Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, and I am not using this for personal or monetary gain.

A/N: Finally I've found my inspiration. I've decided to write a multi chapter story, and after a lot of thought I've found my idea. The characters are All Human and it's basically just a normal story with our favourite characters. I want to try to make it as realistic as possible and so I'm drawing on my own personal experiences to write this. Hopefully you'll enjoy it and remember; I love reviews! Now that the long-winded introduction is done, on with the story!

Inevitable

Chapter 1: The Swing

BELLA POV

Creak, creak, creak.

The old swings covered with aged rust creaked eerily as I swung. Occasionally bits of that rust would come raining down on my head and I would have to run my fingers through my hair again to make sure it was out. The sun was setting at my back and the darkness was in front of me. I could see my shadow in the sand as I pumped my legs back and forth to get more height.

This was what I loved about going to the park later in the evening. It was silent, mostly empty, and I could just sit on the swing and think. That's what I did best; think. I stared at my shadow and thought of everything that was going on in my life. Sometimes I just listened to my music, other times I preferred the silence. All that really mattered was that I could truly be alone.

Tonight I was thinking about the house with the yard adjacent to mine. It had been empty for many years; I could remember when my brother and I used to play in it. We'd play hide and seek and tag and all those other games we used to play as little children. Our parents would tell us to stay away but we never could, our curiosity always got the better of us and after a while we were allowed to go. I hadn't yet seen who was moving in, all there was so far was the neon SOLD! sign on the front lawn.

I started thinking about the time when I moved back to this neighbourhood and to my childhood house. It was a couple months ago, after my parents announced that they were moving out to California to live out their retirement. They gave the house to my brother and I, and we moved back to go to school here. Before we had been sharing a one bedroom flat in Halifax and going to school at Dartmouth. It hadn't been comfortable living arrangements, but my brother and I were very close so we hadn't had any problems. But we obviously jumped at the chance to live in this house again; we could go to school at Laurentian and still attain the goals we made when we left.

Speaking of my brother, he was walking down the sidewalk toward me as I swung on the swings. Even from this distance I could tell that it was him. Jasper was tall and blonde, whereas I was shorter and brunette. His eyes were blue, mine were brown. In almost every aspect we were different, except for the fact that we were both quiet and loved literature. Most often, nobody could tell that we were even twins, only our friends could tell the difference.

"Hey Bella," Jasper said sitting in the swing beside mine.

"Hey Jasper," I replied, slowing down and coming to a stop. Jasper normally left me alone when I was here, he must have an important reason for coming. We sat in a comfortable silence for a minute and I knew he would soon speak.

"So the new neighbours are here," he began, looking at me.

"Oh yeah? What are they like?"

"I'm not sure, I haven't spoken to them yet," Jasper answered. "All I know is that there are 4 of them, 2 girls and 2 guys. Two of them are definitely a couple; they couldn't keep their hands off each other. But the other two looked faintly disgusted, and it didn't seem like they were together in that sense."

"Do you think they're going to be a rowdy gang?" I asked, hoping Jasper would say no. When we were in Halifax our neighbours were real partiers, and all night long we could hear them going at it. It wasn't a pleasant thing when you're trying to study for midterm exams.

"Nah I don't really think so," he said. "They seemed quiet enough, and they weren't whooping and hollering like the ones in Halifax that you're thinking of."

"How'd you know that's what I was thinking of?" I asked dryly, grinning at him. Another weird thing about Jasper and I; we knew what the other was thinking of most of the time.

He grinned back at me and didn't say anything about it. Instead he told me, "I'm going to go back home now, I just wanted to let you know that they were here. See you at home later."

"Alright," I replied as he stood up and starting walking back in the direction of the house. I watched him walk away and smiled. That was my Jasper, always looking out for me.

I continued to sit there, not feeling like swinging anymore, but not willing to go back to the house either. I didn't have any aversion to Jasper or the house; I just liked sitting here on my swing. I let my mind wander to the news about our new neighbours.

So there were four of them and two were together. That left one guy and one girl who were single. Or maybe not single, maybe they had a significant other that hadn't moved in with them. That was always a possibility. No matter what the situation was I was excited to meet them. They must be somewhere around our age.

I was very deep in thought when I heard a creaking noise come from my left. I didn't bother looking, it was almost completely dark out now, and it was probably just from the breeze. I started to swing myself a little bit and I felt the rush of wind blow across my face. I kept pumping my legs, back and forth, back and forth, and soon I as swinging as high as the trees. During one of the swings up my stomach wobbled and I laughed at the strange feeling.

Soon I slowed back down, still laughing and I came to a stop. I sat there in the swing trying to catch my breath for a few moments and I was aware of more creaks beside me, until suddenly they too stopped. The wind was really blowing and my hair was blowing all over the place.

Suddenly I felt a tap on my left shoulder. I froze, knowing that this certainly wasn't the wind. I turned slowly and came face to face with a person.

"Agh!" I gasped, jumping up from my swing and facing the newcomer. To my dismay, he simply laughed.

"Sorry for scaring you," he said simply. "I had heard the creaky swings and I saw you here. I was swinging on this one here but you didn't even see me." He gestured to the left swing. So the creak wasn't even caused by the wind at all.

"It's alright," I answered calmly, though my heart was just getting back to its normal pace. "Do you mind if I ask who you are?"

"I'm Edward Cullen," he said. "I just moved in that house over there." He pointed to the old house next to mine.

"Oh so you're one of the kids that moved in the old house?" I clarified, wanting to make sure that I was right.

"Yup," he replied, still smiling at me. "Aren't you cold?"

I shivered then, I hadn't noticed how cold it was. "Yeah just a little bit."

"May I walk you home then if you're leaving?" He asked.

"Sure," I answered, wanting to tease him a bit. I still didn't know what he looked like, it was too dark outside to tell. I walked in the direction of my house, wondering what he was thinking.

When I reached his house he said, "So I thought I was walking you home."

I laughed and told him, "You did, see you later." And I walked into my own house. I turned on the outside light and I saw him still standing there outside.

"Do you and your friends want to come over?" I asked him, feeling like being polite. They were our neighbours now after all, and it was only eight o'clock.

"Sure if you want. We'll be over in a few minutes," he told me and turned and went into his own house. I went into the den to look for Jasper. I found him sitting on the couch watching hockey.

"Hey Jasper," I said as I passed, going to my room to hang up my jacket.

"Hey Bella," he called back to me.

"We have some company coming," I told him, walking back into the den and sitting beside him.

"Oh really?" He asked. "Who is it?"

"Our new neighbours," I replied.

"Really? That's great. I wanted to meet them. How'd you invite them?"

"I met one of them at the park," I explained.

"That's great," Jasper said. "When are they coming?"

"In a couple minutes," I answered.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"That would them," I said to Jasper and got up to answer the door.

A/N: So there's chapter 1. I wrote in the car, during one of my many quiet times, and I hope you liked it. I'll try to post new chapters as often as I can; I already have general ideas so it shouldn't be too hard. I'm still not sure how long it's going to be, we'll have to see. Anyway, please review!

--x Lauren