Twilight: a new beginning

Rating: T

Pairing: Emmet/Isabella, Rosalie/Edward, Jasper/ Alice, Carlisle/Esme

I'll let you know if there is going to be any more pairings, I'm fairly new to this so please give constructive criticism if needed and yes I'm really new to this. So yes enjoy the story it may not be the best.

Isabella: point of view

As I walked towards the plane I could feel my heart hammering away in my chest almost telling me not to do this, I have to I reminded myself for the hundredth time today I am going to take this flight to Forks to see my dad, maybe Jacob I mentally shouted I sighed and glanced at my mom. She looked torn, torn between letting me go and keeping me here, I know I'm making her upset doing this, but I'm doing this for the best. She can move happily around with Phil my step dad when I can go to Forks and live with my dad and stay till the rest of high school." You don't have to do this Bella" she whispered "I want to go mom" I lied, lying has gotten so much easier over the years, we hardly spend any time together. we shared a hart felt hug "remember to e-mail me when you get home" she continued I almost broke down crying after that but thankfully it didn't, I waved to Phil and walked onto the plane. The plane ride was terrible; this kid kept on crying and kept me up all the time and this guy who had gas problems. I spotted my dad as soon as I got off the plane he held up a billboard saying come here Isabella, I wonder if he knows I prefer Bella now? He had short dark brown hair and a moustache; I headed towards him and greeted him with an awkward hug. "Hey bells" he said "hey char-dad" I replied "your hairs grown" he stated "well you haven't seen me for ten years" I whispered "oh" he replied awkwardly he grabbed my luggage and we walked towards his car, no a police car. "You work for the police" I asked "yes I do I'm actually chief of the police" he replied, he opened the door for me; I climbed in and let the faint smell of gunpowder wash over me. The car ride home was awkward with Charlie trying to talk to me every now and then I simply answered them in short replies like 'what is your favourite colour?' and I would say ' purple'. As the car approached Charlie's house I gasped in shock as the memories rushed into my head I kneeled down into a crouch and held myself as I started to loose conscience, the last thing I felt on my cheek was hot tears.