Close Your Eyes and Jump
Disclaimer: All characters in this story belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Okay, this is my first fanfic, so if you have any advice or anything, please don't hesitate to put it on the review page.
Ch. 1- Surprises
Bella's POV
"I'll miss you, Bells," said Charlie, giving me an awkward one-armed hug.
"You too, Dad," I answered, shrugging out of his hug. "Well...see you in two months, I guess."
"Enjoy yourself, Bells."
"Thanks Dad."
I rolled my suitcase down the halls of the airport in Seattle. What had I agreed to? I hadn't seen my mom for more than two weeks since I moved to Forks about two years ago...and every time I did see her, her never-ending energy was almost too much for me to handle.
I missed her, and she obviously missed me, but she was happy with Phil around. But this summer Phil was coaching some baseball team in San Diego and wouldn't have a second to him, let alone to Renee, so she wasn't going with him. And because she's a kindergarten teacher, she had a whole summer to spend alone.
Of course, being my mother, that was not going to happen. So she called up Charlie to arrange for me to stay with her for the summer. Since I haven't seen her much, and Charlie was going to be busy with work, he agreed. I'm excited, but I was really looking forward to spending the summer in Forks doing...nothing. With my mom, you need to be busy every day.
I grabbed a piece of gum from the pack in my pocket and chewed it while I watched the Jacksonville flight creep up the boards.
"The eleven o'clock flight to Jacksonville is leaving in twenty five minutes. The eleven o'clock flight to Jacksonville is leaving in twenty five minutes," spoke the voice on the loudspeaker.
Well, here goes nothing, I thought.
A few hours later
"Bella! Bella, sweetie, I'm over here!"
I looked up to see my mom waving her arms frantically. I rolled my suitcase towards her, and was caught in a back-breaking hug.
"Hi, Mom," I choked.
"Oh, honey, how are you?" she asked, releasing me.
"Fine, I guess."
"Well that's good. Oh, sweetie, I have the best news!" Her whole face brightened up, and I forced a smile. This should be interesting.
"My good friend from high school, Esme Platt—you know her, right?"
I didn't, but I nodded anyway. My mom really didn't need an excuse to tell me long, boring stories from her wild high school days.
"Well, she's Esme Cullen now, but anyway, her and her family just moved to Jacksonville!"
"Wow, that's great, Mom."
"Oh, but that's not even the best part! She invited me to stay in her house—it's this huge, huge house right on the bay—and I told her about you and she said you can come too! So we're gonna stay in this gorgeous house with her for the summer!"
"Wow, that's great, Mom," I said, forcing a smile. "Umm, you said 'her and her family.' Who's in her family?"
"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot! Well, it's Esme, her husband Carlisle, their kids Alice and Edward, who are sixteen and seventeen, and their friends...I forget their friends' names though."
Damn. Kids my age. Well, one thing's for sure, this summer was definitely going to be... different.
Edward's POV
I hated moving.
I hated packing up my stuff and watching the movers break some of my CDs. I hated leaving my old curriculum in school and then starting over with one I had already done. I hated finally being somewhere where girls have finally learned my boundaries and to leave me alone then be uprooted again. I hated when Alice had finally found a good mall or something like that, and then we left and she had to find a new one again. And somehow I always got dragged to go with her.
Basically, I hated change. Especially the moving-kind. And of course, because my father, Carlisle, keeps getting promoted to different hospitals, I've lived...hmm...in St. Louis, Houston, Philadelphia, Stanford, San Francisco, Boston, Baltimore, Nashville, Chicago, and just recently, LA. Now, because my mother, Esme, doesn't like all the obnoxious people in LA (and neither do I, for that manner) we have decided to move to Jacksonville, so Carlisle can work at a nice hospital where it's a little more low-key and Esme can have her "nicer people."
Yeah, whatever. That's not even the best part.
So of course Esme's running to the supermarket and sees none other than some high school classmate, Renee-something-or-another. And being the super-friendly person that she is, of course Esme invites Renee to stay with us at our house for the summer (since it is gigantic). And Renee says sorry, her daughter's coming for the summer, and so of courseEsme invites this Renee to bring her daughter along.
Guess how old the girl is? Seventeen, of course.
Yeah. So this summer I'll be stuck with Alice AND Rosalie AND another hormonal, boy-crazy, shopping nut.
Oh, joy. Things don't get much better than that, right?
I sure loved surprises.
I know it's kinda short but I was just kinda introducing Bella and Edward.
Again, any suggestions/advice would be great.