A/N: I am sad to say that none of us shall ever own the characters of Twilight. Oh well.

Third and hopefully last re-post.

Chapter 1

Bella's POV

When Renee, my Mom, told me that Phil had yet another game but in Florida this time, I had realised that I had to make a decision. The sadness in her eyes seems to become more pronounced than it was on when Phil went off to his last game in California. Which is why I am now walking through the Sea-Tac airport looking for my Dad, Charlie. He is the Chief of Police in the small town of Forks. Aka, rain central. You want rain, well Forks has it.

"BELLA!" A voice bellowed out in joy.

I couldn't help but chuckle as Charlie came into view, he looked like a kid at Christmas he was so happy to see me. Which is interesting as my dad isn't one for showing his emotions. Not often anyway.

Making my way over to Charlie, without falling can you believe the luck, I don't waste time hugging him when we are in arm's length.

"Good to see you kiddo," Charlie said happily.

Breaking the hug Charlie picks up my suitcase, whilst throwing the other arm around my shoulders.

"You too Dad." I replied

Walking towards the car, I notice that Charlie shifts his wait a little.

"So," he started, and clearing his throat before continuing, "how's Renee?" he asked.

'Oh Dad.' I thought to myself sadly..

"She's good." I replied.

Why does he do this to himself? Charlie's never gotten over Renee, and I can't help but wonder if it may be more due to her taking me away from him. I love my Mom, I do. But god she's one selfish little bitch.

"Good. That's good," he mumbled, though it seemed to be more to himself than to me.

"How's Emmett?" I asked, hoping the change of topic would take his mind off of Renee.

Emmett Swan, my adoptive brother. Older than me by a mere five months, Charlie found Emmett trying to lift some candy from the local store when he was eight. After Emmett explained or rather shouted at the top of his lungs that he didn't have any parents and was living in the orphanage, Charlie decided that there was no way he would let that happen and adopted him.

"His great, out with his friends right now. I know you wanted to surprise him, you'll certainly do that," Charlie answered my question and sounded more cheerful

I couldn't help but smile. I think when Charlie adopted Emmett, Emmett saved Charlie in a way.

By the time we reached the car. My suitcase was quickly placed in the trunk of the cruiser whilst I got into the passenger seat. The two of us lapsed into a comfortable silence, until we left Seattle.

"I've got you enrolled at Forks High, you start Monday," Charlie told me as we passed the Welcome To Forks sign.

I smiled, though not all together enthused. I have to admit that starting a new school is something I'm not looking forward.

"Thanks dad." I replied, while silently starting to dread the first day. I couldn't help but wonder if Charlie would drop me off in the cruiser.

Oh God! Please don't have me be dropped off in the cruiser. Please. The only other way to guarantee being an out cast is if Charlie put a gun to one of their heads. Don't get me wrong, I've never enjoyed having the bitches and dicks of school trying to befriend you before stabbing you in the back, but I would actually like to make some friends and having Charlie take me to school in the police cruiser would be the worst form of social suicide. This would lead to Charlie talking to Renee, and Renee being the over-reacted child that she is will think that there is something wrong with me and force me to endure even more fucking therapy.

You see unlike most teenagers my age I have no desire to get pissed every other night, I am rather content staying in. But according to Renee and her circle of nosy friends it means that I obviously have some hidden desire to self harm myself, add that to my being a klutz and accidentally slicing my finger, just as Renee entered the kitchen. Well that was it. Renee flipped her shit. Crying and screaming hysterically. Going on and on about how I am so young, what possible reason could I have to end my own life? Blah, blah, blah. Which is why I was forced to spend five months with a shrink and Renee watching me like a hawk watches it's damn prey.

"Now don't worry, I won't be taking you to school in this thing everyday. I spoke to my friend Carlisle and his daughter Alice will be taking you until we can find you a car for yourself," Charlie informed me, almost as though he was reading my mind.

Charlie was getting me a car?

"Dad...thank you but you don't have to..." I began to stutter out.

"I know I don't have to Bells, but I want to. Besides, this way I have some piece of mind knowing that you have your own transportation," Charlie cut me off

I smiled again. This was the difference between Charlie and Renee. Charlie was always the parent, even though we spent most of our time talking on the phone and sending letters, he has trouble with e-mail apparently, the paternal instincts always show. Renee...well let's just say I don't think she can spell the word 'maternal'. Despite her meaning well.

"Thanks. So, tell me about Alice," I replied

Charlie just laughed.

"Oh don't worry about me telling you about Alice, I'd bet my yearly pay that she'll at the front door about ten minutes after we get home to meet you." Charlie retorted with a chuckle.

Now I was worried. I raise an eyebrow at him, waiting for further details0 but he didn't give them to me.

"Why would she show up at the door ten minutes after we get home?" I asked him

Suddenly his entire demeanour changed. He seemed nervous...no. Scared. Why?

"Well..I am best friends with her father Bells. I told them about you and they told Alice, who has been bugging me for a while now. Hell if it weren't for the fact that you've come to live with me, I'm sure she would have stole my cell phone and got your number from the contact list." Charlie answered, though there was a sense of nerves in his voice.

As he went into the explanation he became a little more relaxed. But I could tell, he was still worried. My gut was confirming it. However, I didn't want to run the risk of having a fight with my father not an hour of being back with him, so I let it slide. For now.

"OK. So you gonna tell me what this mysterious potentially phone stealing Alice is like or do I have to guess?" I asked.

Charlie laughed, I could hear the slight tension in his voice though.

"The best way to describe Alice would be...hyper. Very hyper." He replied

"Now I'm terrified. What kind of hyper level are we talking here? Drinks cola first thing in the morning, or inhales sugar instead of air?" I asked, I'm sure I looked terrified because I was certainly feeling it.

Charlie full out belly laughed at my question. Please be the first one, please be the first one.

"I'm afraid I'll have to say the second one is the closet to her hyper," he replied

Shit! Why me? I hate the hyper bitches, hyper means god damn shopping. Not to mention all that pain in the ass 'girl time', that's another thing that had Renee freaking out. I wasn't very close to any of the girls back in Phoenix and the idea of having wax put on my skin so some potential S&M closet lover could rip out my leg hair just had to mean I was a lesbian. That one kind of backfired though, because I asked her what was wrong with being a lesbian, the look of horror on her face was hilarious I have to say.

We spent the rest of the drive home in silence.

Sure enough two hours later and Charlie is pulling into the driveway, passing a black Jaguar as he did so.

"Emmett must have Jasper and Edward over." Charlie said, again this seemed to be more to himself than to me.

Jasper and Edward the two mystery friends of my brother. For some reason, despite asking, Emmett has only ever told me about what those three get up to together. I have asked about them wanting to know what kind of people they are, yeah I'm the worrier of the three of us, but Emmett never tells me. All he says is...

"Typical upbringing I guess. They don't really tell me much." Emmett's voice echoed in my mind.

Hmm. Perhaps I will be able to find out for myself now.

"Bells? You in there?" Charlie asked me, worry now etched on his face.

Jumping a little I come back to reality. With a little shake of my head, I get out of the cruiser.

"Sorry Dad, lost in thought." I replied

Charlie just chuckled and shook his own head. It was rather common for that to happen to me. While Charlie grabbed my suitcase from the trunk, I headed for the front door.

Walking through the front door I heard the sounds of Emmett's booming voice from the living room, there was also two other male voices, his mystery best friends would be my guess, and two female voices. One sounding like bells, while the other sounded rather annoyed.

"FOR GOD'S SAKE EMMETT WILL YOU SIT DOWN!" The voice snapped.

OK, who does she think she is yelling at my brother? Dropping my bag on the floor by the stairs I walk into the living room, where I find Emmett pacing back and forth. While his four friends are watching him, two annoyed and the other two just seem amused.

"So, anything interesting happen while I was in Phoenix?" I asked the room at large to announce my arrival

Emmett whipped around to look at me, his four friends on the other hand proceeded to jump out of their skin, well, almost. I could tell they were wondering who I was, I couldn't help but smirk at the shocked look on my big brother's face because Emmett was doing a very good impersonation of a fish.

"Aren't I gonna get a hug?" I asked.

The childish grin that I know and love suddenly broke out on Emmett's face and I found myself being chocked of air a few seconds later. Emmett is very well built, think pro wrestler type of build only without the gay outfits, though I make sure to never let my views on wrestling known around Emmett.

"Em...need...air..." I gasped out.

"Oops. Sorry Bells," Emmett replied sheepishly.

I just laughed at Emmett's bashful face as we broke apart.

"Where's Dad?" He asked

"Little help here. Christ Bells what did you put in this thing? Rocks?" Charlie's voice rang out throughout the house.

"Oh ha, ha." I replied sarcastically.

Emmett moved past me to help Charlie with my suitcase, with very little effort by the looks of things. The sound of a clearing throat behind me, as it always does, catches my attention quickly. Turning around I see a blonde chick glaring at me and I couldn't help but think super-model. This had to be Rosalie, the girl that Em's been secretly in love with since he laid eyes on her. Whether or not his finally found the balls to ask her out yet I don't know but I do know jealousy when I see it.

"You must be Rosalie. I'm Bella, Emmett's sister/keeper." I introduced myself while raising my hand for it to be shook.

Shock coloured her features, who the hell did she think I was?

"H...how did you know my name?" She stuttered out.

I shrugged.

"Em talks about you guys a lot, nice to see that his description of you was accurate," I answered

Her brows furrowed, and anger came flashing in her eyes.

"What description is that exactly?" She asked sternly.

"Oh you know. Blonde, hotter than Jessica Alba, and not to mention bitchy. Last part's my own assessment by the way," I replied with a smirk.

There was silence, everyone seemed to be holding their breath. What did nobody stand up to Rosalie or something? But the Ice Queen broke into a smile.

"You and I are gonna get along famously," she replied.

The two of us chuckled whilst everyone else seemed to release the breath they were holding. Looking around I saw one with red-brown type hair and green eyes sitting in Charlie's lounger, and what I can only declare to be a pixie sized girl sitting on his lap. Black spiky hair and brown-gold coloured eyes. Movement out of the corner of my eye had my head whipping around.

Holy shit. Honey blonde, just past 6ft, ice blue eyes and damn is he fine.

"Bella, this is my twin Jasper. The other two sitting in Charlie's chair are Edward and Alice Cullen. You'll be meeting our parents later tonight," Rosalie introduced us all.

I turned my attention back to Rosalie, whose got a knowing smirk on her face. Yeah, your twin's hot and I was staring. Not exactly blind here. Didn't stop the damn blush though. Drat.

"Hey squirt. Where do you want this shop you call a suitcase?" Charlie asked me in a huff, clearer out of breath.

Chuckling to myself I go and help Charlie and Emmett with taking my stuff up to my room.

Entering my room I find that it hasn't really changed much. I hear a slight cough behind me.

"We can redecorate if you want," Charlie said, I turned to find Charlie looking a little bashful.

"It's OK, maybe just re-arranged the furniture next weekend." I replied.

The sounds of the phone ringing cut through the suddenly awkward silence, someone answering the phone before.

"Charlie." A voice of honey broke cut through the silence this time.

I see my dad jump and turn to look at Jasper.

"My Dad needs to see you about that surprise for my Mom," he informed Charlie.

Normally that sentence wouldn't bother me, expect for the fact that Charlie paled. Why would he have that reaction?

"Of course," Charlie turned to look at me, "I'll pick up some pizza on my way home," he said, as though unsure I would still like it.

"YES! PIZZA!" Emmett's enthusiastic voice rang out from the doorway.

Emmett didn't seem to notice how pale Charlie was or if he did he didn't say anything about it. Instead he just addressed me.

"Come on Bells, lets watch a movie," Emmett told me

"I'll be right there Em," I replied.

"You kids behave yourselves, see you two later tonight," Charlie said before turning to take his leave.

"Alright Dad." I replied at the same time.

With that Charlie left, Emmett following him. Leaving Jasper and I alone, and Jasper seemed to be watching me intently for some reason.

"Yes?" I inquired

Jasper didn't say anything, instead he turned around and left. Well, rude much? After a few minutes I gave myself another mental shake before heading downstairs to join Emmett and his friends in watching a movie.

Throughout the whole movie I could feel Jasper's eyes on me. However whenever I would glance back at him, he simply turned away. Whenever I would ask if he wanted something from the kitchen I would always be met with silence. I was starting to get the impression that he didn't like me, especially when he would always reply to Emmett or the others. What was his deal? And why did those words to my father make Charlie pale like he'd seen a ghost?

As I come back downstairs from the bathroom I hear whisper yelling from the living room.

"What the hell is with you Jazz? Why are you acting like some arrogant prick towards my baby sis?" Emmett's angry voice drifted into the hall.

"You want her left out of this don't you Emmett? Well if she wants nothing to do with me and the rest of us then she will be left out of it. You want her safe so that's exactly what I'm doing. Protecting her, just like you asked me to," Jasper's angered voice snapped back

Leaning against the wall silently my mind begins to race. What the fuck is Emmett into? Why would he ask Jasper to 'protect me'? My mind was buzzing with so many thoughts that I didn't see Jasper coming into the hall, it didn't take me long to feel his glare though and boy was he glaring.

"How much of that did you hear?" Jasper demanded.

A/N: Hopefully third times the Charm with this story. Apologize for the inconvenience, the brain keeps going off in all different directions instead of just sticking with the stories I originally posted.

In regards to Revenge, I am waiting for my Beta to get back to me but I am still working on it. Also, in hopes of getting my brain to focus better I am also writing up two Vampire Diaries/Twilight stories. One is Bella/Damon and the other is Bella/Elijah, both will have the first two/three chapters posted within the next two weeks.