Every few days, Bella would contact the survivors of Flight 180 via MSN. She remembered the number 40 vividly, as it resonated with the biblical story of Noah’s Ark, where it rained for 40 days—a number symbolizing death in the Bible.
In other words, forty days after the plane crash, the so-called Grim Reaper would start killing again, targeting all the survivors who had initially escaped death.
Whether the Reaper would kill in the order of the passengers’ seats or follow some new pattern remained unknown. Bella knew her core motive was to stop this from happening.
A month of vacation quickly passed, and seeing Bella emerge from her gloom—almost explosively in good spirits—Charlie urged her to return to school.
Four years of high school followed by college was many parents’ expectation for their children here.
Bella was looking forward to college, too. In this era, the internet was still in its infancy, and many resources could only be found in university libraries.
She needed to attend college to further her knowledge and build her mental world.
During the month, Bella had flipped through books, and her psychic abilities helped her recall knowledge she had learned and mastered in her past life.
A quick review, a few read-throughs of her textbooks, and exams like the SAT or ACT were no trouble.
However, these tests only accounted for a third of the college admissions factors. Regular homework scores, lab scores, class participation, and even attendance were all part of the equation.
Colleges also evaluated whether students were active in extracurricular activities, including sports, arts, technology, and on-campus and off-campus activities. Some schools even required some volunteer work and part-time job hours.
Volunteering was one thing, but sometimes it meant building houses for African Americans!
This exasperated Bella. Were all the U.S. Department of Education officials crazy? Had they lost their minds? Did she travel all this way to build houses for African Americans? It would make more sense for them to build homes for her!
The original Bella’s decision to marry and become a vampire right after high school at age eighteen wasn’t without reason. Given her poor social experiences, she wouldn’t have been able to attend college!
The current Bella could overturn some of these disadvantages, but it was still a bit late. She planned to use the aftermath of Flight 180 to make a name for herself.
Saving people was her true intention, and so was gaining fame—there was no contradiction between the two.
American universities were very enthusiastic about celebrities. When it came to celebrities, their admission standards would plummet dramatically. Not participating in social activities was a minor issue; even if she had burned down the houses of African Americans, they would likely look the other way!
Exactly one month after the Flight 180 accident, Bella officially began her high school career at Forks High.
Forks High had only 357 students; now, with Bella, the count was 358.
Forks Town bore many characteristics of an American small town, notably its isolation. If such a town were haunted, invaded by aliens, or controlled by some evil cult, it would take weeks before the outside world would learn of it.
The kids grew up together, as did their parents and grandparents.
They knew each other very well, and Bella, a girl from a big city, faced extreme ostracism.
With just over 300 students, the school naturally lacked amenities like buses and uniforms.
Bella had spent the past month wandering around the town and had seen the school from a distance, but today was her first visit.
Forks High was right by the highway; if you didn’t know better, you couldn’t tell it was a school from the outside.
Beyond a low wall were a few trees and bushes, and inside, rows of chestnut-colored brick buildings that, depending on your view, could be called nostalgic or just plain old.
Charlie had already handled the transfer paperwork, so Bella needed to attend.
At the administrative office, she received her schedule and school map.
The middle-aged female staff member was so enthusiastic that Bella felt uncomfortable.
The woman marked the locations of Bella’s classrooms on the map according to her schedule, numbering them 1-2-3-4 and connecting them with black arrows from start to finish.
This left Bella speechless; she felt like she was starting kindergarten, not high school!
What terrible impression had her predecessor left in Forks Town by age fourteen? The kind attitude of the middle-aged teacher was not an attempt to get close to her but rather a kind of keeping distance.
“I’ve taken care of you. Now you can go bother someone else,” seemed the message.
Bella shook her head, sighing over her predecessor’s poor social standing.
She picked up her books in the morning and attended an English class.
Yes, there were English classes here, though they felt more like language arts classes from her past life, always focusing on reading comprehension and essay analysis.
Then, Bella realized a problem: her English skills were inconsistent!
The class discussed “Wuthering Heights,” a book she had heard of, but she was lost when the teacher began detailing a specific passage. Which part was he talking about? Who was involved in the story again?!
Flipping the book back and forth, it was only after asking her classmate that she found the passage the teacher discussed.
The morning passed in a blur, and her dreams of dominating Forks High were dashed by reality; the timing wasn’t right, and she had much to learn.
In the afternoon came a class that students worldwide typically enjoy: Physical Education.
However, due to the limited teaching staff at Forks High, the PE classes were exceptionally intense, with four consecutive sessions in one afternoon!
The boys played basketball, and the girls played volleyball. With a “let’s forget studying and just have fun” tone, the PE teacher led everyone to the gym.
“What? We need four years of PE classes here!” In the girls’ locker room, Bella asked a few girls and learned about Forks’ stringent requirements: high school students must take PE every year for four years.
Back in her previous life’s school, this was unheard of. When she first arrived, she learned that Arizona only had PE for two years, and the rest was for academics or extracurricular activities. Schools that had four continuous years of PE were exceedingly rare; it’s unbelievable to play this much empty-headed and still think about college!
Though she criticized internally, Bella kept her doubts to herself. Here, being labeled as non-athletic or a nerd meant isolation.
So, PE it was! “Just wait until I dominate,” she thought.
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