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Chapter one.

BPV.

I awoke early that morning. Upon arriving in the kitchen I found Alice sitting there reading the fashion section of the news paper. She was drawing out designs for an award ceremony that she had to go to for becoming fashion editor of the year the next week. As she looked up she handed me a coffee sitting on the other side of the table.

"Freshly brewed…French Vanilla two sugars, just the way you like it!" Alice said as I took a sip.

"Thanks Alice!" I said taking a sip. Alice and I had been best friends since first grade when she first moved to Forks. She always seemed to know my favorite things even if I didn't tell her.

"Oh and watch out for the puddle of water over there…I spilt a cup of water this morning!" Alice said. Most people wouldn't think twice about it…I on the other hand always seemed to find things to fall on. I grabbed a paper towel to clean up.

"Is Rose up yet?" I asked while cleaning the spill. If there was anyone that I was closer to then Alice it was my friend Rosalie. We were almost like sisters.

" She's heading into the shower right now!" Alice said. A second later the water turned on. I always wondered how Alice did that.

" She better hurry or we're going to be late!" I said sticking some pieces of toast in the toaster. Alice, Rose and I all worked as editors in a publishing house. Alice headed up the fashion department…that is her department edited fashion magazines, Rose headed up the sports department…that is her department edited sports magazines, and I edited novels, my dream job. We lucked out that we had gotten jobs so close to home…Our families lived in a small town called Forks Washington and we had gotten jobs in Seattle so we were only a few hours away from home. We also lucked out that we had landed those jobs right after graduating from college.

Pulling into Klein's publishing house…I was thinking about all of the work that I had to do for the day. I had to meet with a potential submitter, one of three that were slated to come in that week and read the transcripts of three 300+ page novels. I was going to be in for a long day. The only saving grace was that in three weeks I had a two month vacation starting up. Alice, Rose and I had taken two months so that we could visit our families in Forks…we hadn't seen them in a while. We also lucked out in that Rose and I were extremely frugal so we had enough money to pay rent for those two months. Alice was a shoppaholic so we still had massive amounts of stuff in the apartment. She would of ran herself into the red if her parents hadn't set up a trust fund that kept her bank account high. Alice was the descendent of a line famous fashion designers. Her parents had a huge line of both formal and normal wear. From the way they lived though you would never had thought that they were rich. They drove a 1984 Toyota pickup truck and lived in a two story ranch house in the same neighborhood that I had grown up in. They still ran the line after Alice received the trust. Alice was living off a living trust ( a/n not sure if this is real but just go with it). Between the three of us we were all set for the two month vacation.

I walked into my office day dreaming of seeing my father again. Though I enjoyed living on my own I missed him very much. It would be good to see him again. Through the glass walls on either side of me I could see that Alice and Rose were thinking the same thing as me. They really missed their parents as well. As I sat down I pulled the first of three books out of the pile. I should of known when I read the title who wrote the book….but I was shocked when I saw the name at the bottom. It explained a lot.

"The Stiletto: A History Of High Heals…By : Alice M. Brandon" . I looked through the glass wall to see Alice giving me a thumbs up. The title was so Alice. By the end of the book I had to say that it kept me entertained. Learning how they invented straps was quite a story in and of itself. Alice was really good at details and should she ever write a fiction book, I thought that she had the talent to write a best seller. I smiled as I approved the story. I picked up the second book and was board to tears by it. I was going to have to send it back to the author. It was then that the title of the third book caught my eye. For a title it was actually quite interesting.

"The Ghosts Of Rainer…Author Unknown". So just great on top of everything I was going to have to now come up with a pen name for this book. As I read the book continued to draw me in. It talked about a haunting going on at a bed and breakfast called " The Cullens Bed and Breakfast." The book was so rupturing that I believed that it was a goldmine. It read like a "New York Times Best Seller", I would know…I edited some of those books and had them published. I grabbed my boss who was a publisher and had him read it. He agreed with me and had both Alice's and that book sent up to the publishing department immediately. Alice squealed when she saw them take her book.

"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!" Alice practically sang running out of the office.

"Alice I have a feeling that this place is real…can you look it up for me just to be sure?" I asked giving her the name. She had a half hour break coming up and I still had to tackle the new author.

"Sure no problem…what's the name?" Alice asked. I then gave it to her.

"Sounds cool…you know I would like to stay in a bed and breakfast some day…" Alice started up.

"Alice…not now!" I said shaking my head. I then walked back in and met with the client.

As the client was leaving he handed me his script. I had secured the deal with another author. Right after the client had walked out the door my phone rang. Looking at the id I recognized the number as my father…something had to be going on, he never called me at work.

"Hi dad whats up?" I asked.

"IM GETTING MARRIED!" Charlie practically shouted into the phone. I was half shocked…half amused, I mean I never thought that he would get married again. I looked over to see Rose practically doing cartwheels in her office. Her mother was my father's girlfriend…well now fiancée. She was an auburn version of Rosalie. She had helped my father out a lot during his divorce as his lawyer…she even got the evidence for Charlie to get custody of me. I lived with my mother for three months when I was ten years old.

Flashback

I was watching television in the ratty one bedroom apartment that I shared with my mother and her stripper/ baseball player boyfriend. The place was absolutely disgusting. our coffee table was filled with three month old moldy food and the kitchen was worse. It was like once my mother had gotten custody of me…she didn't care anymore. All I knew was that my mother was in the other room with Phil and from the sound of if…she was planning a vacation with out me.

"She's old enough to survive by herself…She does every night!" My mother said. She left me home every night of the three months that I was here while she went out to eat with friends…usually arriving home at one or two in the morning.

"She's ten years old!" Phil said. God he had taken better care of me…and he wasn't even related to me. The ensuing argument disguised the knock on the door. I went over to answer it. To my shock I found my friend Rose's mom Tasha sitting there with a briefcase and paper in hand. She had a huge smile on her face when she saw me. When she got a good look she took out a camera.

" I hoped that I didn't have to use this….Bella no offence but this place is no place for a child!" Tasha said as she took pictures.

"I'm returning you to your father…I just got him temporary custody yesterday though he doesn't know it yet…He's watching Rose…they think I'm on a out of state conference." Tasha said. It was then that my mother and Phil came out to investigate.

"What are you doing here?" My mother asked eyeing out the paper.

"Bella is going home to her father…she cant leave in these conditions, the cops are coming by the way to get you for neglect!" Tasha said.

"We haven't neglected her!" My mother said.

"Look at your house! Bella's wearing a shirt that's too small for most eight year olds…you go out every night and leave her here by her self!" Tasha said.

"She should of cleaned the house when we were gone….By the way how did you know?" My mother asked snidely.

"She's ten for crying out loud she shouldn't even be allowed near a stove and people noticed you with out your daughter!" It was then that the sirens grew louder. It was then that the police came in and Tasha took me out. I was going to see my father again. I missed him so much.

"When do I get to see my father again?" I asked.

"Soon…we have to get you cleaned up first…your lucky I brought one of Rose's outfits…it may be a little big but it'll have to do" Tasha said as we pulled into a hotel.

"You know your father cannot cook to save his life!" Tasha said as she was combing my hair.

"Yeah…dad burns everything!" I said

"Well he's gotten a little better…I taught him some meals so the court could grant him permanent custody…if that is what you want?" Tasha asked.

" That was all I wanted those three months!" I said.

"With those pictures then its settled they might ask who you want to live with though." Tasha said.

"I don't want to go back to that…I definitely want to live with Charlie" I said. A few hours later we were pulling into my drive way. Tasha opened the door we went into the living room.

"Tasha what the….BELLA?" Charlie called out happily.

"Surprise…you got temporary custody and after seeing that apartment we will definitely be filing for permanent custody!" Tasha said

"BABY I MISSED YOU COME HERE!" Charlie bellowed bending down. It was then that Rose came sprinting down the stairs.

"BELLA? MOMMY!" Rose said running towards us"

"BELLA YOUR BACK! WAIT TILL ALICE HEARS ABOUT THIS!" Rose said jumping up and down. ( I met Rose the same day that I met Alice)

End of flashback.

From then on I should of suspected that something was going on…I mean Rose and I had an abnormal amount of play dates while our parents "Chaperoned". It wasn't till a year later though that they broke the news to both of us on the same night that Charlie was granted permanent custody. Two weeks later Rose and Tasha moved in. I have heard of friendships being recked by parental dating but that did not happen for Rose and I. Perhaps sharing a room was the reason our friendship lasted. By the time that we graduated high school though we realized that the house was too small for four people. After all it did only have two bedrooms. Rose and I decided at that point

that once college was done we would find an apartment together. It was easy to get Alice in on the idea once we promised that she could furniture shop!

"When's the wedding?" I asked.

" In three weeks on Mt. Rainer Billy Black is officiating!" Charlie said. Dear god how long were they engaged.

"OH HELL NO…NOT WITH THAT PERVERTED SON OF HIS…HE KEPT ON FEELING ME UP AT THE LAST WEDDING WE WERE AT!" Alice shouted into the line , she picked up the phone after seeing Rose almost go insane. To save money Alice and my phones shared lines.

"Alright no Billy then…my deputy is a justice of the peace there anyways if I call I know that he'll do it.

"Would you be a bridesmaid though…Rose already said yes"

"Of course dad…like I wouldn't!" I said

"Alice too?"

"OF COURSE!" Alice practically sang into the phone

"Dad how long were you..?" I started to ask.

" I just asked her three hours ago!" Charlie said.

"Dad that's kind of a short engagement!" I said.

"Well considering both of our pasts ( Rose's father ran off with a female stripper turned ballerina) we thought that it would be better this way" Charlie said" Well it looked like I was spending part of my vacation going to a wedding!