Music To My Ears

Chapter 1! yay. I just had this dream... and bam. You got this story. Lol. It will seem a lot like the original story in the beginning but I promise it will change soon! This is just the beginning. Reviews are nice :).

I do not own Twilight. I wish.


I hummed an unknown tune to myself, trying to cheer myself up. The deep green forest seemed dreary in the cold and wet drizzle. The Forks police car hummed gently as we rounded each turn smoothly. My hands clasped together on my lap as I sat rather uncomfortably in the leather passenger seat. The heat blowing from the dashboard made my extremely pale face flush a hot pink.

Charlie was driving me back from the airport to his house, where I would now reside. My mother, Renee, remarried to a minor league baseball played named Phil. He's been traveling around on the road quite a bit and I could see that Renee really wanted to be with him instead of staying at home with me. So I decided to move from Phoenix and come live with my father in Forks, Washington.

Forks was probably the wettest town in the United States and I didn't like how opposite it was to Phoenix, Arizona. I just had to stick it out though because I would be off to college in a year and a half. It's not that I minded Charlie because he kept his distance but the cold and wet is not for me.

Once we got to the house, it was around two in the afternoon. The grey clouds loomed overhead, hiding the shining sun that I missed so much. We carried my bags inside and set them in my new room. I figured I'd unpack later that night.

"Did you eat lunch yet?" I asked Charlie. He looked up at me curiously.

"No, I haven't…" Charlie looked at me suspiciously, probably thinking I'm the same cook as my mother.

"Don't worry. I'm nothing like Renee when it comes to cooking." I chuckled at all the memories I had of Renee in the kitchen when I was little.

I rummaged through the refrigerator and cabinets but only came up with a half empty bottle of ketchup, a container of milk, and various cans of soup dated from many, many years ago. My eyebrows knitted together.

"Charlie!" I called out to the living room where he decided to watch the sports channel. "Where's all the food?"

"Sorry, Bells! I forgot to mention that I can't cook for my life. I just go out to eat." He yelled back.

My frustrated expression stayed fixed on my face. I walked into the opening of the living room entrance and leaned against the arch, looking at Charlie.

"Well, in that case, we better go out for now. After, we'll have to make a stop at the grocery store. Come on." I sighed.

"Okay, sure." Charlie mumbled, his gaze still on the flat screen.

I rolled my eyes and went to the front door to put on my boots and a heavy coat. They were basically new because I never have the need for them in the sunny weather of Phoenix. Also, my old ones were too small since I hadn't seen Charlie for a few years.

I heard the sound of Charlie shuffling his way to the door. He tied up his boots, too, and swung on his coat. I opened the door and the breeze that sweep through immediately gave me goose bumps. I dragged my feet to the police cruiser and got in quickly. Charlie followed right behind me, locking the door on the way out. As if there were criminals in the Forks area who would try robbing the house of the police chief.

It took less than five minutes to arrive at the local diner. It looked very vintage from the outside. When we got inside, warmth spread over me, and the diner was half full with Forks residents. We sat down at a table near the booths as the waitress greeted Charlie and me.

"Hello, Chief Swan. I see your daughter has arrived. It's nice to meet you Isabella. Your father talks about you all the time. The whole town has been expecting you." She smiled at me.

I blushed, looking down at the laminated menu. "It's nice to meet you too. And the name is just Bella."

Charlie gave her a half-hearted smile and the waitress left to attend to other customers. He had a guilty look on his face for embarrassing me because he knew how much I hated attention.

Charlie ended up ordering steak and fries. I just ordered the salad. I wasn't really in the mood to eat now that I knew all of Forks was looking forward to my arrival.

After we ate and paid the bill, we got up and put our coats on. I heard someone call my name over all the chatter and I turned around.

There was a boy coming towards me that resembled something close to a golden retriever. I grimaced, knowing everyone would start welcoming me from now on.

"Hey, Isabella. I'm Mike. Mike Newton. I'd just like to welcome you to Forks." His smile glowed with anticipation at what I would say.

"Um, hi. Just call me Bella. Nice to meet you, Mike." I responded sheepishly.

"So, uh, I see you're leaving now, but I'll see you at school tomorrow!" Mike said. He grinned wider than the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. It was kind of creepy.

"Yeah… see you then." I mumbled, waving over my shoulder to him as Charlie and me walked out of the diner.

I sighed when we got out of there without another welcoming from a curious bystander and made my way quickly to the car. Charlie slid into the driver's seat and buckled up.

"So… what did you think of that Newton boy?" Charlie casually asked, turning the ignition on.

"He seemed really… friendly." I said slowly, thinking over our brief encounter.

"Yeah. Their whole family is a nice group of people." Charlie nodded in agreement while he pulled out of the parking lot. "By the way, you remember Billy Black?"

I thought back to when I last visited. "Oh yeah. He's from the reservation, right?"

Charlie's eyes lit up when I remembered. "Good. He and his son–"

"Jacob," I remember proudly.

"Right. They're coming over to drop something off. So, if you don't mind, could you finish your grocery shopping quickly? I don't want them waiting for too long." He explained.

"No problem." I said, completely forgetting that we were going shopping for food. I dreaded for when we would get there because it would be another perfect opportunity for someone to stop me in the freezer section and greet me.

Unconsciously, I began singing a song to myself. I didn't realize until Charlie started looking at me strangely. Thankfully, I wasn't singing a terribly depressing song that would alert Charlie to call a psychiatrist or something. It was rather happy. It told you that everything was going to be all right. Someday, you'd find yourself.

Eventually Charlie stopped giving me strange looks. It looked like he was actually enjoying my singing. It was comfortable as I sang quietly and a smile flirted on my lips.

Renee would always do the same thing. She'd start singing at random times but I loved it when she did. She had the loveliest voice and sometimes I'd find myself doing it too. I never thought I had much of a voice but I love singing too much to stop myself.

Soon, we got to the grocery store. It was right on the outskirts of the town. Most likely, teenagers around here wouldn't go with their parents grocery shopping. That eliminates any awkward conversation with soon-to-be classmates. Plus, if I split up from Charlie, people will be less likely to recognize me. I nodded in determination at my plan.

"Hey, Charlie. I was thinking. How about you just drop me off here and you go back to the house? I don't want Billy to be waiting for you. I'm going to buy a lot of food so it might take a while. Is that okay?" I suggested, confident in my plan.

He hesitated before agreeing. "When do you want me to come back?"

"In like 45 to 50 minutes." I said, concluding I would need time to find my way around.

"Alright. I'll be back, then. Oh, here's some money, too." Charlie said, taking out his wallet and handing me a bunch of bills. "That enough?"

I counted it up and decided it was enough. I got out and waved goodbye as he drove off.

I hurried inside the large white building and started my own type of shopping spree. I happily bounced through the aisles in my own world. I loved grocery shopping and picking out the best ingredients for my recipes. I was too caught up in everything and no one even bothered me. I paid for everything and walked outside.

I didn't spot the already familiar police cruiser. The bags were heavy so I took a seat on a bench in front of the laundry-mat next door. I looked at my watch and I was about ten minutes earlier than I planned. I sighed, shaking my head at myself for getting so caught up in everything.

I sat patiently for a couple minutes before a couple about my age walked out of the laundry-mat. I don't know if they were really a couple. I mean what couple goes on a date to the laundry-mat? I snickered at my own joke. The two teenagers glanced in my direction but ignored me the rest of their conversation.

The boy was extremely handsome. He had a pale, almost translucent, complexion and his messy bronze hair was heavenly. He was very tall and slim and his jaw line was perfect. His gaze was penetrating with unfathomable green eyes that could melt your soul.

However, the girl was nothing but ordinary. Even with all that make up, she was plain underneath, just like me. She had shoulder length brown hair and a sour expression. Her body was very average, almost boring. But apparently, there was something about her that the boy thought was good enough for him to hang around her.

I frowned; knowing the boy probably would never think I was special. I was almost jealous of the girl and looked straight ahead to make sure I wasn't staring.

I heard them start talking and I strained myself to hear them correctly. I know it wasn't right to ease drop but I was way too curious now.

"Don't ever think you can get away from me. After that little stunt of yours, you are still mine in this fucked up town. You got that?" Her voice made her way to my ear venomously.

Immediately, there was a response. This time, the voice was elegant and lovelier than anything I've ever heard before. "Of course not. I will never do it again. I was out of line that night. It won't happen again."

There was silence as I guessed this girl was probably swooning over how… entrancing he must be right now. I was glad I wasn't her or I would have dropped dead.

"Don't try to be charming with me right now. Seriously, if you're planning to get drunk enough to do something stupid, then tell me so I can be with you when that happens." She snapped back at him.

I heard the boy snort, something I couldn't imagine the boy doing. "Whatever. By the way, people don't plan on getting wasted. Maybe you should stop getting high in the backyard with Mike if you want to keep an eye on me." I could practically hear him roll his eyes. This wasn't the same perfect boy I was hearing ten seconds ago.

"I'm surprised you aren't jealous that I get high with Mike. Anything could happen." She mused, rather suggestively.

"You can't live without me." He said condescendingly. "You know it."

I saw Charlie's car pull up and I stood up hastily. I was way too confused by their conversation so I got out of there before my mind exploded. I hustled over to the car and got in.

Where students here really that bad? Who knew Forks High could party so hard? Not that I was planning on joining them anytime soon.

"Hey, Bells. You got everything?" Charlie asked, a little anxious to get back home.

"Yeah." I mumbled, thinking about the couple from before.

Charlie drove off hurriedly. "Were you waiting long?"

"Nope." I replied, staring out the window.

We got home quicker than I thought normal. Charlie was already out of the car and grabbing the bags from the back before I even got my seat unbuckled. I realized that there was an old red pick up truck parked on the side of the road. I got out and closed the door slowly, looking at it quizzically.

Charlie looked at me, grinning. "Do you like your homecoming present?"

My eyes grew wide and I started bouncing up and down like crazy. I nodded enthusiastically and ran over to it, nearly tripping over myself. I made sure that Charlie hadn't noticed my almost accident before turning my attention back to my new car. It was almost too perfect.

It was practical and it didn't really stand out. "Thanks, Charlie! I love it!" I looked at his happy expression.

"That's good. It used to be Billy's. Jacob fixed it up and now it's yours." Charlie looked back at the house with the bags still in his hands. "We better get back in. Billy and Jacob are in there. We're watching the game."

I realized why he had been so anxious before. "Oh sure. You go on ahead. I'll take the bags in."

"Okay! Thanks, Bells." He handed over the bags and jogged inside.

I smiled at the truck, at the bags, and at the house. It was a fine first day.


If you are confused, have no fear! You will be confuzzled no longer in future chapters. Sorry, but you have to wait. xD

I'm working on chapter 2. Jacob and Bella bonding in the next chapter. Don't worry, it's all BxE here. ;D Anyway, I don't know where this is gonna end. Should be interesting hehe.