Kinda based off of Taylor Swift's Back to December. Bella becomes an international pop star. But when she realizes that's not what she wanted, she comes back to Forks, after giving up her record deal, to get Edward back, but will he accept her? NOT A SONGFIC!

A/N: I am not going to write the scene where she decides to give up Hollywood and move back home.

"I believe that being successful means having a balance of success stories across the many areas of your life. You can't truly be considered successful in your business life if your home life is in shambles."
Zig Ziglar

As I got back into my mom's car, I thought how similar this was to the last time I left. Edward was watching from the sidewalk that separated our lawns. His eyes met mine, and I whipped my head away. He hurt me; he doesn't deserve to see me cry. The tears streaming down my face were blinding me.

"Bells, we're all packed. Are you sure about this?" My caring father, Charlie inquired.

"I couldn't be surer." I reply, glancing in Edward's direction, only to see that he's gone. My heart ripped in two. He didn't care anymore. I heard a knock on my window, and turned. Outside the window, I was shocked to see the whole Cullen family staring at me. The most surprising thing was their identical twisted, evil grins. Alice stepped forward and spoke.

"Enjoy your ride, Bella!" At that moment, they all shoved my car as hard as they could, into my swimming pool. I don't remember my pool ever being this deep! HELP!

I jolted out of my dream, successfully landing myself on the floor. A huge thud resonated throughout the house. I heard two sets of footsteps rushing up the stairs. I got up, and as the door opened, I said, "I'm fine! I just rolled off the bed." My parents took one look at me, and started cracking up. I looked myself up and down, and found nothing funny.

"Why are you laughing!" I was seriously getting peeved here.

"Your… face….was…like…" Charlie said between laughs, "BLEH!" He made a hilarious face, and I started laughing too. The face looked somewhat shocked, and guilty.

After laughing our head off (figuratively not literally), we finished packing our clothes for Forks. We packed up the boxes into the moving truck, and said goodbye to the house, and the furniture (which we were leaving here), and set off on our way.

The hours in the car were pretty fun, in my family. We had soooo many games, that I didn't ever feel bored. We drove through the night, as the drive was about 20 hours long…

As we neared Forks, I started becoming nervous. What if Edward hates me? What if all of my old friends hate me now? My thoughts slipped back to my dream this morning, and I shuddered.

I pushed all those bad thoughts out of my mind as I saw the sign welcoming us to Forks, Washington. I'm home.

We pulled up to our newly built house, I gaped like a fish. OH MY GOD, it's HUGE! We could've bought our old place back, but we decided, that since we had more money now (thanks to my singing), we should use it.

I went to bed early that night, after checking out my new house (A/N: I'll describe the house in future chapters).

The next day, I got up and went through my morning routine. It's time for school. I'm so nervous, it's ridiculous. I can get up in front of thousands of strangers, and sing, but when it comes to public school, I'm terrified.

My parents were at their first day of work. I left around 7:45, so I would have time to get my schedule, before school starts. I got into my Koenigsegg CCR, and drove quickly to Forks High School. As I stepped out of the car, everyone was staring at me. And I mean EVERYONE. Even all the teachers were staring. I'm guessing the principle had kept my arrival a secret…

I headed over to the main office. I opened the door and heard the most beautiful sound in the world, his voice. I ran my eyes over his whole body. He looked better than ever.

"Edward…" I gasped. He whirled around, and our eyes met. My memories did him no justice.

"Bella," His eyes narrowed. Oh great, he hates me. He walked past me, and out through the door. This was not a good start…

Okay, I know, it's kinda fast paced. It will slow down, I promise. I just needed to get it to the exciting point! While writing, I listened to Back to December by Taylor Swift, and Home by Chris Daughtry. So tell me what you think!

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