Chapter 1: Starting over

Well, what d'you know 1 month in Forks High and I get kicked out.

Right now sitting in Principal Gilmore's office, waiting for dad to come and get me…pretty much sucks. If it had been a few years ago I would've gone into hysterics but now that I think about I don't even think I would've gotten in trouble in the first place.

"Miss Rivera, are you paying attention!" Principal Gilmore's face was red with anger. His face seemed to be more scrunched up then usual, it kinda looks like his face is gonna suck itself into black hole.

"Hmm…Uh sure I am." His small eyes narrowed and his face got redder, all the way to his thinning hair line.

"You listen here, young lady" He held up his finger right to my face. "I let you in to my school because of your father. But I cannot-" Blah blah your needs. I let you in this school 'cuz your dad's in the military and he's serving our country etc etc. His lecture goes on and on. Doesn't he have a life other than tormenting mine. If you haven't noticed I seem to have problems with authority. But don't judge me just yet, I'm actually a nice person…well…sometimes…

"Soleil Maria Rivera," Uh-oh! "Go to the car! Right Now!" My father's booming, slightly accented voice echoed inside the small cubicle of an office. I quickly picked up my stuff off the floor and looked at my father. He was handsome, so my mother says. His dark, Hispanic hair was shaved down, his usual humorous, brown eyes were filled with frustration. His facial features were full of disappointment, I might go crawl under a rock. He didn't say anything else except point at the door. I took steady steps passed being careful not to look at his face again. As I walked my pitiful walk of shame, I could hear my father arguing with Principal Gilmore.

I un-locked my locker started to dump the contents into the bag. I began to mumble curses. That stupid Stacce Hall is going to pay.

As I cleaned my locker out I felt someone smack my back.

"Ow." I said in an emotionless tone, as I turned on my heel, I slammed the locker shut.

"You idiot!" It was Alexis and Dianna…of course. A few weeks and we became best friends.

"You could've waited after school to break her nose, hell, I would've helped." Dianna added laughing, pulling her pink and light brown hair into a poney tail.

Alexis shook her head, "There's no way Gilmore is going to let you stay in Forks High."

"I know."

Alexis sighed in frustration. "Guys, don't worry it's not like I'm dying or anything like that." Their eye widened, Oh Bad example…

I held my hands up infront of me, "Lex, D don't worry I'll be fine. What are the chances-" Dianna moved closer to me.

Her voice was hushed, "If you're in trouble, if there's an attack…you will call us. Any way possible." Her posture held authority. And what was that little problem I had? Oh ya.

"I can defend myself," Lexi's eyes were worried. At least if I died, I'd die knowing Lexi will avenge my death. How does death by icicle sound?

"You will call." Dianna said louder. Where's Mina when you need her.

"Ya Ya." I rolled my eyes. "Look I have to go, my dad will be out soon. Tell Stacce it's not over." With a quick good bye they shuffled away through the sea of teenagers.

I pulled my bag over my shoulder and walked out to my dad's cherry red new pick-up. Why is this thing so big I nearly had to jump to get in. I was not blessed with the amazing trait of height. I had been the tallest girl through elementary and middle school but now in high school, everyone towered over me.

Not to long afterwards, my dad got in with a slam.

"Papi, lo siento." I apologized in Spanish. I could feel the awful sting of tears.

"Ahora no" He responded eyes still on the road.

"pero, papi" I protested. He shook his head no. I would have to wait.

Slowly we drove up to our new house. The 'sold' sign was barely legible because of the endless down pours happened in this gloom town. It was a nice house enough space for the four of us.

I jumped out of truck and before I could even take a step, I heard my dad. "Vete a tu cuarto." To my room it is. I ran inside and up the stairs. Pushing boxes out of the way I jumped stomach down on to my bed. I could hear the video games from my brother's room. So much for being sick. I heard my dad take off his military boots and go up the stairs. Here it comes.

"¿Qué voy a hacer contigo?"He erupted. For those who don't speak Spanish let me translate. 'What am I going to do with you?'

"But, dad I-" He cut me off holding a hand up.

"¿Sabe usted cómo molesta a tu madre será?" His voice continued. 'Do you know how upset your mother will be?' He put his hands over his eyes.

"You said if she hits me first I could hit her back." He put his hands down, his eyes wide with anger.

"I knew she was giving you problems, but I was joking AND you broke her nose!" His accent was strong.

"That's okay it was fake anyways." I muttered looking at the plain sheets on my bed. He sighed sitting next to me. His laugh surprised me.

"Te quiero, mi niña." He said softly hugging me tightly. I don't think I have to translate that one.

"Papi, I'm-I'm so sorry." I said covering my face with his military jacket.

"I know mi niña." I let out a breath of relief. "But you're still grounded." I hung my head, I knew it was too good to be true.

"Are you going to send me back to London?" I looked at him, he was staring at the ceiling. "No, your mother wouldn't like that." He kept looking at the ceiling, abruptly he turned back to me. "You'll just have to transfer."

"Transfer? To where?"

"La Push High School." What?

"But-" I began to protest.

"No you're going." And that was that. He stood up and began to walk away.

"And my punishment?" I asked scared out of my mind.

He stood at the door. I couldn't see his face but I knew he was smiling. "No sé, pero voy a llegar a algo". He's going to think of something. He doesn't know now but he will.

Oh, Shit........

Later that night, my mother nearly fainted when she heard what I did. Her light skin was flushed and her short, dyed light brown hair with dark blond high lights was all tangled from a long day at the different stores. She was a regional manager. She of course yelled at me- I mean- lectured me on how irresponsible I was and then went to hyper mom mode and began checking I was okay. Heli-copter mom.

My dad already enrolled me and High school and I started tomorrow. Man, he works fast.

I walked up to my room. After rummaging through some boxes and changing into some pajamas, the demon walked into my room. My little brother, Jose.

"I heard you punched Stacce Hall in the nose." I glanced at him through the corner of my eye. My parents hadn't mentioned a name.

"How'd you know?"

"News travels fast." My brother is 3 years younger then. So he's 13 going on 14. Ugh.

"Whatever." I said pushing boxes away from my bed. His color shifting eyes watched me.

"What she say that made you so mad?"

"M.Y.O.B." He rolled his eyes.

"What are you five?" I laid down on my bed.

"Hey, when you leave can you turn the light off? Thanks." I turned away from my brother and stared at the clock on the shabby nightstand. I heard a frustrated growl and the lights turned off. Stomp, goes the prowling lion.

I shivered against the cold air that drifted from the window, I'm freezing but I need the smell of the outdoors…of nature always with me.

A new school.

Oh, by the gods, I'm gonna be a newbie.

Oh well, at least it'll be away from the posers at Forks.

"I guess it's going to be the real new start." With that said I drifted off.

Into the dreams of the night.

I'm Starting All over…AGAIN!

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