Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Twilight, but I do own my characters and the plot line.

Prologue

Mum and dad were arguing loudly in the front seat, over something petty no no doubt. I tried to zone out and ignore their raised voices voices as I gingerly layer my head against the backseat headrest. The roads are thick with snow of them, obviously where no car had driven, the middle of the road hadn't been gritted yet and was slick with ice. I attempted to think nothing of our stylish red Saab slip and slide, but my fathers distraction wasn't exactly comforting.

We are moving to Forks, Washington, I still can't believe it, here I have friends, a handsome boyfriend, here I am popular, there I 'll be nothing. My mind drifted to our house back in Kendal, Cumbria, a beautiful countryside mansion, the multi-coloured, spraypainted walls of my bedroom, my gigantic walk-in wardrobe. I even had my first kiss at that house, hell, I've had my first everything in that house. And now, we're moving across the freaking world, a visit, I would comprehend, but actually living there, is there even a half-decent clothes store. No, there isn't one in Kendal, but every two weeks I had my annual trip to London.

Oh no, I just realized, I have to go to school there, I hope I get to go to school on the reservation, then at least I'd know my cousins, Leah and Seth Clearwater. We were close as children, but we haven't been there in about 4 years. My dad is Harry Clearwater's younger brother, Sean Clearwater, Harry is Seth and Leah's dad, but he's gone now, sadly died of a heart attack. Seth is 15 and Leah's 19, so Leah won't go to school, which is quite unfortuate as I was always closer with her. I'm 17, starting half way through their year and second 'semester'. I'm going to miss my friend Leon so much, my boyfriend as well, but not as much, I love Leon, I wouldn't say that I love my boyfriend, not yet anyway. We have gone all the way, but if i'm being honest, it wasn't great. We have decided to take a 'break', as I'm leaving, but we might get properly back together if he comes to see me, or I 're still sort of together, basically, we can't 'get' with someone else while I'm away, hmm, what if- the only noise I heard was the defeaning screech of tires stewing against ice, the sound associated with ultimate panic. I didn't have time to scream, move, or even breathe, until there was no feeling, nothing, nothing at all, only the darkness surrounding my body as I smashed to the ground...