Hey, this is my second twilight story. I had this idea and I wanted to see if people would like it, so heres chapter one :)

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The name is Isabella. Isabella Swan.

Preferably Bella, but meh, call me whatever you want.

I'm probably the most carefree person you'll ever meet. I mean, how could you not be carefree when you live on the coast, right near an awesome break?

Surfing is pretty much everything, it only comes second to family, but family doesn't come into it very often… Yeah um, long story.

But that's all you need to know, really. I'm 16, live with my aunty and uncle and their kids, I have long wavy brown hair that goes extra curly after a surf and I have the least school attendances on record.

I think if I lived somewhere inland, I would probably be going at least 3 times a week. But out here on the coast, school can get stuffed.

I really do try to get there, school I mean, I try to go as much as I can. But as I said before, surfing comes second to only family, and I'm pretty sure school isn't family.

The weather here is pretty much always sunny, completely opposite to where I used to live, Forks.

I swear that place was eerie, it was like the setting for some creepy vampire horror movie, so I can't say that I miss my time there.

Ever since I moved to Hawaii, I have forgotten everything that's worth worrying about and I'm just living in the present.

My aunt and uncle are pretty cool about it all. Dave and Jenny is what they go by. Their kids, Jasper and Rosalie –twins actually- are a year older than me, but they are my best friends. Well we tend to spend almost every day together, floating out amongst the waves.

It was them that taught me to surf when I came here four years ago and Dave, their dad, was like a pro surfer in his early days and brought Jasper and Rosalie up with the waves. So the day I arrived, they pretty much shoved me on a board and told me to stand. I picked it up pretty quick since I used to skate back at home, but soon it became an obsession.

Most parents, or guardians in my case, would probably beat the shit out of you if you were as rebellious as me, jasper and Rosalie were, but seriously, as long as we only were rebellious because surfing was involved, Dave and jenny encouraged us.

What did I say? I told you this was the life.

"Yo, Bella! Get your arse up, sweet swell coming through this arvo. Dad says we need to drive down to Bears. Me and rose are going out for a warm up." Jasper came in my room, casually throwing a pillow at me.

"Yeah okay, cool." I lifted my head from my pillow and looked out the window. It was an awesome day, like they all were, and I knew from the look of the waves that Dave was right. Bears would be good.

Yeah, I know, a view of the beach from my bedroom window, heaven.

I was a morning person; well I had to be to keep up my surfing lifestyle. We usually surfed in the mornings, even if we were going to school that day.

I lifted myself out of bed and ruffled my hair a bit. Man, I seriously feel like a surf.

I scrounged through my messy floor and found my bikini top and a pair of board shorts. Its funny how fashion works. Not long ago I would have been going surfing in shorts down to my ankles, now according to Rosalie, mini shorts were in. meh, whatever, as long as I can surf in them.

I had no idea what day it was, I think Tuesday or Wednesday… wait maybe it was Monday… yeah, no idea. All my days sort of merged together. I was excited about going to bears; we haven't been for a few weeks. Bears is like 20 minutes away, it's a small coastline that doesn't get very crowded because it's mainly for the locals. Its actual name is Bears Break.

I remember my first time there; it was about 4 months after I moved here. Dave said I was ready to take on the big stuff. I remember when I carried my board out to the sand almost everyone was glaring at me. As I said, it was only for the locals, and I just moved here. But I was living here now, so I was becoming a local.

Rosalie and jasper got questioned about me and they explained to their friends that I was a permeant resident now, living with them.

The locals still looked a bit angry at me, the fact that I just barged in on their bit of coast. However Dave had loyalty in me, he said I was a natural, and told the locals to just watch me.

According to jasper, after my first wave, everyone was completely accepting. They said that I had the 'local style' which jasper explained later was like a technique only learned around this area. It was just a minor way in how you stood up but apparently a very experienced surfer could tell where you learned to surf from just watching you catch a wave.

But anyway, after that day I was completely accepted into the local surfing scene. A lot of people surfed here but they were mainly like 18 and stuff. So me coming in and surfing at 16, 12 back then, sort of made me the child of surfing. Rosalie and jasper were only a year older then me but they were sort of expected to be good surfers because of their dad.

I looked at the clock on my desk, it was 6:40. Not too early, considering we sometimes got up at 4 am to get a surf in.

After changing I ran out to the stairs and half ran down them. Rose was on her way up since all the bedrooms were upstairs and we almost collided.

"Hey sis." She smiled. She had been calling me that since the day that I arrived. I guess it felt really welcoming and I liked it, but sisters wasn't enough to explain what me and Rosalie shared. She was like my closest, bestest friend ever. We seriously spent every minute together and told each other everything. Our brains were like hotwired to one another. We find the same things funny, have the same taste in guys, we finish of each other's sentences… well kinda. Once she said 'I can't believe that…' and I finished off 'I'm actually gay.' When she was supposed to say that she found out one of the hot guys was gay.

See? It was like exactly the same.

"Hey." I greeted in return.

We went past each other but then Rosalie called out, "oh yeah, Bella? You don't have a spare pair of shorts do you?"

I laughed, "you can't find a pair in your huge wardrobe?"

She pouted, "I swear they have like run away… or maybe jazz stole them." I laughed picturing jasper in mini-shorts.

"Nah, sure thing, in my draw. Help yourself." I said, descending the rest of the stairs.

The smell of eggs and bacon wafted from the kitchen. "Hungry Bella?" jenny called from her place behind the stove.

"Aunty Jen, I'm about to go for a surf, you know its not good to eat beforehand." I said, smiling.

She laughed, "Well that doesn't stop the appetite of my son. Are you sure you don't want anything? I could just chuck on a few more eggs?"

"No really, I'm fine, ill just have a banana." I assured her, picking one from the fruit bowl.

"Okay, dear." She said, scraping the eggs onto a plate while calling jasper.

The kitchen/dining opened up with double doors onto a timber decking facing the beach. A set of steps went down to the sheds on the left, that's where I was heading.

"Coming mum!" jasper yelled, running up the steps straight past me. "Oh Bella! Shotgun the 5'10" don't you dare!" he warned mischievously.

I laughed, "Go have your eggs."

He grinned and ran inside.
I went down the rest of the steps to the sheds. Sure enough, Dave was there, carving away. He's a part time surfboard maker. He supplies the boards for all the surf shops around here and he loves it.

That's why we say the 'sheds'. Because around our house are sheds everywhere. Sheds for spraying, for moulding, for sanding, for storing and then the one shed that I loved was for our boards.

For our birthdays and stuff, Dave would make us a board. We never grew tired of receiving them and we kept them all stored in one shed.

Even though they were given to us individually, they were communal. Were used whichever board we thought we needed for the type of break, it didn't matter whose it was.

Jasper shot gunned the 5'10" which was one of the more used boards that me and jasper usually fought over. It was 5 foot 10 inches in length and 2foot wide. It was thicker then usual, 2 and a half inches and the back of it was shaped like a fish tail. It made the board more manoeuvrable with the back foot. It was a retro greeny-blue colour on the back and sides but the top was white. It looked sweet as out in the waves.

I didn't mind that he got it; I had a different board in mind for this morning.

A 6'2", standard shape, flat tail. I wasn't in the mood for any huge stunts and the waves weren't that big yet anyway.

I went into the shed and found the board I was thinking of. It was harder then you think to find it since we had about 45 custom boards in there. They were all on racks along the walls.

I found it though, thanks to the blue colouring of it. I loved the artwork. It was like blue at the bottom and faded all the way to white about half way up. And then white stars were cut out of the blue with a thick black border.

I pulled it off the rack and rushed my hand over it to check the wax situation. I hadn't ridden this baby for a while, so I decided to wax it up again.

I carried it outside, grabbing a bar or surfboard wax on my may. I laid it on the grass, stuffing a towel under the fins so they wouldn't break and started rubbing the wax on familiarly in little circles.

"Bella." Dave's deep voice greeted.

When I saw him at the sheds, he had the sander on so he mustn't have heard me approach.

"Ey Dave." I said, continuing to wax my board.

He took off his breathing mask sat on the garden wall. "Excited about bears?" he asked with idle conversation.

"Yeah, course I am!" I said enthusiastically.

He smiled, "yeah well my mate down there was saying that the swell is picking up, so I think it will be good."

"You going to come out old man?" I asked, checking the wax with my hand to make sure there was enough.

"Oh, not now. But I might come out this arvo at bears."

I laughed, "to scared to pull a muscle this early in the morning old man?" I teased.

He smiled, "you just wait till you're old."

"Ain't happening in a hurry." I smiled.

He laughed, "oh, get out o' here." He lightly pushed me as I stood up.

"I'll see you later Dave." I called as he went back to the shed.

I left my board out the front and ran back up stairs. "Hey jenny, have you seen my sunnies?" I asked her. I was looking for them yesterday but couldn't find them. And jenny being the mother of the house and all must know where they are.

She sighed, "Bella, you left them on the piano."

"Oh, right. Thanks mum." I mocked.

She smiled. She always smiled when I called her mum.

I ran into the music room, which is where the piano is. Yeah, when we're not surfing we're playing music. We all play different instruments.

When I went back to the kitchen, Rosalie was just coming down the stairs and jasper was in just his board shorts, displaying his abs.

"What board are you taking rose?" jasper asked her.

"The 6'2" I think." she replied.

I laughed, putting on my sunnies and grabbing my towel. "Hah, no you're not."

"Bella! That's so unfair."

"Get over it." I called from the bottom from the steps, picking up my board.

I stared out at the ocean while I waited for the twins, wanting to get in the water quickly. I love my life. It is seriously a dream. Dave and jenny's laid-back approach just made it all the better. Not to forget jasper and rose who are just awesome.

"Come on, let's go." Jasper said as he jogged past me to the deserted road. Rosalie had grabbed a board a bit longer then mine. I think it was a 6'6". It was pretty much the same design to mine but in pink.

I nodded at her board, "nice. Always copying the pro." I teased.

"The pro?" she scoffed.

I ignored her and followed jasper along the road. We walked along together, just talking. The beach was about 150 meters down the road, which wasn't far at all. That's what I loved; walking to the beach took like a minute.

We walked barefoot on the sun-warmed road. The sun rose early here, which was something a lot different to forks where sometimes the sun wouldn't rise at all.

"And to think some kids are going to school." Jasper laughed as we stepped on the sand, dropping our towels and sunglasses.

We laughed and walked to the waters edge. "See you guys out there." I said jumping over the wave onto my board and paddling out. It was going to be a good day, I could feel it.

I caught the first wave pretty much straight away. I did a few cutbacks and passed jasper and rose and finished with a floater as the wave closed out.

Rose got a small tube ride, which was cool, and she managed to not get her hair wet.

Jasper showed off with a few aerial spins and he even managed a 420. We were out for about an hour until we started to see kids watching from the beach. It was about 8:15am and kids were walking to school, stopping by at the beach to envy us.

In a way I felt sorry for them, having to go to school because their parents forced them. Ahh living with Dave and jenny seriously was heaven.

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"Lunch anyone?" jenny called as we walked inside with wet hair and towels wrapped around us.

"I'm starving!" jasper exclaimed.

I laughed, "what? You just ate like 10 eggs?"

"And then went for a 5 hour surf, 2 eggs an hour. Now I'm hungry." He said, sitting down at the table.

Rose and I just laughed and followed suit.

Jenny had bought some fresh bread and set the table with different sandwich fillings. Dave was there too, he was telling us about the new board he is shaping. I was pretty worn out from this morning. It was meant to be a warm up but we were having so much fun that we stayed in from 7am to 12. Literally 5 hours.

When we were walking back the streets had a little more activity then before but still pretty empty. It got busy around 3.30pm when school was out and kids started roaming the streets.

"…So yeah. Oh and bring two boards each to Bears. Its low tide and the reef there will probably snap your boards." Dave warned us.

Rose nodded with a mouthful of sandwich, "yeah okay, when we leaving?" you could barely understand what she said, but the indication was clear.

"Be at the car by 1:30. We want to get there around 2:00, got that?" he said, finishing off some tuna.

"Yeah alright."

After our lovely lunch, I stayed in my bathers. I dried my hair as best as I could with a towel and chucked on a t-shirt. Rose was upstairs on the phone and jasper was watching TV with a bag of chips.

I went to the music room and sat in front of my very familiar black grand piano. I just played random pieces and a few songs, singing to myself, passing time. I was just finishing one of my random songs when Rosalie squealed my name.

"Bella! Come here! Now! Now!" she sounded like she just won a million dollar jackpot.

I closed the piano and jogged up stairs to her room. Her door was closed but I walked in anyway. She chucked the phone on her bed and came to me.

"Guess what!" She said, in her gossip mood.

"What?" I said mimicking her excitement sarcastically.

She rolled her eyes at me and threw herself on her bed. "That was Angela, and apparently there were some new kids starting today."

I was actually surprised. I mean, this wasn't exactly a huge town, new people weren't very common. In fact the last 'new' person I think was me. "What? Are you serious?" I asked.

"Um, yeah. And apparently they are absolutely mint."

Now I was getting a little more excited. "What!? So what did Angela give them out of ten?"

"She said that one was definitely 9 out of 10 and the other wasn't far off." Rosalie was smiling,

I could tell we were definitely going to school tomorrow.

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