"Bella!" shouted my dad. "Rosalie! Come on! We have to catch your train!" He slammed the door shut to emphasize his point. We walked down holding our suitcases and rain jackets. We lived in Forks, one of the rainiest towns in the world.

Isabella Swan is my name. I prefer to be called Bella. Rosalie, who I call Rose, is my sister. She is in grade 12. I'm in grade 11. We are off to boarding school. Rose and I both got accepted to the Lansdale Academy in California. We recieved our acceptance three weeks ago.

"Can you believe it?" whispered Rose as we walked into the backseat of the car. "Lansdale Academy? I heard that's like the best school in the state!" She grinned. There was a rumor about her with this guy for the past month and it's been driving her crazy! The rumor said that they had some late night fun every night. Sometimes the rumors included me.

"Yeah like you're going to be worrying about school." I whispered so quietly that dad couldn't hear us. She is a total flirt. She's not one of those skanks though if that's what you're thinking. She is one of the nicest girls ever, even if she does like getting at guys. She won't cuss you off if you aren't obeying her, like a lot of sluts I know.

"Okay, really I heard there are hot guys at the school! I've been going to the chatrooms and I met this amazing guy! He's in grade 11 but I think it might work out!"

"A chatroom? Rose are you crazy? Watch when the guy turns out to be a girl or a rapist or something!"

"Oh Bella! Don't be overdramatic. I don't think rapist are allowed at the school!"

"So girls, are you guys ready to be on your own?" asked dad looking into the rearview mirror.

"Of course dad! It's going to be amazing!" I said. I told Rose to make sure I was the one talking. If she started talking she would probably start mentioning guys and then stuff that would make dad take her home before we even left.

"Did you see the brochures? The place is so beautiful! When we get there, Rose and I will go check out the science lab! I heard it's the best!"

He raised his eyebrow at us. Obviously he knew we were lying. "Come on, Rosalie. What are you really going to do there?" he asked.

"I told you dad, we were going to.." I started before he cut me off.

"Rosalie."

"Oh, I was, uh," she said getting nervous. She didn't want to go back to school! You have no idea how much she ruined the lockers and the girls property! "Check out the english class. I heard that they had... picture books. Great selection." She chuckled nervously.

"Okay, that I believe! And I probably do not want to hear what you were actually going to say, so I'll live with that." We sighed in relief. Rose can't leave! I can't survive alone! And neither can she at our old school.

"Bye girls." said dad wiping his cheeks. Aww! He was crying for us. "I love you!"

"We love you too!" We kissed him and grabbed our suitcases. We climbed into the train and took our seats. Dad got them side-by-side, and a two-seater. He knew exactly what Rose was going to do, flirt with guys, probably older. To get away from "the talk" something she doesn't need, considering she already had it, he just made it look like an accident. That's so cool of my dad.

We waved to him as we left. When he was out of sight we talked again. "So again, rapist. They aren't allowed at school!" said Rose.

"Are you sure? You might never know. I mean they could be undercover." I said.

"Yeah sure..." She rolled her eyes. "So pass me some chocolate." I gave her my box of caramels, the big packs I bought and managed to sneak on the train.

We sat and listened to our iPods.

TOOT! TOOT! The sound of the train's horn woke Rosalie and I up. We fallen asleep. The train ride was pretty long.

"Hey! We're almost there! Can you believe?" I asked as both Rose and I got off the train. We grabbed our suitcases and stuffed our rain jackets in it. California is hot!

"Do you see our driver guy?" Rosalie asked. Dad set up a guy to pick us up. He was supposed to be a teacher from the boarding school. I guess they really like us.

"I don't know. Wouldn't it be smart if dad told us how the teacher looked?" I asked. She agreed.

"Well... Look at that." said Rose and she pointed at a sign that read: "ISABELLA & ROSALIE SWAN"

We walked up to him. "Hello. I am Bella and this is Rosalie." I introduced.

"Hello! My name is Mr. Wantson. I'm the grade seven and eight science teacher." He gave us his hand and we shook it.

"So do you girls need some help with those bags?" he asked. We said no. We still don't know if he was a crazy physcopath or anything.

"So... What grades are you girls in?" he asked trying to make small talk. We answered.

He continued to ask things about our home and where we were from, but when he got to the last question, we were stumped.

"How is your family?" How could he be so insensitive?

"Well.. we live with our dad and auntie. Our mom died when..." I let the sentence hanging. It was a really hard topic for me, harder than for Rose.

"Oh... I'm so sorry for asking. I didn't know..." he said but just stayed quiet. An awkward silence filled the car.

Soon the awkward silence was too much for Rosalie.

"So Mr. Wantson... How about your family?" she asked.

"Well I'm married. I have two beautiful 6 year old twin girls. My wife stays with them in a home nearby the school. I go home there every night. My parents live a few miles away. Her parents live with us." he said and grinned. Maybe he thought it would make us feel better. It made us feel worse.

I guess Rose knows not to ask anymore question. The silence soon fell into a comfortable silence. Later we got to a forest. We heard our dad talking about how hidden it was. It wasn't too far though. Just 3 miles. Pretty easy to get out. If you had a map. If you didn't... Well you're screwed.

"Hey girls. We're there." said Mr. Wantson as he walked out of the car and went to the trunk. He got out our suitcases. We both got out after him and took our suitcases from him.

We looked at it. It was beautiful! There were many tall buildings, each with a sign on it. All of them were painted beige. The outside had a fountain with flowing water. The grass was green, exactly like something from 'Zoey 101'. The dorms were all set to one side.

"Oh my gosh!" shouted Rose. People stared. She ignored them.

"This place is amazing! Look at that! Oh my god! A mall? On school property?" she asked and pointed. "We HAVE to go there! Bella! Hurry!" She grabbed her bags and tried to run. I think they were too heavy for her.

"Rosalie! Slow down! We're going to get there. Either way, I want to check out my dorm first!" I said and started walking towards one of them. I realized I had no idea where my room was.

"Um... Mr. Wantson? Where is our room?" I asked.

"Oh. They never told you. You don't get to share a room. You guys have to get seperate ones. That is one of our policies. No siblings can share a room. Each grade will be on different floors."

"What? So that means Rosalie and I will have different buildings?" Oh no!

"Oh no that's not what I meant. You two will have the same building but just different rooms." Oh what a relief!

"Okay. So which one is it?" asked Rose. Never go between her and her malls.

"Well it's dorm Louise. Named after our second headmaster, Louise McKinley." He would've continued but he realized we weren't interested. "Well it's right over there." He pointed. "And Rose is room number 204 and Bella is 109. Bella is on the first floor. Rose is on the second floor. Not all the students will be in this dorm, there are many. Two students per room. Can you girls handle this yourselves?" he asked. He gave us our room keys as we nodded. "Okay. Well goodbye." We said our goodbyes to him.

We started our way to the dorm. We ignored everything around us. They were probably just staring at Rosalie anyways. We were just talking about how awesome Californa was! We weren't even taking notice in the cute guys, something that Rose would've done. Maybe she doesn't want any more rumors here to ruin her life.

When we got to Louise, I said bye to Rose. She said we could put away our stuff, change, then hit the mall for some better clothes. We only had long sleeved shirts.

When I got to my dorm I took out my key. I stuck it in and turned the handle. Then I nearly fainted!