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Argument
BPOV
When I got into the Cullen house I was amazed. The house was mansion-like. Especially just being in my own crappy house I didn't think a house so beautiful was possible.
"Mom! We're home!" screamed Emmett when we got home. Wow he was loud.
"Welcome back sweethearts! I'm in the kitchen!"
We walked into the kitchen and a sweet smell instantly hit my nose.
"Why hello. Who is your friend?" asked Edward's mom. I, of course, didn't reply because I was too busy looking at whatever was on the stove. Plain vegetables and soup can get really nasty after a while.
"That is the loser who Alice and Edward had to save. Jasper, Emmett, and I hate her and hoped that she was going to stay in her crap house. Well I guess you don't get what you wish for." spat Rose.
I heard what she said but kept my mouth shut. No need to create a scene.
"Rose! You don't use that language in our house! Especially to a guest!" she said harshly to Rose. "Hello sweetie. My name is Esme. How are you?" she asked to me nicely.
"I'm good." I whispered. I did not want to touch her because of my nasty dirty hands.
"Well mom. This is Bella. She's in my spanish class. Her bike broke down on her way home and we gave her a ride here." Please don't ask that question...
"Why didn't you take her home? Not that I'm not happy you made a new friend. Where are your parents?" Esme asked.
"Dead." I replied. Well she wanted the truth probably. Her fault for asking.
"Oh. I'm so sorry." she said with sympathy in her voice.
"That's okay. They died long time ago so it really doesn't matter anymore..." I said. I am so lying. Of course it matters.
"Well... who's been taking care of you for the last couple of years?" she asked.
I was about to say 'Don't start asking questions if all your going to give me is sympathy." but I didn't. That would be rude. Instead I said... "That excuse for a guardian for the past 12 years. So it is way more than a couple. But thanks for asking." Why am I so mean??
"OKAY ENOUGH!" screamed Rose. "First you make me sit in a car with you! Then you sit on my boyfriend! Then you come to my house! And now your being rude to my mother when all she wanted was to help you! Can you be anymore of a bitch??"
The tears were about to spring but instead I blew!
"Me? A bitch?! You've got this amazing house. You've got an amazing family. No problems that money will not buy you. Your rich. You can afford things. I can't! I have the right to blow whenever someone askes me about my life. My life at the age of 6 is something you can call an actual family, an actual life. Now it's just... garbage. You pretend that your this girl without family, a boy friend, and your appearance. Pretend your me. A loner who nobody likes. Now would you want this beautiful blonde girl to be calling you a bitch? Making you feel bad? I DO NOT THINK SO!" I shouted.
I practically saw steam coming out of Rose.
"Bella... you better go... now!" screamed Jasper. I did what he told me to. I walked to the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Edward and tugged on my hood.
"Out?" I asked as if it were a question.
"Nope. Upstairs in Alice's room... now." I walked slowly up. What's there upstairs for me? More sympathy? More mean bitches? I don't want either.
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Argument
BPOV
When I got into the Cullen house I was amazed. The house was mansion-like. Especially just being in my own crappy house I didn't think a house so beautiful was possible.
"Mom! We're home!" screamed Emmett when we got home. Wow he was loud.
"Welcome back sweethearts! I'm in the kitchen!"
We walked into the kitchen and a sweet smell instantly hit my nose.
"Why hello. Who is your friend?" asked Edward's mom. I, of course, didn't reply because I was too busy looking at whatever was on the stove. Plain vegetables and soup can get really nasty after a while.
"That is the loser who Alice and Edward had to save. Jasper, Emmett, and I hate her and hoped that she was going to stay in her crap house. Well I guess you don't get what you wish for." spat Rose.
I heard what she said but kept my mouth shut. No need to create a scene.
"Rose! You don't use that language in our house! Especially to a guest!" she said harshly to Rose. "Hello sweetie. My name is Esme. How are you?" she asked to me nicely.
"I'm good." I whispered. I did not want to touch her because of my nasty dirty hands.
"Well mom. This is Bella. She's in my spanish class. Her bike broke down on her way home and we gave her a ride here." Please don't ask that question...
"Why didn't you take her home? Not that I'm not happy you made a new friend. Where are your parents?" Esme asked.
"Dead." I replied. Well she wanted the truth probably. Her fault for asking.
"Oh. I'm so sorry." she said with sympathy in her voice.
"That's okay. They died long time ago so it really doesn't matter anymore..." I said. I am so lying. Of course it matters.
"Well... who's been taking care of you for the last couple of years?" she asked.
I was about to say 'Don't start asking questions if all your going to give me is sympathy." but I didn't. That would be rude. Instead I said... "That excuse for a guardian for the past 12 years. So it is way more than a couple. But thanks for asking." Why am I so mean??
"OKAY ENOUGH!" screamed Rose. "First you make me sit in a car with you! Then you sit on my boyfriend! Then you come to my house! And now your being rude to my mother when all she wanted was to help you! Can you be anymore of a bitch??"
The tears were about to spring but instead I blew!
"Me? A bitch?! You've got this amazing house. You've got an amazing family. No problems that money will not buy you. Your rich. You can afford things. I can't! I have the right to blow whenever someone askes me about my life. My life at the age of 6 is something you can call an actual family, an actual life. Now it's just... garbage. You pretend that your this girl without family, a boy friend, and your appearance. Pretend your me. A loner who nobody likes. Now would you want this beautiful blonde girl to be calling you a bitch? Making you feel bad? I DO NOT THINK SO!" I shouted.
I practically saw steam coming out of Rose.
"Bella... you better go... now!" screamed Jasper. I did what he told me to. I walked to the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Edward and tugged on my hood.
"Out?" I asked as if it were a question.
"Nope. Upstairs in Alice's room... now." I walked slowly up. What's there upstairs for me? More sympathy? More mean bitches? I don't want either.
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