Hey guys! So updates aren't going to be regular – and I'm sorry.

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Bella's P.O.V.

"Maria! Maria get in here!" I scream at the top of my lungs. She's always late with my breakfast, but today she's the latest she's ever been. I hear a knock on my door, before letting her in.

"Finally! What took you so long Maria? Do you realise that I have one day left here and you're still not upping your game? Look at me!" she lifts her eyes from her feet and looks at me coldly.

"Mr and Mrs Halt let me come in late today. My little Josie is on a flight to a new school and I needed to take her there. I'm sorry, I thought you knew,"

I'm silent for a while before looking at my tray. "The croissant smells good. Thank you." She smiles at me, almost taken aback.

"Um...wow okay, it's a pleasure Miss Bella, it really is," she smiled softly before closing the door behind her. I pulled the tray over the royal blue satin duvet and tuck in. before I know it, I have to wash and the hardest part – pick an outfit. I would ask Maria to do it but she doesn't know how to handle my designer couture and quite frankly, her style is dreadful. There isn't much she can do since she's the help, and aprons are what she must wear. I wouldn't survive if she showed up in all orange or something.

I sprint in and out the automated shower, towel up, moisturize, do my make-up and head to my revolving closet. I love the feeling of the fur carpet beneath my toes. I decide to pull out a pair of leather peep-toe heels, a nude thin shirt, a nude under top, an emerald necklace and ripped leather jeans. I curled my fly-aways and pulled my curly brown locks into a high pony. I touched up my lips with red MAC lipstick, swung my bag over my shoulder, spritzed Chanel No.5 then headed out. Maria opened the door for me, said her goodbyes and before I knew it, I was at school.

School is such a breeze for me. Everyone likes me, everyone wants to be me. I step out of my blue Merc and hear all the freshman's whistling at me. Of course I look hot, but every morning without fail, they always whistle. That is until my boyfriend Chase comes along. "Hey babe," he smiles at me. I can't help it. Every time that emerald-eyed blonde hunk of muscle speaks I melt.

"Um, hey babe," I smile, before leaning in to kiss him.

"Woah, you look hot! Come with me." I follow him into school, earning looks of jealousy from the brats in the hallway. I love that look. It proves what I said earlier; everyone wants to be me. It's everyone's dream to kiss Chase Cameron, football captain. He is the jock, as in, teenage crush material.

"Where are you taking me babe?" I ask, confused as to why he's dragging me, knowing very well I'm wearing Prada heels.

"Babe, I know today is your last day and I don't know what it means for us, but while we still have each other, I want you to know that I love you. A lot." I look up and see the gym filled with helium balloons, scaled with cheerleader each holding a plaque spelling "Goodbye Bella, I love you". I could've fainted right there. I wasn't about to cry because this mascara was crazy expensive, but dammit this boy made me feel so special all the time.

"Oh my God, Chase! You did all this?" I jumped up to kiss him, all the cheerleaders clapping and shooting confetti. He'd never get to take me to prom, he'd never get to see me graduate, he'll never see me walk these hallways again. Suddenly, the tears brimmed the tips of my eyelids and I let them fall. I was never going to kiss, hug, touch, see, Chase Cameron again. He wasn't like the typical jock. He has a heart and he seems to have mine too.

"Please Bella, don't cry please," he pleaded, making the tears fall down quicker. I looked up into those emerald green eyes that held all the memories we shared. I couldn't help but want to stay, I couldn't leave. I was only leaving because my parents said it would be good for college since I wasn't exactly the brightest spark.

"I'm so sorry baby, I didn't mean to, it's just that, this is it you know, and I need you." He engulfed me in a hug, the scent of his musk invading my nostrils, making me feel numb in his touch. He pulled away from me, placing a kiss on my forehead. "Time for class munch."

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I lay in bed, unable to feel anything but sadness. I was about to leave everyone I loved behind. Everything that defined my life. Chase, Maria, mom and dad, everyone. Even those annoying freshman boys somehow made my day. Everything that happened at Hilton High was my life, and I was leaving it all behind. I don't quite know how to digest this. I'm toast. I won't have admirers at this new school and quite frankly, they probably won't have style quite like mine. I mean, does that mean I'm going to have to eat cafeteria food all day? I'm going to gain so much weight! And what about all my hair and nail appointments. They better not start classes early because my facial routine takes an hour- without the make-up.

The thing that hurt me the most was leaving Chase. I mean forget about the fact that I can't have him and love him and all, what bothers me is that some needy, desperate girl is going to be all over him in no time. I didn't realise how much I loved him until now. Anyway, I need to sleep because tomorrow is going to be a seriously long day.

I wake up grudgingly. I get through the daily routine but today, I pull out a faded ripped jumpsuit accompanied by a chunky gold necklace, a white bandana and black wedges. I'm so done I don't even wing my eyeliner.

"Bella, it's time to go!" Maria calls, opening the door for me. I take one last look around my room, kiss my hand and wave it goodbye. No more all-nighters, no more ragers, no more Chase, no more life. I step into the limo and fall into a deep but comfortable silence. The chauffer helps me unload my suitcase onto the carrier once we get to the airport and stays there until I've walked through the gates to the plane. I look back at him and wave goodbye. I don't know why, I never bothered to ask his name, but I felt I had to wave goodbye, if that was the least I could do.

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"You can walk straight through to the hall Miss Halt. Someone will tend to you there." Tend to me? That sounded...inhumane. I don't care how fancy they say this place was. They definitely Photoshopped the images on the website that had made me feel better, but now I'm freaking out all over again. It's all olden and pastel looking. Really creepy. I mean of course I want to be the best but I can't expose my couture stuff to this horsey, country, forest barren land. I mean there's literally nothing except for a pond. A forest and a stream nearby. I hope they have real showers, because I won't survive in that stream. I really miss home right now. I dig into my bag for my phone and find that there isn't any signal here.

Great. Just great.

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Hey guys... So I just wanted to clarify that later, this is all going to be in Tyler's P.O.V. For now you're gonna get all the perspectives, just so that you can understand these characters (and see how accurate Tyler can judge their character).

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