God daughter

Isabella Parker, (doesn't like to be called Bella) has a hard life. She only has one parent (her dad), has an average grade of a C and doesn't have any close friends. She's not bullied by one person, she's bullied by the whole school. What happens when the worst thing possible happens? What happens when her life totally switches gears. Will things work out or will crash and burn? Will she survive this change or will she run away? Read it to find out......... This IS a Justin Bieber fan fic!

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1. Normal days (aka bad days)

Isabella's POV

 

Dad: Bella, 15 minutes till the bus is here!

 

I slightly opened up my eyes. I looked at the clock,....... SHIT!

 

I hopped out of my bed and ran into my closet.

 

Clothes:

 

I threw on my normal clothes that I usually were, Jean shorts and a over sized sweat shirt, for shoes I'm wearing purple ankle high convers. I put my hair in my usual messy bun.

 

Then I ran down my stairs........

 

Wait, before I get to a head of my self........ Hey, I'm Isabella. I hate being called Bella, it just sounds so gay for me. If you are going to call me anything call me Izzy or Isabella, NOT BELLA! I'm more of a tom boy then a girly girl. I was very young when my mother died. I loved my mom, I really did....... but she would abuse me. She was always depressed and would take it out on me.

The cause of her death, was that she comment suicide. I was 8.

I live in Colorado, I like the coldness. There's not a lot of sun where I live, but I'm still tan. I'm half French.

 

But anyways this what I look like:

I have dirty blond hair (it's pretty much brown), I'm 5'4", I would say that I am skinny but I also have a good shape, that I cover up with my over sized clothes. I'm 17 years old. I have blue/green eyes. I love to sing and dance but I'm a total cluts and I have no rhythm. So pretty much the only thing I I'm good at is being a person..... actually I'm not good at that either.

 

When I got to the 4th to the bottom stair, I jump. I look like a little kid doing that, but I say I'm a 5 year old stuck in a 17 year old body.

 

Dad: morning Bella.

 

I rolled my eye's at how my dad said Bella, when he knew I hate being called Bella.

 

Izzy: You know I hate that name!

Dad: yeah, but Izzy seems to teenagerish.

Izzy: that's because I kinda am teenagerish.

 

He smiled at me. He says I'll always be his "little Bella".

 

Dad: oh, there is toast in the toaster.

 

He gave me a kiss on the forehead and began to walk to the door.

 

Izzy: thanks,..... LOVE YOU!

Dad: LOVE YOU TOO BELLA BOO!

 

He calls me that to, I hate both of those names.

 

I went to the kitchen and the toast popped up from the toaster. It was black and burnt. Just my luck..... I took the pieces of toast out of the toaster.

 

Izzy: shit, shit, SHIT!

 

I yelped, because I burnt my fingers.

 

I looked out the window and I saw the bus pull up at the bus stop, that was luckily right by my house.

 

I grabbed a orange and ran out the door.

 

The bus lady opened up the door. She hates me.

 

bbd (bitch bus driver): Your late.

 

She has no exasperation to her to her voice.

 

Izzy: sorry Beth.

bbd: That's Mrs. Anderson to you.

 

I really didn't give a shit.

 

Izzy: Mrs.? your married?

 

she rolled her eyes at me.

 

bbd: take your seat Parker.

 

Parkers my last name. I walked back....Yes! barley anyone was on the bus. It's Monday and all the partiers party over the weekends, and sleep in on Monday's.

 

I walked to the back of the bus. Two more stops and we will reach are destination...... HELL, aka High school.

 

We were almost to school when Clair walked on the bus. She's my only dissent girl-friend.

 

Clair: hey nigga!

Izzy: Kick ass!

 

We made up names for each other all the time.

 

I pealed open my orange.

 

Izzy: Want half

Clair: Nah.

 

I ate my orange, I still have the peals.

 

Izzy: what the fuck do I do with these?

Clair: Window.

 

She pointed to my window, with one hand, she is on her phone.

 

I looked up to see if Beth was looking. She wasn't. Then I turned my attention to the window and through out the orange peals. Right are I sat down I heard the most irritating voice ever.

 

bbd: Parker! That's a detection!

Izzy: what!?

 

We were at school so I walked up to get off. She handed my a pink slip, which was a detention slip.

 

bbd: happy early birthday!

Izzy: uggh!!

 

I stomped off the bus with Clair close behind. When we got in school I had to go all the way down to my locker to get my stuff then I had to go to the top level and go to my first class....... Math! I hate math!

 

Clair: Bye Bitch!

Izzy: see ya skank!

 

Then off I went to my locker.

 

 

* * *

 

Detention is at the end of the day and bus detention for my school is 20 minutes longer. So I will miss the late bus.

 

I went into the room and there was like 15 other people in here. I went and sat at the back corner.

 

35 minutes passed, of me drawing pictures of all the teachers in fat version.

I laughed to myself.

 

Then a man assistant that worked in the office came in with at note in his hands. The teacher read it.

 

Teacher: oh, uh, Isabella your wanted in the office.

 

I grabbed my stuff and started to walk down the ally of desk.

 

Izzy: yes! anything to get me out of this shit.

I whispered to myself.

 

I walked down the hall to the office.

 

There were police and the principle was standing there talking to them.

 

Principle: oh my that's horrible...

 

Izzy: umm hello?

 

They turned their attention to me.

 

Principle: oh sweetie, I'm afraid we have some bad news for you.

She said to me with some water in her eyes. Miss. Lately was not the kind of person to show affection. Something really bad must have happened.

 

Izzy: what?

Police: I'm sorry to say but, your father has been in a car accident and-

Izzy: wait what?!

 

I was crying already.

 

Izzy: he's okay right?!

 

Police: They tried.

 

Izzy: noooo!!!

 

Miss. Lately grabbed me before I fell on the floor crying.

 

I'm done, this is it. Nothing will be the same. I'll never have a normal life ever again. What's the point to live? What's the point? I have no one else............

 

 

 

A/N: hey gi's here is my new movella I hope you liked the first Chapter. BTW I love the name Bella and Bella boo its just that Isabella doesn't like the names................... So what's next? Will she try and take her life? Will Justin come in her life? Fav, fan, like and comment! P.S. This is a Justin Bieber fan fiction. And Justin will come in the story soon. Thx <3

 

Luv u gi's!

 

ox

   jUS10_2611

 

 

 

 

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