Later that night me and dad ate the left over pizza from last night.
The silence was awkward.
I really wasn't in the mood to talk though. Before I went to bed dad, gave me a one armed hug and I trudged upstairs, climbing into the covers.
I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock, but it's what I woke up from that got me.
I was walking in the woods, something Cold Bay happened to have a lot of.
I didn't know where I was. Just the woods.
It was dark, the moon glistened on my chocolate brown hair. There was a faint voice calling my name over and over again.
The voice was the most beautiful voice I've ever heard. I didn't know where it was coming from.
I began to panic.
I started running, I couldn't find the road. I suddenly stopped, the voice grew louder, circling me. I turned around and around, until I got dizzy.
I closed my eyes.
When I re-opened them a black figure leaped at me. That's when I woke up. My alarm clock still beeping.
I reached over and unplugged it, frustrated. Before I unplugged it, had read 7:30, time to get ready to go to school. I heaved a long, heavy sigh.
I was downstairs by 8 o'clock, showered, hair and teeth brushed, all the normal morning routines.
There was a note on the table it read:
Bells,
I hope you have a good day at school. I'll see you when I get home.
-love you dad
I quickly poured myself a glass of O.J. grabbing my coat I was out the door.
It was raining today. The air very damp and moist.
The rain beat down on the windshield nosily. I reluctantly pulled into the school's parking lot.
Cold Bay High school, the big stone sign read. It was a reddish brown building, two stories.
A huge mountain behind it, larger than any of the other ones I've seen here in cold Bay.
I got out, the rain still pouring. I made a run for the school building.
Inside the walls were white with red border painted on them.
I walked into the office. A women sat with glasses pushed all the way to her nose pulled her face from the computer screen now looking st me.
"Isabella Stewart?" She asked me kindly.
"Bella" I corrected her. "Bella" She said. "Here's your schedule, bring this back when schools over". I took the papers. "Have a good first day" She added. I nodded, easily closing the door behind me.
Biology was first. Everyone stared at me after the teacher, Mr. Hebert, made me introduce myself.
They all started whispering shortly after.
Only fifty-five minutes I told myself over and over only fifty-five. I kept saying that and to my relief the bell rang. I hoped off my seat when a tall blond headed girl walked casually over to me.
"Hi, I'm Erica Patterson, Isabella right?" She said smiling. "Bella" I corrected her a little bit to harshly.
"Sorry" She said sheepishly. I nodded apologetically. "What class do you have next?" she asked brightly again.
"Spanish" I said reading my schedule, while we were walking out. "Me too!" she yelled excitedly. "Want to sit together?" she asked. "Ya" I said. "Sure".
The day slowly dragged on until lunch. Erica invited me to sit with her and some other kids whose names I'd forgotten after she'd spoken them to me.
I casually glances to my left and saw a boy sitting by himself. He was just sitting there, like he was life less. He was wearing a dark sweatshirt, staring sown at his food, untouched. My heart skipped a beat when I realized who he was. It was the jerk who almost knocked me over in Wal-mart.
Crap
