Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They only thing that I do own is the plot and only that. All the characters, their pasts and personalities are owned by Stephanie Meyer, the Author of the Twilight Saga! : ) xx

A/N: This is my First fan fiction, started on 9/07/10 at 6:17 pm. I hope everyone likes it. Read and review please hehe : ) xx ily


Chapter 1: Beforehand-Bella POV

Today was a new day. A fresh leaf. Let me tell you various things about me and my past. My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I prefer Bella however. I was born in Forks, Washington on September, 13 1998, which now makes me 21. My charming parents are Renee Dwyer and Charlie Swan. When I was only approaching 1 year of age my mother grasped me and took me away from Forks to Phoenix, and divorced my father because she disliked the coldness of Forks. Pretty lame if you ask me. I ought to say despite the fact that it was a long time ago I still get saddened by the fact that I don't have a happy family. From then on I sustained to visit my father each summer but I detested the cold and the rain so when I achieved an acceptable age of 12 I declined to visit him in Forks. We compromised. He accompanied me to places in America that consisted of the beautiful and warm sun. It was lovely to see him and I genuinely did enjoy myself where ever we went.

My mother as I have previously mentioned is Renee Dwyer, married to Phil Dwyer, my step father. Renee was an author and would write novels. She would right about 5 to 8 books each year. Phil plays ball for a living and even if I only like him as a friend he made sure Renee was in check, payed all the bills and overall had a delightful life. At times he would declare to me that he was in high spirits that Renee had me before she married him because I was like an experience he never had. I never in reality understood what he meant but every time I enquired he would tell me that when I grew up he would reveal the mystery behind the statement.

After they got married by a couple of weeks my mother decided she would start another family and hope it succeeded this time. First she gave birth to the most adorable boy I've ever seen. They called him Aaron Charlie Dwyer and he was born when I was almost 2. She said she wanted to remember my father somehow. Yeah right. 1 year later Hannah Marie Dwyer came to this world. And finally 7 years later Elliemay Drew Dwyer opened her eyes. Aaron was the brother I always wanted and he was the mature one and only having 2 years difference. Hannah was my best friend in ways more than one. She had a great taste in music and clothes. We shared the same middle name and that drew us closer than ever. But she understood me. We only had 3 years difference. But Elliemay, she was different. She is beautiful, happy and short. She has my curls and my mother's face. For some reason Phil internally detested her and I could sense it. Probably because she had no resemblance with him or maybe because she only clinged to me. I don't know. But I loved her as my own child.

At the moment Aaron is 19 and is in his second year of university studying to become an engineer. What a nerd! He is very tall, taller than anyone in the family and is handsome. He has brown unruly hair and a tanned face. Hannah is 18 and in her first year of university studying textiles and design wanting to become a fashion designer. She has light brown hair with blonde high lights throughout. Elliemay is 11 years of age and in year 6 of school. She's as tall as she needs to be in this age and has a very bright face. She has blue eyes, blonde hair and quite the stereotype. She's very skinny but she's the one that eats the most out of all of us. Although these people where my step-siblings I never thought of it that way. They were like my best friends that I never had in school. Every break we had Mum, Phil and Elliemay would come along with Charlie. Charlie tagged along because, even though Aaron, Hannah and Elliemay weren't his biological children, he loved them like his own. I was happy for him.

Aaron, Hannah and I attend La Trobe University in New York and I am in my final year of Psychology. We live in a modern house with 2 levels. The house consisted of 7 bedrooms each with an en suite, 2 living rooms, 2 guest rooms and 2 kitchens with a yard that can fit in another large sized house. It was what we wanted and we had bought it comfortably with all 3 wages combined , no loan.

Every room had all the necessary furniture with toiletries available in each of the 7 bathrooms. 6 of the 7 bedrooms consisted of a king bed, single bed, 2 bedside tables, 3 lamps, 2 closets that you can walk into like another room, a couple of chairs, a clock and a work desk. The largest bedroom was for me, Aaron and Hannah. We stopped using one bedroom each because we weren't used to it and didn't have that luxury in Renee's house. Our bedroom consisted of 3 double beds, 3 lamps, 3 bedside tables, 2 closets, 1 en suite, 3 comfortable pink chairs, a large clock and 3 hooks each. 1 closet was for me and Hannah and the other was for Aaron. Hannah and I didn't mind sharing and because we were approximately the same size we often shared our clothes when in need.

We didn't waste money, we use it wisely even though we had thousands at our feet. Phil makes a ridiculous amount each year and puts a third of it for us. Renee also made a lot of money and contributes a fair amount to us too. Charlie puts the most money for us. He said we deserved more but sometimes I would tell him not to give us any because he wasn't in a good financial position. he wouldn't argue because he knows we are right and knows that Renee and Phil are supporting us in every way.

Renee and Phil are like best mates. They also talk on the phone and are like family when they come over to our house. It has always been like that and always puzzles me. I never thought Charlie would get over what Renee did but when i asked him he answered this: 'I have forgotten what Renee did to me a long time ago. I forgave her when she gave me the liberty of seeing you, i forgave her when she gave me the chance to see her new kids and I forgave her when she forgave me. She'll never know this but I still love her. I'm making sure Phil keeps her Happy otherwise he's getting my fist in his face.' And with that he laughed. It was the sweetest thing i had heard and never knew how intense and misleading love can be.

This was Our life and we loved it!


So do you Like it? Please review for some ideas...i only have a plan in my head and i'm writing each chapter as it forms in my mind then i'm posting it...if any ideas are there please share
ily : ) xx