Protection

Everything has it downfall. When I said everything, I mean everything. Seriously, why am I the only kid that is being stuck in this house for almost eighteen years now? Yes I know that my birthday is coming up, but that's just a year away so why the hell people are making such a ruckus of it? Seriously, just because we are rich….No, just because the Swan family is rich, it doesn't mean that they can just throw cheese and crackers everywhere just so they can celebrate my 18th a year early. To hell with that, besides I don't need any more presents than the ones that I've received not so many months ago. Hell, if they were going to bake me another cake I know that I'm going to throw up. Those cakes taste repulsive I tell you, utterly repulsive. They taste nothing like fat cream with a touch of sponge. And what's up with the decoration of a Virgo? That's just more cream to taste.

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I prefer Bella more than my full first name. It's a mouthful, and I certainly don't want to go down the street hearing a mouthful of my name being pronounced. Actually, that won't happen since I'm being trapped in this big of a mansion that my dad, Charlie, called a house. Why am I being trapped in this mansion? Well it's for my protection, as he likes to call it. Seriously, I can take care of myself. I always beat him up when we train together in the gym. He said that one day I can surpass him as being a secret agent. No dad, that's not my dream job. I prefer something that is less dangerous and more social time, because I'm not getting enough!

It's a Saturday afternoon, and I'm pretty much just sitting here on the sofa, watching the TV screen as a show called 'One Tree Hill' is being played. Why can't I be like them? Well not the dramatic duo or trio like Lucas, Peyton and Brooke. Really, those three should just share one guy, if they're into threesome and such. I just want to have a normal life, like the one that they're sharing. Being able to go to a public school, being able to go about and shop without anyone guarding you, being able to make friends, being able to socialize. I crave that, I crave all of that. You see, I can't get any of that because my dad, Charlie, is a secret agent; one of the best. I'm his only daughter, and my mom has to live here with us too. Renee doesn't complain as much as me, since it looks like she enjoys being a housewife. If Charlie thinks that when I'm of age, he's going to pick a guy for me to marry and I just go with it, then he is so damn wrong. I prefer to marry someone that I love, not someone that he picks right off the floor.

Charlie is rushing back and forth, trying to find one damn shoe. It's under the couch, hello?! Oh right, I'm sitting here, hehe. I reach down and grab the shoe, and hold it up high in the air for him to see. I see him glancing around frantically, before his eyes lock down on what I'm holding. He grins and makes a few long strides towards me then grabs the shoe, putting it on his sock-covered foot.

"Thanks, Bells." He says and leans down to place a quick kiss on my forehead. I know that he's off again to do one of those dangerous missions. Every time he goes away, it would take him ages to come back.

"How long are you going for?" I ask him, watching him swooshing around to get his gear. I don't see why he is in such a hurry, really, all he ever needs is a gun. A pretty damn good gun at that.

"I don't know." Comes his reply, and I sigh. It's always the same answer.

"Three months, six months, a year?" I suggest, and already grimacing at the long separation that me and my dad are going to have.

"Three months at the least." He answers as he zooms inside the living room. I frown, three months is a long time and who am I supposed to talk to in that time?

"Who am I going to talk to during that time?" I ask. He pauses and turns around, looking over at me with a quirk eyebrow. Oh now he's giving me that look that says 'I'm insane'? Give me a break, will ya?

"Bella, you have your mother and you have the housemaids, not to mention you'd be busy studying." He says, and I know that he's catching on what I'm trying to say. What I'm trying to ask him for almost two years now. I. Wanted. Out.

"Dad…" I start, but it looks like he isn't going to have none of it.

"No, Bella. I've already said no. You know it isn't safe for you to start going to a public school. Everywhere you turn, there'll be danger."

Oh, I'm not giving up. The hell I am! "I can take care of myself dad. Please, do you want me to rot inside this…house?" I ask irritably, flailing my arms about the living room. It's huge, and this is where we have all of our parties at, the living room. It's a surprise that Charlie and Renee know a lot of people, and I? None.

"I'd rather you rot here then die out there, Isabella." He says sternly and I cringe at the full name he is using. Alright, two can play at this game.

I stand up suddenly, my eyes locking onto his chocolate ones. I know that neither of us is going to back down, and since we're both stubborn, he's going to be late. Not that I'd care. "Then let me go and get a gun, and shoot myself in the head because I'm going insane just staying in here, Charlie. I don't want to be trapped anymore. I want to be free. I want to actually have real friends. You're the only friend that I have, Charlie, because when you're gone I've lost a friend. Do you want me to suicide? Because I can do that, right in front of you. Do you want that, Charlie?" I ask, sneering at his name every chance I get.

He cringes at his name being rolls off of my tongue in a harsh tone. Come on dad, give in already. I know I've already won this round. Do I need to hire six cheerleaders just to cheer for me, while I take you down? Give in, give in, give in, for the love of God give in!

"Fine, but if there's anything happen to you, you have to take care of yourself since you seem to decide that you can." He says, his eyes hardened but I grin. I've won, fuck yes I did.

I squeal in joy as I bounce on the spot. He rolls his eyes and chuckles at me. One look at the father clock, and he curses. "Dang, I'm going to be late. Enroll yourself in a school nearby, I don't have time to do it. I'll be back soon, I love you Bells."

With that, he merely rushes out the door, while I wave at him in bitter sadness, I just hate to watch him go. I hear his car being open and shut, so I run out as fast as I can. The automatic gate is sliding open, while his car slowly backing down towards the street. I wave at him again, and see that he's smiling at me through the dark tinted window. "I love you dad! Come back soon!" I shout, and I hope that he'd heard me.

When the car is out of sight, I run back into the house and start looking at the school I want to go to. Actually, I've already done that, all I need is to ring them and enroll. It's a piece of cake, and Renee can help me with this. So grabbing whatever that I need for Renee to make the phone call, I rush over to her, and of course she's trying to catch a tan. Not that it would work, I can't even catch a tan much less her. Really mom, you should give up until you're sunburn.

"Mom, can you call this school and enroll me in? Oh, and after that can you call my tutor and tell him that I'd be going to a public school and that I don't need him anymore?" I ask as I stop beside her, holding the phone in one hand while the other holding both the school and my tutor's number.

She looks up at me, raises one eyebrow but doesn't question me. She knows that I've talked to Charlie, so I guess it's all good that she doesn't question me. She takes the phone and looks at the school's name, then raises an eyebrow at me again. "Beverly Hills High?"

I roll my eyes at her, of course I want to go there, not because it's big, it's because it's close and not that far. "Yea, unless you want me to go across the world to study." I respond sarcastically and she chuckles.

"I'll make a call now, and are you okay with the subjects that you'll be learning? I mean the same subjects as you'll be learning at home."

"Yea, I'm okay with that." I answer with a grin, and she smiles at me before dialing the number.

Half an hour later

"You start on Monday." She says, finally hanging up the phone.

I practically jump on the spot, while chanting 'Yay! Yay! Yay!' over and over. I stop only to lean down and place a quick kiss on her cheek, before rushing off to start packing for my first day of school on Monday. I know it's crazy for packing your school stuff this early, but I can't help it. I've prepared for this for the last couple of years, and finally I get to be where I want to be the most; a public school. Now I know that there will be some obstacles, and some drama – as I've seen on TV – and some danger. But if I could avoid all of that, then I'd be fine. Yep, put on that positive attitude and I'm going to be fine. Now I just can't wait for Monday, and I can't wait to socialize with people. Most of all, I just can't wait to make friends. This is the best present that Charlie could have given me. I don't even know why he didn't give me it earlier. Overprotective Father.

A/N: I know that the summary might not explain much, so I'm going to type more here.

The story is just about danger, love, and drama. And of course it's gonna be involving Alice and Bella. Bella is a rich girl that has been trapped in her 'house' 17 years since Charlie is a secret agent and everyone is after his head, almost everyone. Alice is just your normal teenager, rich but not richer than Bella, popular amongst the students and beautiful. Alice is an artist, the most popular artist at the school, so that's where she gets her popularity from; her art. Bella keeps her family secret from Alice, not wanting her to get involve since she doesn't want to get her hurt. And Alice finds Bella intriguing, and not to mention attractive. Bella and Alice get pull together, but neither of them know that they're falling for each other. Alice is willing to do whatever Bella wants, but Bella is putting herself at a safe distance so that Alice can be safe. But it's not really great when she keeps getting into trouble/danger.

And think that's enough for now. Lol. Enjoy my first chapter. And yes, it's gonna be placed at Beverly Hills. =]