Alright, so this is basically Twilight re-told (the first book). I might make sequels if people respond well. I didn't really like the character of Bella or some parts to the storyline. So I decided to make my own. It's all normal pairings by the way. Ironically enough, the idea for this story came to me in a dream. I'm going to try to make the storyline as close to my dream as possible.
Bella has lived with her adoptive parents for as long as she can remember, she and her adoptive family have been searching for Bella's birth parents for five years, until one day they find them. What secrets do they possess? Why did they give Bella away? And will something happen with a family friend?
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I awoke to the sound of rain thundering loudly against the rooftop, the windows rattling with the wind. This was typical weather for Forks, Washington State. For as long as I can remember I had lived here, but my adoptive parents told me otherwise. Charlie and Renee were wonderful people; I couldn't imagine better people for parents. They had taken me under their wing when I was just an infant, when I was dumped on the doorstep of an orphanage. Those were my beginnings, I took on their last name and they treated me as if I was genetically a daughter of theirs. But as I grew, I noticed I looked nothing like them, my hair, skin and eyes were nothing alike. My personality differed even more so, it was when I was thirteen years old that they told me the truth. Naturally, I was furious that they had kept this secret from me for so long, I only understood when they had told me their full story. About their devastation when the doctor told them they couldn't have children and how they had come to adopt me, and loved me as if one of their own.
I rolled out of bed reluctantly with a sigh, pushing the warm covers away from me. As I stepped out from the protection of my blankets I was hit with the cold, I gathered up clothes and headed to the bathroom for a shower. The warm water comforted me and I was reluctant to step out of the shower and into the now misty bathroom. I dried myself and put on my clothes, and opened the bathroom cupboard in search of the hairdryer. Drying my hair was a tedious task; I had long, thick and wavy mahogany coloured hair and it often took half an hour to dry properly. When I was finally done I headed down stairs, I sat myself on a chair and Mum placed a plate of pancakes in front of me. 'Thanks, Mum,' I said through my food. 'You're welcome, Bella,' she said, wiping the kitchen counter top with a cloth. Dad padded downstairs then, already dressed in his uniform. He was Police Chief Dwyer to the good people of Forks, and a highly respected member of the community. Mum was an elementary school teacher, they both earned a respectable wage and usually lived quite comfortably in today's standards.
'Morning, Bells,' said Dad, seating himself at the table and picking up a newspaper.
'Morning, Dad.' I said, dumping my plate in the sink and picked up my textbooks and backpack from the sofa, 'I'm off to school,' I announced, Mum and Dad called out goodbyes after me. I bowed my head as I walked through the rain, shielding my face with a maths textbook. I got into my car, it was a used Toyota Yaris, I turned the ignition and started the heater. I held my hands in front of the vents trying to warm up my frozen fingers. After my hands had de-numbed from the cold I drove out of the driveway, and began my way to school. The drive was not far, but today I took extra caution as the roads today were slick and slippery with rain. Across a particular road was a fallen tree, traffic slowed around that area but once I had passed the drive was smooth.
I arrived at school earlier than usual and parked in my usual spot beneath a sagging willow tree, Forks High School was small, and looked more like a collection of brick buildings rather than a school. The winds picked up outside again, the trees were leaning to the east and students clutched their beanies to their heads and tightened their scarves around their necks. Not wanting to step out of the now toasty car I propped my feet up on the dashboard and turned on the radio. I lowered the volume until it was barely audible and breathed a sigh of comfort.
This school was where I spent five monotonous days a week; I had a small collection of friends. There was Nora, Taryn, Fedora, Kayla, Tania, Ramona and Sadie.
Nora was tall and willowy, she was shy most of the time and preferred to keep things to herself. She had elbow length dark blonde hair and grey eyes. Taryn was an interesting character, she was small and had bouncy red curls, she seemed to have boundless energy and her infectious laugh drew people in she was often surrounded by a large group of admirers.
Fedora and Kayla were alike in personality, outrageous and talkative. Fedora, who we often nicknamed, Dora had shoulder length chocolate brown hair; she was tall and good at most sports. Kayla was short and had a long cascade of silky golden hair. Tania and Ramona usually paired off together in most activities; they were both artsy and creative. Tania had long black hair and black framed spectacles, Ramona had short, dark brown hair cropped closely to her face.
Sadie was easily smaller than all of us; she had shoulder length black hair and thin spectacles. She was shy and kept to herself, but when prompted was extremely interesting. She was usually seen burrowed in a book or sketching in her notepad.
The clock on my dashboard told me I had ten minutes until class began, I picked up my folder and swung my bag across my back, I held the folder in front of me, shielding my face and hair from the rain. I jogged across the parking lot, noticing a shiny, new Volvo. I expected new comers to the school. When I reached cover I wiped the cover off my folder with my sleeve, hoping that none of my books had gotten wet. I pushed through the small crowd of students towards my next class, spotting Sadie leaned against a pole, staring into the distance, clearly not seeing the same thing.
I walked up to her and poked her lightly on the shoulder, she woke from her reverie, shaking her head. 'Sorry, hey Bella,' she said and smiled, setting her dark brown eyes on my sea-green ones.
'Hey, what do you have first period?' I asked.
'Maths, you?'
'Science,' I announced, 'I'll see you at break then,' I said and walked to the direction of my first class.