Hi A/N: First Attempt at a Twilight Story. Enjoy and R& R :D Have you ever fell in love with someone who had fallen in love before with a replica of you? Edward arrives in Forks to find Bella, a replica and with the same name as the woman he had ever loved 90 years before. That woman was Isabella Swan Sr.
Have you ever had the feeling that you seem to know someone but you have never seen him before? Have you ever ever shared a connection of love for this particular person?
Have you ever fell in love with someone from the past?
Who had fallen in love before with a replica of you?
Bella's POV
'' Now Bella, you need more winter stuff'' My mum, Renee frowned as she looked at her watch. '' Great, I will run to the knitwear store right now to buy some extra clothing for you'' Before I could
respond, Renee went out of the room. I could hear the jingling of the keys as the door opened and closed. I sighed as I looked out of the window, relishing the every sunshine of the sun. This was
Pheonix, where I belong. Sadly, I was moving to Forks the next day. Forks, possibly the rainiest place in the whole of America. Great. In fact, it was I who chose to move. My mum married Phil who is
really a great guy. But figuring that Phil's work required much moving around, I decided to stay with Charlie, my dad.
Who am I? I'm not really special. I am just Isabella Marie Swan and people usually call me Bella.
As I packed up my stuff, I came across a box that read, '' Great-Great Grandmother's Stuff ''
I opened it and saw a particular locket, engraved with the initials,'' E'' From what I know, the ''E'' stood for Edward Masen, my great-great-grandmother's love of her life back in the 1900s. I saw yet another
photo of my great-great mother, her brown eyes twinkling and she was smiling as she stood back in the background with my great great aunt, Emma. It was dated to the year 1908. My mother often said that I was an exact replica of my great great grandmother when she was young and it was true.
We were exact replicas looking at the pictures. We had the same brown hair and twinkling brown eyes and our face structure is the same. She lived to a great ripe old age and when she was alive, she
told me stories of her youth, of her life with this guy. As I stood there, I can't help feeling a cold mist surrounding me.
I whispered, '' Edward'' and stories of my great-great grandmother suddenly came back to me.
My great-great grandmother was called Isabella Marie Swan too and I was named after her. She was an exquisite lady who belonged to a normal class family back in the old days.
There was this boy who belonged to a rich family, living opposite across her, he was called Edward Masen, the son of the richest boy in the city of California.
He was the eye of every girl and never took a liking to any particular person. One day, an incident changed everything...
From Isabella Marie Swan Sr. POV
It was the year 1908. '' Haha, bet you can't catch me ! '' I laughed as I ran in our garden, as my sister, Emma chased me. I ran and my naturally brown curls flew and my red cheeks flushed. Just then, Emma stopped and was gawking at a boy across the street. I knew who it was before I even turned
my head around, of course, it was that boy, Edward Masen. He's rich and easily the best looking boy in the city. But what did he matter? Personally, I was never attracted to him. Edward Masen was staring at me across the street with an aloof smile.
I squinted and he raised his eyes, and his odd smile crinkled across his face.
'' I think he likes you'' Emma whispered and chuckled.
I blushed and slammed the door loudly to provoke Edward Masen. Everyone knows he's a loner, no girl was ever good enough looking for him. And I don't intend to be that one. And why did that matter? I'm not really good looking and isn't the richest girl either.
But somehow, my heart tinkled everytime I see Edward Masen's signature smile across his face. I shook the thought off and hurried inside.
'' Bella ! Help me deliver this order of cupcakes to the Masen Family ! '' My mum cried out.
My mum was a baker and she frequently bakes for special occasions hosted by the Masen Family. I groaned and I clutched the heavy basket and skipped along happily. I smiled as the sunshine sparkled against me.
It was great to live on a sunny island. I really do love California. I smiled happily and hurried off to the other side of the street. I admit I'm slightly intimidated by the grand and posh structure of the building.
I knocked and the familiar maid, Maria squinted. She smiled and said, '' Hello Bella ! Missus is waiting for you ! '' I smiled as I walked in happily.
Although Edward Masen was a jerk, his parents were pretty nice. I greeted them and handed over the basket as I counted the notes for payment. Just then, a gruff voice sounded out,
'' Edward. What are you doing at the corner of the room. Come great the young lady'' Edward Sr. Sounded out
. Edward walked in shyly. Edward was around seventeen and he was tall and lean, I was only a year younger. I was astonished. He usually looked like an arrogant brat. I then thanked Mrs Masen and headed towards the door.
Just then, Edward Sr. Said, '' Isabella? Do you mind keeping my boy company for the next few hours? MY servants and I need to enter a particular event and nobody is at home to keep him out of trouble''
I raised my hand and said, '' Please, just Bella. And yes, I would gladly too.''
Not because I wanted to spend time with that obnoxious Edward, it's just because for extra pocket money and I didn't have anything to do in the afternoon.
Edward Masen seemed happier at my words and say ,'' Come on to my bedroom.''
Rolling my eyes, I followed him. '' So what do you want to do?''
It didn't help much that I was to spent my lovely afternoon with the most obnoxious person ever existing.
' This is my room'' Edward presented his room with an air of arrogance. '' Right'' I nodded, not really interested.
My gaze was attracted to the large silver piano in his balcony.
I went over and quietly, reached out my hand and touch it.
The smoothness of it enthralled it and I felt the urge to cry, for I knew I would never have a chance to play on this exquisite piano. It was too expensive and simple not affordable.
'' Bella?'' I turned around. My insides tinkled as I heard him whisper my name.
'' What'' I squinted my eyes. Where had all those usual arrogance went to?"'
'' Do you play the piano?'' Edward asked, eyeing me.
'' No. But I have heard some piano tracks''
'' Which song do you like?'' Edward asked tentatively. Wow. I didn't realise I could actually hold a normal conversation with a loner.
'' Song Lullaby'' I couldn't help a smile creeping up my face. Edward looked astonished and calmed himself down.
'' Do you want me to teach you?'' He asked.
'' Yes'' I jumped up excitedly and Edward Masen looked at me amusingly as he led me towards the piano.