AN 1: Hi. So this is just a random story that came to me. I figured having Bella Swan as a male character might be an interesting twist. At this point in time I'm still debating on the romantic pairings of the story... Any suggestions? That is if anyone is even reading *awkward laugh*... Tell me what you think of the idea... Male Bella AKA Alex going through some difficult memories and issues, eventually falling in love with someone if that fits your fancy :D Thanks for giving this a chance.
AN 2: This first bit isn't much but it sort of refers to some things in a subtle manner I hope. Also... Should I continue?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
Dear Diary,
I really hate the word diary… So from now on, whenever I write I shall refer to you as Chloe in honour of my best friend. I don't generally record my thoughts despite the number of years my mother attempted to get me to start a journal. I love the woman, but seriously. I'm not a writer. I hate expressing myself because I always end up hitting a wall and I can't articulate what I want. It's like I don't even understand the massive emotional bubble that always rises up to my chest when I try to feel. But that's another much more serious psychological conundrum. Back to the matter at heart: why I'm even writing to you in the first place. I'm lost Chloe. I don't know who I am or what I want. I swear my OCD is at a new level of OCD and my social skills are so detached. I've gotten so good at deceiving people that I can't tell the difference between what is true and what isn't. I guess it sort of came to mom's attention because now I'm being shipped off to live with my father. My parents divorced when I was three and I live with my mom and my stepdad, Phil. I love them I really do, but apparently I'm not much of a Phoenix guy… My mom thinks that I might really grow into who I am if I moved to Forks, Washington; the quiet atmosphere of the town might help me. Anyway, Chloe I trust you. I think… I figured it's time I documented my thoughts, seeing as it might help sort out my fucked up mind. Thanks for listening to this annoying ramble of thoughts. I'll get back to you soon Chloe… And… I miss you.
Yours,
Alexavier Nathaniel Swan
