Chapter One:

A/N: This will be a Carlisle/Bella fanfic. It's like my version of the first book, Twilight.

I couldn't agree more with the portray of Carlisle. Peter Facinelli is SEXY!!! God, for a 36 year old, he is HOT.

Disclaimer: I literally only own the plot. I have used some of Stephenie Meyer's dialogue in here as well.

The POV will mainly be Bella, but there will be some parts that it is crucial I change it to someone else, probably Carlisle most of the time.

I have been in Forks for a month now. School is the same as it was when I first arrived – awkward. I sit with Jessica and Mike and all their friends, but I'm not really listening, or joining into, the conversations. My gaze always wanders over to the beautiful people at the other end of the cafeteria. There's the tall, handsome, muscular blonde boy, who is always with that short, perky, spiky haired girl who I think is called Alice. There's the big, macho guy who's constantly with the gorgeous blonde, vain girl. And then there's Edward. He's in my biology class. Reddish-brown hair, pale skin. They all have pale skin, and are frighteningly beautiful.

Apparently they were all adopted by Dr. Carlisle Cullen and his wife Esme. It's said that the blonde girl and the blonde boy are twins.

I was in my biology class on my fourth week of school, when I noticed Edward wasn't in class, and I was left partner less.

Nonetheless, I continued on with my work, because I had already done this area of work in Phoenix.

When the bell ended the class and begun lunch, I packed up my things and left.

I bought my food, and noticed the Cullen clan – minus Edward – sitting at their table. Deciding that I wanted to know why my biology partner was away, I summoned a very deep breath and walked over to them.

I noticed the blonde girl nudge her boyfriend, and raise an eyebrow in my direction.

I continued on, until I reached their table. They all looked up expectantly at me.

"Um, Edward's your brother, right?" I said nervously.

"Yes." The blonde girl answered.

"Well he's my partner in biology and I was wondering why he was away…" I said in a slightly shaky voice. These people were intimidating.

"Carlisle and Esme – our adoptive parents – had a falling out of sorts, and Esme moved to Alaska." Alice said cheerfully, "Edward went with her because he was always fond of her and didn't want her to be alone."

"Oh okay." I said, smiling, "I'm Bella by the way." Now I was throwing caution to the wind.

"I'm Alice, and this is Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie." Alice said merrily again.

So the blonde twins were Rosalie and Jasper, and the macho boy was Emmett. Got it.

"Nice to meet you." I said, smiling shakily, "Well I'll see you around then."

Alice and Emmett gave me a small wave and a smile, and Jasper nodded his head. I don't think Rosalie likes me.

I walked away from the table and sat down next to Jessica, who was wide-eyed.

"You talked to the Cullen's?!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah…" I replied, confused.

"What about?!" She nearly screamed. She was either very excited or very angry. Or jealous.

"I asked them why Edward was away, because he's my biology partner." I replied calmly.

"Oh my god what was it like talking to them?" Jessica trilled on.

"Intimidating." I muttered under my breath.

Jessica pursed her lips at me and turned away to talk to Lauren.

I only just refrained myself from rolling my eyes, and ate my food.

When the boring school day finally finished, I trudged out to the car park and saw the Cullen's getting into their car.

Alice saw me and waved enthusiastically. I nervously waved back, and got into my truck, wondering why on earth Alice was being so friendly to me.

I shrugged the thought off and started the car. The loud rumble of my engine attracted a lot of stares as I drove out of the car park. I was a natural at ignoring the stares now.

I hummed to myself tunelessly as I drove along the road.

I was halfway to my house now.

I looked out my window and spotted a little kid on a tricycle squealing happily to his mother. I smiled to myself and looked back to the road when someone honked their horn loudly.

I nearly screamed; around ten metre's in front of me was a shiny black Mercedes – headed straight for me.

I realised that when I watched the little kid on the bike I swerved onto the wrong side of the road.

In a moment of panic, I swerved my truck to the left, narrowly missing the Mercedes.

My truck spun around, and everything was a blur. The last thing I remember before I was consumed into a world of black was my truck heading straight for a pole at over 30 miles per hour.

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I woke up feeling groggy. I opened my eyes and was met by bright lights, and a white hospital room. Charlie was on a chair next to me, head in his arms, presumably asleep. I poked his neck, and he jumped awake.

"Bella? Thank god you're awake!" He sounded really relieved, and he took my hand and squeezed it.

Just then a doctor came in. He was young, he was blonde... and he was handsomer than any movie star I had ever seen. He was pale, though, and tired looking, with circles under his eyes.

He smiled warmly at me, "Hello Miss Swan. Good to see you're awake."

"W-what happened?" I asked shakily.

"What do you remember?" He asked me, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I was driving home, and I looked out my window," I began, "Then I heard a car honk, and I saw a black Mercedes coming straight for me. I panicked, and realised I was on the wrong side of the road... And then I swerved left, and remember going straight for a pole. That's all."

"Well, you hit a pole, and completely ruined your truck. Chief Swan had to write it off." The doctor told me sympathetically, "And, I was the driver of the black Mercedes. Doctor Carlisle Cullen."

That explained it.

"Sorry." I groaned, "So what did I break this time?"

Dr. Cullen's angelic face gave me a humorous smile, "You only hit your head, but I've fixed you up. You can go home in less than an hour."

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you Dr. Cullen."

He smiled crookedly at me, "Please, call me Carlisle."

I nodded, slightly dazed. Carlisle left the room.

"How you feeling, kid?" Charlie asked me.

"I'm fine." I reassured him honestly. I felt no pain at all.

"Do you want me to get you anything?" He asked me.

I swallowed and noticed my throat was really dry, and I was really hungry, "Could I have some water and a sandwich or something?"

"Sure thing, kiddo." Charlie squeezed my hand again and left the room.

I put my head back in my pillows and stared at the ceiling.

Ten minutes later Charlie came back with a ham and cheese sandwich and a bottle of water.

I sat up in my pillows and took the food gratefully, gobbling it down in minutes.

"Slow down!" Charlie chuckled.

"You didn't tell Renée about this did you?" I asked Charlie cautiously.

He looked uncomfortable, "No... I didn't... But I think you should."

I groaned and bashed my head against the feather-soft pillow, "She'll go crazy! Please don't make me tell her!" I whined.

Charlie furrowed his brows, but gave in, "Fine."

I smiled gleefully just as Carlisle came in.

"Pleased to see you're better then, Miss Swan." Carlisle said.

"Bella." I blurted out, "Call me Bella." I felt myself blush.

"Alright, Bella." He smiled warmly at me, "You're free to go home now."

I smiled gleefully again, and made to get out of bed.

"Bella," Carlisle stopped me sternly, "I need to get that needle out of your arms."

My eyes dropped to my hands, and I blushed, "Oh."

Carlisle chuckled silently, and graciously walked over to me. On the way he grabbed a cotton bud and a bandaid.

He sat on the edge of my bed, and took my hand gently in his own. His fingers were ice cold. He gently slid the needle out of my hand, and pressed a cotton bud to it for a few seconds. He then pulled the bud off and placed a bandaid on it. He was so careful the whole time.

I looked down and noticed for the first time that I was in a hospital gown.

I blushed again, and noticed a fresh pair of clothes on a seat near the window.

I grabbed them, and noticed Carlisle looking at me humorously. I blushed, again, and walked into the bathroom that was in my hospital room.

I changed into my clothes quickly, and walked back out, dumping the gown on the bed.

"Ready to go then, Bells?" Charlie asked me. I nodded, and then met Carlisle's eyes. I noticed they were a gorgeous rich gold colour. He was gorgeous.

I blushed, yet again. I blush way too much.

I followed Charlie out of the room, Carlisle following me. We walked to the front desk and Carlisle signed us out.

Charlie and I both thanked him, and left the hospital.

I could feel Carlisle's eyes on me the whole time as I walked out.