My second fanfic! I'm so excited. This actually came to me in a dream, after I started rereading New Moon (for the first time). So after I woke up, I got to thinking, "What would happen if there was a witch involved into the series?" So I made one, now she's part of the story and she's Bella's cousin.

It will almost follow the story line but it will have some twists in some of the outcomes. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it as much I enjoyed dreaming about it. This takes place during the beginning of and during New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn.

-I own nothing that belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Except for Melissa.

1. Welcome to Forks

Green. There is so much of that color here.

Forks, Washington, the small town that my parents have decided to send me to attend my entire four years of high school. Dad thought that it was a good idea for me to live somewhere else far away from the city for a while. Mom thought that by living in a small town, with a population of three thousand, one hundred and thirty people—plus me—would do me some good. My brother and sister thought that it was a crazy idea to send me there. As for me, I thought that I was being sent away as a form of punishment.

I was sent to Forks to live with my uncle and cousin. It wasn't that I didn't like them; it's just that I barely know them anymore. My uncle, Charlie, Chief of Police in Forks, I haven't seen him since I was a baby. My cousin, Bella, I haven't seen her since I was eleven.

With Charlie I mostly saw him on certain occasions, like once every other birthday, some holidays or whenever my family and I were in the Washington state area. So all together was just six separate occasions.

As for Bella, we were practically sisters when we were growing up. When I was one my dad, who is a detective, got transferred from the Forks Police Department to Phoenix, Arizona for getting a better job offer. Bella's mom, my aunt Renée, was ecstatic when she found out that we were moving down there, she even helped my mom and dad find a house for us. Before my sister, Samantha, was born Bella was like my sister—my big sister.

We did everything together, our moms even made sure that we were enrolled into the same elementary school together. When my older brother Adam would try to play pranks on me, Bella would always have my back and help me out. When my younger sister Samantha was born we would help my mom take care of her. But when I was eleven my dad dropped a big bomb on everyone. The "we're moving bomb"; Dad got another job offer but this time in Los Angeles.

I was very upset when I heard the news; I would never be with my best friend again, my big sister. Bella said that we should try to call each other whenever we could and my parents said that they would invite her over every other weekend or whenever school was out. And Renée said the same. As much as we tried to stay close, Bella and I felt like we were starting to drift apart. The last time I saw her was on my thirteenth birthday. And was it just phone calls and emails since then.

Now it's two years later and instead of my whole family being uprooted it's just me. I'm going to live in Forks—a town that I haven't been to since I was seven—with my uncle and cousin.

Being in Forks felt so strange. I have been so accustomed to living in the city my whole life; just being out here gives me the creeps. I mean, sure, it is beautiful out here but everything is just too green and gray. I have always liked the rain but I'm not so sure if I want to give up sunny L.A. to live in Forks where it's under a near constant cover of clouds and rain.

"So, Melissa, how have things been with Vanessa and Danny?" Uncle Charlie asked, taking me out of the deep concentrated trance I was in.

"Mom and Dad are good. Dad's always working hard to stop serious bad guys and Mom has been doing great with her wedding planning business," I said giving a brief description of what my parents have been doing for the past eight years.

"And the kids?"

"They're doing good, too. Adam has been on the honor roll for a long time now, ever since he was in the sixth grade. And Samantha won this award from her school for being the most avid reader."

"Wow, well, that's good for them."

"And what about you, Mel? I mean with Adam and Sam being really smart I'm sure you're bound to have the same high intelligence gene, too?" Bella asked.

"Well, um, I was placed in honors class, too. And I was even placed in eighth grade English and Science classes when I was in the seventh grade. So I only had four classes during my last year of middle school," I said. I really didn't like telling people—even if it is my own family—how smart I was.

"Wow, that's…really something, Mel," Charlie said.

"Thanks, Uncle Charlie."

The girl has always been very smart. I don't know why Danny would decide to take her out of that fancy private school to learn things—which she probably already knows—to a place like Forks.

You and I both, Charlie.

I had always liked the fact that I was a witch, but then there are times where I just couldn't stand being one. Having magical powers was always a major problem with me. I had to admit Charlie, Bella, Renée and my dad were lucky to be normal. My mom was the witch in the family. Everyone on her side of the family were also witches and wizards, except for my dad—who is in fact human. Only Adam, Samantha and I were the ones to get magic powers. But I was the only one out of all three of us to have one too many active powers—other than the ones that most magical folks have.

My active powers consist of telepathy, telekinesis, premonitions, empathy, molecular combustion, shielding, force fields and mind reading. And one thing about witches and wizards that makes them different then humans was that we have heightened senses, we're really fast and we're pretty strong. I had to always be careful around my human friends when I was younger and always had to watch my temper or else I would have blown something up.

Charlie never knew about my mother's other side, nobody—other than my dad—ever knew about my mom's other life. Except for Bella. When she found out it was by accident but she promised to never tell anyone about witches or wizards as long as she lived. But just the thought of her saying that always made me feel a bit uneasy, because I never got around to telling her one very important thing about my kind and it's that we have an option to stop aging and to stay immortal. Mom didn't want that, she wanted to grow old with Dad—she even wanted to have a normal human life as much as I did.

"So when does school start again?" I asked.

"In a week," Bella said. "You're lucky, Mel. I didn't know a single person there at Forks High School."

"Yeah, I guess I am. So are you sure you don't mind having your freshman cousin hangout with you at school until I'm more comfortable here?"

"No, not all. Actually it's good because we'll be able to catch up on some stuff from the past two years."

Well, that was definitely nice of Bella. Charlie thought.

"Yeah, that would great. Thanks, Bella."

"You're welcome."

Although there is one thing about being with Bella that I had always liked about her; I was never able to hear her thoughts—and for that I was eternally grateful. My mind reading ability always made me feel like I was invading a person's personal privacy—no matter how funny or disturbing some thoughts may have been—it just didn't seem right to hear them. This is also why I'm glad that I have shielding. With that power I am able to shield my mind from hearing other people's thoughts and basically put my mind in a bubble.

When we arrived at my uncle's house I noticed a nice, shiny new Volvo parked right next to an old Chevy truck. Looking at car left me to wondering as to who was there waiting for us—I didn't think Charlie would have told the entire town about me, or else I would have heard it from his thoughts.

"Bella, how come Edward is here?" Charlie asked my cousin.

"Oh, er, I asked him if he would like to meet Melissa when she got here," Bella said.

"Who's Edward?" I asked.

"Bella's boyfriend," Charlie said.

"Dad…" she sighed.

"Really? Bells, when were you going to tell me that you have a boyfriend?" I asked suddenly very excited that my cousin found someone.

"I was hoping a little bit later, like when you finished unpacking," she said.

I was able to sense that Bella was starting to feel a bit nervous about me meeting Edward. I wondered why she'd feel that way?

When we pulled up into the driveway, I saw Edward starting to get out of his car. When he got out, I felt my jaw drop. He was literally the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen. Everything about him looked perfect: his face, his high cheekbones, a strong jaw line, a straight nose, and full lips. His tousled copper hair even looked great on him. He looked like he had the potential to become a male model if he wanted to. Bella has got to be the luckiest girl in the world to find someone like him.

"Mel? Mel? Melissa?" Bella called.

"What? What happened?" I said slightly dazed.

"I asked if you wanted to meet Edward?" she repeated.

"Uh, yeah. Okay."

We got out of my uncle's police cruiser—just like my dad's back home—and started walking up to where Bella's boyfriend was standing. Bella was still a bit nervous but then as soon as she saw Edward grin at her, her nervousness was starting to turn into giddiness and love.

I tried not to laugh at how cute it was to see her act this way. To see how much in love she was with this boy and also knowing that he feels the same way about her, too. Good thing about being an empath I guess.

When we reached Edward, I tried not to hear his thoughts, but I was getting a weird feeling about being near him; like there was something about him that seemed a bit off.

"Melissa, this is my boyfriend Edward Cullen. Edward, this is my cousin Melissa Swan," Bella said introducing us.

"Hello, Melissa, it's very nice to finally meet you. Bella has told me so much about you," Edward said with a voice that is as smooth as velvet.

"Hi, Edward. It's nice to meet you, too," I said extending my hand to shake his.

For some odd reason both of them seemed a bit hesitant about me doing that. But Edward then composed himself, placed his hand in mine and shook it. What was odd about it was that his hands were ice cold. Maybe that's why he was a bit worried about shaking my hand.

"Sorry, if my hands are a bit cold. I forgot my gloves and I was texting my brother and sister a while ago," he said, letting go of my hand.

"Oh, no, it's fine. I understand completely," I said, clasping my hands together in a casual way, hoping Edward wouldn't know notice it was also a way to warm up my right hand.

"Well, hello there, Edward." Charlie greeted.

"Hello, Charlie," Edward said.

"Did you come to welcome Forks' newest resident?" Charlie asked.

I suppressed an eye roll and braced myself for Edward's answer. "Yes actually I am, and I also came to see if Bella and I could take her around the town and then to Port Angeles with us a little bit later."

"Well, that does seem like a good idea, I don't see why not, but it's really up to Mel here." Uncle Charlie looked in my direction.

"What do you say, Mel?" Edward asked, also looking at me.

I sensed that Edward was telling the truth and from what I was hearing from his thoughts was that it kind of seemed like he planned this with a sister of his. Almost like a last minute thing. I snuck a quick glance at Bella and she seemed almost as confused as I was, but didn't really seem to mind the idea.

"Thanks, Edward, but, um, I think I should stay here and rest. But thank you anyway, that was very considerate of you two," I said. "Maybe next time?"

"Yeah, maybe when you finished getting everything settled, we'll go to Port Angeles and catch a movie?" Bella suggested.

"Yes, that sounds good," Edward said.

"Well, I better head inside and start unpacking." Not that I have much with me to unpack.

"Do you need any help?" Bella asked.

"Um, sure. Thanks, Bella."

"You're welcome. Edward, do you mind waiting downstairs for a bit?" Bella asked him.

"No, it isn't a problem at all." Edward gave Bella a crooked grin that made her feel lightheaded.

I went inside the house and asked Charlie where my room was.

"Your room is right next to Bella's room and I already put your suitcases in there, too," Charlie said.

"Thanks, Uncle Charlie." I then followed Bella up the stairs and down the hall to stand in front of a door that was right next to her room.

"This is your room, Mel," Bella said opening the door for me.

I stepped into the room and noticed that it already had a bed, the walls were painted an emerald green, a dresser and drawer and the window already had a white curtain covering it.

"I helped Charlie find the bed sheets. I remembered that purple is your favorite color," she said.

"Yeah, thanks," I said. "You know you really didn't need to help me unpack, Bella. I could have done everything in less than five minutes."

"I know but I just wanted to hangout with you for a bit before I go out with Edward."

"Oh, okay. And thanks for inviting me with you guys, but I really want to rest up a bit."

"No, it's fine. We could go out tomorrow, if you like?" she suggested, seeming eager to spend time together.

"Yeah, that would be great." I smiled.

"Okay and I know that you've been waiting for me to ask you this question, so what do you think of Edward?" Bella asked.

"To tell you the truth: he's really handsome, Bella. You are a lucky girl to have someone like him; I can sense that he's totally in love with you," I said, leaving out the part about me getting the feeling of uneasiness around him at first.

"Well, I'm glad you like him. He seems to like you, too," she said.

"Does he have any brothers?" I joked.

She laughed. "He does but they are already taken."

"Darn." I laughed too. "I really did miss you, Bella."

"I missed you, too, Mel." She pulled me into a hug. "Well, are you going to cast everything into their proper place?"

"Oh, of course." Pulling away, I walked over to my first suitcase and opened it.

I looked at the clothes and then at the dresser and drawers. I flicked my wrist and the top drawer opened up. Looking back at my clothes, I flicked my wrist again to move a couple of my shirts to the open drawer. When they reached the drawer—being a foot higher—I flicked my wrist again, saw my shirts land neatly in the drawer and closed it shut. I turned my attention to Bella and she gaped.

"I thought you were used to seeing me use my powers?" I giggled.

"I am. It's just that it's going to take a while to get use to seeing that again," Bella said composing herself.

"Don't worry, it won't take long. And I'll make sure that I won't use my powers or magic in front of Charlie," I said, lifting the two fingers of my right hand. "Scouts honor."

"You were never a Girls Scout." Bella laughed.

After about fifteen minutes of unpacking—witch style—Bella and I started talking about how things have been for us in the past two years. How school was, how much we changed in appearances and in height, too. She even asked if I was dating anyone. When I told her that I broke up with my last boyfriend because he cheated on me, she got furious.

"That jerk," Bella said.

"Same thing I said, but I was a little more colorful with my choice of words," I said with a humorless laugh.

"How could he cheat on you with a wood nymph, you're twice as beautiful as any wood nymph there is—not that I've seen any, of course—but still," she said getting a bit red in the face with her anger.

"I know, thanks, Bella." Looking down at my cell phone, I saw that we killed a good hour. "I think we gave Edward and Charlie a good amount of time to believe that we were stuck unpacking my millions and millions of clothing."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." She rose from her spot on my bed. "Are you sure you don't want to go hangout with Edward and me, you could meet his sister Alice."

"Thanks, Bella, but I really want to stay here and read a book or something. I had a really long day."

"Okay, well, I'll be back later, then. Have fun with Charlie," she said, making her way to the door.

"I'm sure I will. Have fun with Edward." I saw her walk out of my new room, leaving me to be alone with my thoughts.

After Bella left, I walked up to my mirror to see if I was really as tired as I felt. I had to admit, for living in Arizona and California all my life I really didn't get tanned at all. I was very pale—which was perfect for living in a place like this—with long dark-brown hair, and big clear blue eyes. I was even a bit taller than Bella—just by two inches—and I had always been slender but kind of have an athletic built, but I was also soft, too. But there was one thing that Bella and I have in common and it was that we were both clumsy.Must run in the Swan family genes.

There was a soft knock on the door and I heard Uncle Charlie standing outside wanting to ask if I wanted to go out with him somewhere.

"Come in." I called.

"Hey, Mel, I know that you just got here and probably want to rest a bit, but I was wondering if you wanted to meet a friend of mine down by the Quileute Reservation?" Charlie asked.

I guess it would be good to go see this reservation; I had never been to one my whole life so I guess it would be interesting.

"Yeah, sure. I don't mind going with you there." I smiled; showing him how interested I was about going with him.

"Great, we'll leave in about fifteen minutes and then we'll head on down there. You'll probably like it there's a beach near there and my friend, Billy, has a son about your age so you'll have someone to talk to I guess."

Oh great, I thought to myself, Charlie is going to hook me up with aboy I haven't even met yet.

"That's great, Uncle Charlie. I guess I'll freshen up a bit; you know, like, wash my face and such then I'll call you or something so we could go."

"Okay, well, remember we have about fifteen minutes before we leave."

"Okay." When he left my room, I flopped down face first into my pillow and let out a deep groan. What have you gotten yourself into, Melissa?

Well, that was the first chapter, let me know what you think and I hope you like it. Please review!