A/N: Hi People. I had an account over the summer with a story.. Lost the username xD So I made a new account. Hope you like the story... Please Review :) -FurElise1423

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Obviously... lol. Enjoy anyway.. Even if I am not the amazingly brilliant Stephanie Meyer :)

Chapter One

I walked in the front door of the house. My mom was sitting there drinking tea out of a mug I made for her in Kindergarden. She had the house phone cradled between her ear and her shoulder.

"Okay. She's here now. I'll tell her. Okay. Bye" Renee hung up the phone and took a sip of her tea. "Hi Bella" she greeted me. " How was School?"

"Oh. Umm.. Fine. Amy invited me over for a sleepover" My friend Amy was all about the sleepovers. Ick.

"Well Phil made it to a big league. I called Charlie, and asked him if he minded if you stayed with him for a few months while we found a place" She told me."He said he would get your room ready. You leave tomorrow at six A.M." She told me. Shocked, I dropped my backpack.

"And you didn't ask me first because.. WHY?" I yelled.

"Bella, Please. Be mature."

"Oh you're one to talk! What the hell mom?" I yelled, storming up the stairs. She yelled for me to come back, but I just screamed.

"Isabella Marie Swan! Get your ass back down here!"

"You would want my ass down there!!" I yelled. "Anyways, I can't! I HAVE TO EFFING PACK!" I slammed my bedroom door. God, did she EVER think of anyone but herself and her precious PHIL!?? I kneeled on the ground and pulled the suitcase out from under my bed. I threw it on my bed and sat down, and cried. Too bad the piano was downstairs.. or I could sit down at it and let my feelings flood out onto the keys. I heard Renee walking up the stairs.

"Honey, Phil and I are going to Applebees. Do you mind?" She poked her head in my room. I nodded. "Kay. We'll talk about this when I get home" I ignored her, and looked down at my bedspread. She left. It was times like these when I wished i had an older brother to use as a punching bag when I was upset, and then have him bring me ice cream and chocolate milk while he cuddles me on the couch and tells me it's going to be okay. Fuck, wouldn't that be awesome?

I woke up the next morning to my alarm at 4 AM. I drove Renee and I to the airport. She didn't feel like dskriving. When we got there, I hugged her, and got on the plane. I didn't feel like being too lovey to her. I would just call her and email her later. luckily, I was tired enough to sleep on the plane. Next thing I knew, I was in Charlie's Car. The plane Landed in Portland. Charlie was so excited to see me, so he drove all the way there to pick me up. When we were in Lacey, he began to talk finally.

" Bells, there's no.. Easy way to tell you this, so im going to right out and make it very.. painless for you. a friend of mine passed away 4 months ago. In his will, he gave me his son. A cute little boy. His name is Jacob" Charlie told me.

"Ch-Dad, seriously?" I'm not allowed to call him Charlie. I fiddled with my jacket all the way to Forks-My current residence. The whole way, this is all I was thinking. Yay. A bratty, selfish, spoiled little brat to snoop through my stuff, hog the TV, ask to borrow money and to manipulate Charlie. Yay me. When we were there (at last. The car ride was very awkward and silent) Charlie offered to wheel my suitcase inside, but I insisted to. He opened the front door, and a tall, tan guy with spiked black hair and toned arms greeted me with a large bear hug.

"Bella!" He squeezed me. I yelped for air."Sorry. I'm Jacob. Jacob Black. We're gonna have so much fun Bella"