last period class and the way that boy kept staring at me. I knew who he was but to say the name was to acknowledge that I cared, which in fact I do not. So many questions where running through my head. Why was he staring like that? What did I ever do to him? What was his problem? Why didn’t he introduce himself or at least say hello like everyone else? Why did it look like his eyes were black? Is that even possible! Maybe it’s some new kind of contacts?

I would of course never voice my internal questions, everyone would look at me like I was crazy. As I was going over all this in my head, Emmett poked me and asked if I would like a pillow and blanket. I couldn’t imagine why he would ask such a silly question; until I notice my head was laying on the desk. I kindly told Emmett no thanks and to fuck off. Then finally my angel came and swept me away. (ring ring) The dismissal bell; my savior. I walked quickly out of the room and to my locker. I was in a daze walking through the parking lot. When Emmett slammed his jeep door shut it finally brought me out of my world of 20 questions.

“Yo sis what has gotten into you? Earth to Bella!” Emmett was saying.

“Oh sorry Emmy I was just thinking about 6th hour Bio” I replied.

“What about it?” he asked.

“You remember at lunch when Jessica and Angela were telling us about the Cullen’s?” I said.

“Yeah what about em?” he looked puzzled.

“That Edward guy is in my Bio class, he spent the whole hour staring at me like I had kicked his dog!” I replied.

“Did you?” he asked while laughing.

“Emmett this is not funny. I think that guy really hates me, and I don’t understand why or how being as I have never met him before today.” I declared.

“Yeah okay that is a little weird. Would you like me to have a word with him?” he asked cracking his knuckles.

I had to chuckle at this cause he is such an overprotective big brother.

“No Em it’s OK. I think I can handle myself” I told him.

He just smiled and nodded his head. He knew I could just as easily handle anyone who would come at me. He started the jeep and as we were backing out of our spot I saw that same guy staring at me again. Okay for real what was this guys problem! Did he have a disorder that he can’t help but stare at other people. Or did he only do this to girls he wanted to creep out. I don’t know but I plan on getting to the bottom of this. I think Emmett finally noticed our spectator cause he cast and evil glare in that direction. I could have swore I saw that Cullen kid smile and chuckle to himself, as if he didn’t feel threatened by Emmett. You have got to be kidding me, everyone was threatened by Emmett.

 All to soon we were pulling in the driveway of our new home. I still wasn’t so sure about this move. Emmett seemed to be taking to it nicely, and my dad seemed thrilled. He was home almost every night just before dark. I think he was enjoying the fact that he got to spend more time with us.

 After I made dinner and Emmett cleaned up, I retreated to my newly finished getaway in the basement. We finished it late last night, and I couldn’t wait to let some of my new frustrations with this place out on my punching bag. The room was set up in sections, we divided it to fit my needs. I wasn’t certain if they had any of this stuff here in this town, from what I saw so far it wasn’t looking hopeful.

The first half of the basement was set up like a Dojo, the walls were painted a peaceful shade of light green, and the floors was covered in padding like you would find in a school gym. We divided the room with Japanese changing shades. The floor we had to customize. We laid down a grid pattern with two by fours which gave it a raised appearance, then a shinny hard wood. The walls were mirrors on either end and we found a way to hang some in-between. This of course was my dance studio. The ballet bar was placed on the edge of the floor instead of being attached to the mirrors on the walls. The next room, the one to which I was headed, was a at home gym. I had all kinds of equipment. I gladly shared this room with Emmett. He liked to lift weights for football.

I went over and strapped my boxing gloves on that were hanging from a hook by the bathroom that surprisingly was fully functional. It only had a shower but I could make do with that. It was a welcomed surprise. That means I don’t have to climb two flights of stairs to get cleaned up.

I spent the better part of the night beat the snot out of my punching bag. It was relaxing to release all my anger on something that wouldn’t get it’s feelings hurt. I thought of the things I was gonna say to that Cullen kid. I had a ton of questions and there was no way I wasn’t getting answers. Eventually Emmett yelled down the stairs that it was getting late, so I went and washed up and headed up the stairs. He looked at me as if I had lost my mind. He must of heard me taking it out on the bag. I don’t remember talking out loud but maybe I did.

“He has really gotten under you skin hasn’t he?” he asked as I headed for the stairs.

“Yeah and I don’t know why either, which is aggravating me even more” I told him.

“You shouldn’t let one guy ruin your out look on this whole place you know” Emmett said.

“I know Emmy, I will try not to but its just so frustrating. I don’t even know him, and yet he acted as if we were mortal enemies” I replied.

“It was kinda weird that he was staring at us as we were pulling out of the parking lot. He gave me the hebe jebes, and that is not something that is easily done, you know that!” he told me.

“Yeah I know” I rolled my eyes.

He acts like such a child sometimes. It makes me wonder who is really the older sibling between the two of us. We said our good-nights and went off to bed. I lay down and couldn’t shake this strange feeling I was having. I could swear that I had seen the Cullen kid before I just couldn’t put my finger on it. I was too angry earlier to let my mind settle and think things through. But now I had a nagging suspicion that something was familiar about him. With that thought on my mind I drifted off to sleep.