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BELLA'S M&M

BELLA'S M&M

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Bella is a straight A student and knows where her life is going. Until she starts having daily conversation through IM with a mystery man. After finally meeting each other, will something come between them or will they be together in the end? BxE This story is not edited so please excuse my spelling errors or wrong wording. I decided not to use an editor for this story because I didn't foresee that I would spend so much time on it. Thanks for R&R
Bella is a straight A student and knows where her life is going. Until she starts having daily conversation through IM with a mystery man. After finally meeting each other, will something come between them or will they be together in the end? BxE This story is not edited so please excuse my spelling errors or wrong wording. I decided not to use an editor for this story because I didn't foresee that I would spend so much time on it. Thanks for R&R

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Chapter 1BPOVBadassvamp360: a/s/l ?Vamplvr1987: 16 f wa and u?Badassvamp360: 17 m wa what part?Vamplvr1987: a little town, I’d rather not disclose that information at this time lolBadassvamp360: ok that’s understandable, what’s with the screen name?Vamplvr1987: Oh, that well….I love vampire movies. Van Helsing and Underworld 1 2 and 3are my favs and I use it for all my user names…what’s the story behind your screen name?Badassvamp360: I was watching Van Helsing when I made my Google account, I’ve been usingit for all my accounts ever sense…and I’ve had that account for a long time.Vamplvr1987: seems we have some things in common.Badassvamp360: what kind of music do you listen to?Vamplvr1987: classical mostly but I like old rock too and u?Badassvamp360: I don't know about classical music but old rock is stand able. I like indie music.Vamplvr1987: I have to go, my mom is calling me. I’ll save you in my list if that’s ok?Badassvamp360: yes please do and I’ll save you in mine. Do you know when you’ll be on again?Vamplvr1987: tomorrow after school, talk to you then..bye.Badassvamp360: looking forward to it.“Isabella Marie,” my mom yelled from the kitchen. It’s my dad’s birthday and I’m supposedto be helping her make a cake for him. I love to cook, but I love computers even more.“Coming mom,” I logged off and turned the computer to standby. I have an essay I have tostart so I’d be back to it soon enough. I attend Forks High, in a little town called Forks. Notmany students are registered in that school, but then again, not many people live in this city. My parents, well my dad really, are big fans of small town life. It doesn’t bother me much; I like tostay to myself most of the time. Give me a computer or a keyboard and I’ll be content for hours.“Grab the mixer; it’s in the bottom drawer.” I put on my apron and tied it quickly, grabbed themixer and plugged it in next to where she was cracking the eggs into the mixing bowl.“Here you go,” I said as the last wick clicked into place.“Thank you sweetie, preheat the oven to 350°.”My dad is the sheriff of Forks, has been since I was six. Good ol’ Chief Swan the locals callhim, even the Quileute’s from the La Push reservation refer to him that way.The cake was cooled and we iced and decorated it as we did every year just before we heardthe cruiser pull up in the gravel out front. “Turn the lights off Bella,” my mom said before shegrabbed the cake in both hands and held it out for me to light the candles.I flicked the light switch and light the candles as we stood waiting for him in the hallway. Weheard his footsteps coming up the stairs and his key in the lock. He made us lock the door at all
 
times; very overprotective. I guess being a sheriff and seeing all the things he has seen would dothat to a person.“Happy Birthday,” we shouted when he opened the door. He looked tired as he did everynight when he came home, but he seemed to always have time for us. He smiled his crinkly smileand head towards us, hanging his belt on the rack as he passed.“I knew my girls wouldn’t let me down,” he blew out his candles and kissed my mom sweetlythen hugged me and kissed the top of my head.We ate dinner and had cake and ice cream afterwards. We didn’t celebrate birthdays in atraditional way like most people do; it was more intimate with us, strictly a family occasion. I’venever had friends over on my birthdays, just mom and dad. That was fine with me, I have been toa few parties and they didn’t seem like something I would enjoy. I like the quiet, being able tothink was something I really enjoyed.I went to bed after doing a little over half of my essay, the rest of my homework was donewhen I got home. I know how important ones future is and how imperative it is to plan for itearly. I was not going to mess that up by slacking off. I am going to get out of this town.I was startled awake by the ear piercing shriek coming from my alarm clock; loud noisesaren’t common in my house. I got up groggily and stumbled to my closet. On the way I noticed itwas raining. I rolled my eyes; that is what I get for living in the wettest part of the ContinentalUS. Forks is covered in a near constant cloud and rain is something you are required to getaccustomed to if you want to reside here.I grabbed my clothes and made my way to the one bathroom we all shared. We had a routinedown: Dad would shower at night, I would shower in the morning and mom would shower sometime during the time we were both gone. It worked for us and it has for a long time, ever since I started preschool.The shower was warm and revitalizing, my shampoo smelled of strawberries and crème—myfavorite—and it filled the room with its wonderful fragrance. I brushed my hair and brushed myteeth, that was all I did to get ready for school. So many girls at school caked their faces withmakeup and most put on way too much. I don’t care what other people think of me so I don’teven bother.For so many years I have been burdened with my father taking me to school in his cruiser, allthe kids would stare and it used to bother me. Now, I don’t even notice the judging eyes.“Have a good day at school Bells,” my dad said as he stopped in the parking lot of ForksHigh.“Thanks dad, bye,” I shut the door and walked toward my first class, English with Mr. Mason.I don’t have many friends at school, three to be exact. Angela who has always been in one of my classes, Eric who is Angela’s boyfriend and Mike. Mike has had this thing for me for years, Idon’t know why. I’ve told him I wasn’t interested many, many times over yet he continues to pursue me.English started quickly as Mr. Mason liked to get class started exactly at the scheduled timethat was listed. Government flew by as it usually did and I always dreaded trigonometry. Thereason: Jessica Stanley. She and I were the best of friends all through grade school. When shegrew boobs and a bubble gum attitude that all changed.

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