《WILD CHILD • Emmett Cullen》1953
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Celeste's P.O.V.
God if there's one thing in life I hate more than the heat it's waking up at 6:30 in the morning because I have to share a shower with Bella. But alas I refuse to shower after her she uses all the hot water. So up and into the shower I go.
I wonder if people here actually care what they wear. The boys at Rez don't but then again they run around half naked. Ok let's find some clothes so I can get ready and go to my second personal hell. ok this and now I need shoes. Ah ha. Docs.
"Morning pops." I say as I walk into the kitchen, he respond using a grunt, he is caveman. I pity anyone who can read my mind. I grab a green apple, because any others are gross and sit down. And here we have a wild Celeste who narrates her whole life in her head in her natural habitat.
"Alright, I'm off." Dad says as he gets stands from the table. "I'll see you at the diner for dinner later." I nod at him. "Have good day at school and tell Bells I said good luck."
"I will dad. Love you."
"Love you too." And he's gone. Wonder if anything interesting will happen in Forks today. This just in a bear chases cop car down the street, and oh wait it's not a bear just your local drunk man. Ha like this town is that exciting. And here comes the clutz.
"Morning sunshine." I say to Bella as she walks in. "Dad went to work already." She just nods and sits down to eat her cereal. God she hasn't even said anything and yet there's now a awkward silence. How she does it I'll never know. "So first day of Forks high. You ready?" I ask knowing she's gonna hate the attention.
"Can't really be that bad can it?" She asks me.
"True. Do you me to wait for you or can I leave now?" I ask her. I don't want to leave her high and dry. What kind of twin would I be if I did that? Eh either way I'm amazing.
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"You can go. I'll see you at school." I just nod and kiss her forehead and I'm out the door. I get into my car and turn her on. Ha I turned her on. God I'm a twelve year old little boy. Ahh how I've missed you Ruby. I start the drive to school, what a shame it's only like 10 minutes away, I would love to drive for hours.
"Home of the Spartans here I come." I mutter to myself as I get out of the car. I grab my bag from the passenger seat and closer the door.
"Dude this car is dope." I turn to face the voice and see 3 people standing by the front of my car. How the hell did I miss that?
"Thanks." I say, I don't even know who complimented the car.
"Hi I'm Alexandra, call me Alex though." The voice says. Or Alex I guess. Hey she's got taste in cars I'll give her that and her eyes are pretty, well all of her is. "This is Vivian and Conner." She says pointing to the two people behind her, they both smile and wave. Wow more pretty people.
"Hey I'm Celeste." I say as I walk closer to them. Because a bitch can't hear.
"We know." The boy, Conner, says. "Aren't there supposed to be two of you?" He asks me.
"Yea my sister Bella. She's on her way got her own ride." I tell them. "Hey can you guys tell me where the main office is? I need my schedule."
"We'll do you one better." The girl Vivian says. "We'll take you. Help you avoid all the gossip people." Hey man that's nice.
"True. I hear Yorkie wants to make you front page." Conner tells me.I'm sorry huh.
"Front page?"
"Of the schools new paper." Alex tells me as she links arms with me and starts leading me to the main office.
"Um that's weird." I say because honestly what the fuck. Why would they put me in a new paper for the school that really has nothing for school.
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"Yea but that's how they operate." Whos they.
"She means their whole group. Trust us when you see them you'll know." Vivian cuts in. Well there the answer. "Luckily for you they don't come near us.they think we're weird and delinquents. " Hmmm my kind of people.
"Ah so they're the preps and jocks?" I ask. They all just nod.
"Here's the main office. We'll wait out here." Alex says. Oh look at that it's small. Just like this town. Well here goes nothing.
"Hi I'm Celeste Swan. I need my schedule." I tell the lady with a sweet smile. Always better to be nice so they think you do no wrong. She tells me all the things I need and a bunch of extra shit that I really didn't pay attention too. "Thank you." I say and leave.
"Give me your schedule." Alex says as she grabs it from me. Pushy pushy. "Nice you have all your classes with me." Nice indeed.
"Cool man. What do we have now then?" I ask.
"History. Which we are also in." Vivian says. And it's this way." Well then lead the way.
"Looks like Cullens got a seat partner." Conner says.
"Who?" And why does he call people by their last names. At least I think it's their last names.
"Emmett Cullen. He's the only person who sits alone." Alex says she glaces at me. "Not anymore I guess." I just nod. Well how bad can it be. They walk into the classroom and I'm forced to follow and I go up to the teacher and do the whole hi I'm blah blah blah, ha vampire, blah blah blah.
"Well Celeste, I'm your history teacher Mr. Danes." I shake his hand and he looks around the classroom. "Have seat next to Mr. Cullen. Mr. Cullen raise your hand." A buff dude with dark hair raises his hand. I walk over and sit down. At least I sit in the very back Alright man let's history in this bitch.
I look around the classroom to see that Alex is only one seat in front of me. And the other two are all the way in the front. Ha nerds. Wait is my brain really programed to think that sitting in the back means your a nerd. Wow American society everyone. Gods once again I pity anyone who can read my mind. Alright history let's pay attention now.
"The bombing of Pearl Harbor occurred on what date? Anyone? Ms. Jamie?" He asks looking at Alex, she just shakes her head. But he's still waiting for an answer.
"December 7th, 1941." I answer.
"Thank you Ms. Jamie."
"Anytime sir." I lean back in my chair.
"What year was the Civil rights act?"
"1964." I say. Mr. Danes looks at me like he's surprised I spoke out again. "I'm good with dates."
"Are you now?" I nod at him. "Let's test that. Keep it to the year." Ohh a challenge.
"Fall of Berlin Wall."
"1989." Come at me bro.
"JFK."
"1963."
"Martin Luther King." Jr bitch.
"1968."
"Lincoln."
"1865."
"Roe Vs Wade."
"1973."
"Brown Vs Board."
"1954."
"Korean War."
"1950 to 1953" Mr. Dane lets out a laugh that I raise my eyebrow at.
"The Korean War ended in 52." Um no. You're wrong.
"Actually it ended in 53." I put my head in my hand on my desk. "If you're confused sir I'm sure you can look it up." God no wonder all my old teachers hated me.
"She right it ended in 53." A kid says as he points to the textbook. Danes goes and looks at it.
"Well it appears you're correct Ms. Swan." He walks away grumbling something. Alex silently claps for me and I wink at her. The bells rings and we're off.
"So what class do we have next?" I ask.
"English." Fun.
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My friend is making me rewatch vampire diaries so I stole this from them because it's funny.
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