Being quiet never gets you heard. Getting heard is tougher than it sounds. Bella's biggest enemy is herself when it comes to speaking to the world. But she's finally ready to let everyone know exactly what she wants to say...

Edward knows that a new school means new people and new places, but there's one face that shows up everywhere he goes. Bella Swan quickly becomes a topic of interest...

When given the perfect opportunities, can Bella learn to take advantage of them and not allow something great slip through her fingers?

This is just a new story i've been thinking about writing, so please tell me what you think and REVIEW!! the reviews will really help me with knowing what you like and don't like with the story, so don't be afraid to be honest. I can really use some reviews!

Disclaimer: i don't own Twilight, but i do own many, many books.

When the Moon Met the Sun

Chapter 1. Why is it always me that falls?

Today was like any other day: cold, wet, and rainy; three of my most favorite things coming from a person who likes a warm, dry, sunny climate, even though I've never personally lived in them. You see, I only lived the life I wanted through books. In them, I could become a person who was adventurous, a person who didn't live in Forks, Washington, and most importantly, I could become anyone but me.

With long brown hair down to my torso and brown eyes to match, I was nothing special. I was average height: 5'4'' and was never really noticed by anyone in my school because I was so quiet and had my head in a book half the time. But this year was going to be different. I was going to be different. This would be the year that I took my head out of my book and stopped being so shy. I could do this.

I looked at myself in the mirror quickly before heading downstairs. My long hair was hanging down my head in its natural soft waves, framing my face which contained no make-up.

I went downstairs where my father, Charlie sat at the kitchen table with a coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other.

"Morning, kiddo. Ready for your first day back to school?" Charlie asked me as he stared at the newspaper.

"About as ready as I'll ever be."

Charlie stood up from the table and stretched his arms up high, as if waking from a long nap. "Alright Bells, I better be off to the station, you never know what troubles might arise."

Charlie was always making comments like this. I think he wanted me to believe that crime was everywhere in Forks, and he was the big, bad, important police officer who swoops down and saves the day, making the people of Forks safe again. As if. Nothing ever happened here besides maybe a car crash on the roads from people taking corners too fast when the roads were wet.

Oh yeah, my father's the police chief here in our little, almost non-existent town of Forks.

When I was left alone in the house, I fixed myself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. I kept thinking about how I really am going to change this year. The Bella who hides in her books and keeps to herself is gone. Starting today, the New Bella will be making her appearance.

Since I was ready so early, I opened a book of mine that was lying out on the table from last night. I was currently reading Romeo and Juliet. Hell, I've read it so many times that I could most likely recite it by heart.

I looked at the clock on the stove and realized quickly that it was time for school. I swiftly dropped the copy into by bag just in case I had extra time to read it later.

I headed out to my beat up old car that Charlie had bought me last year as a gift. A gift for what, I have no idea, but I accepted it graciously and cautiously. I really didn't know what to think of it the first time I saw it. The red paint was chipping and it looked like it could use a lot of work; but overtime I've grown to love the thing. I think it has character.

I pulled into the parking lot and hopped out of my car. That was a mistake. Seeing as I have hand-eye-coordination issues, this did not go over well. My heels slipped out from under me and I landed on my ass with an "oouufff" emerging from my lips. Gosh, I hope nobody saw that. I don't think anyone did. Normally I'm good at blending in to the people around me, even with my being clumsy and all.

I saw a pair of sneakers stop in front of me. From what I could tell, it was a male. The shoes, although were commonplace, were well kept without holes or scruff marks covering every inch of it; unlike most boys here.

"Are you alright?" I guess someone had noticed me. Wonderful.

He offered me his hand to take, which I gladly accepted. His hands were ruff and calloused, with a cold tinge to them.

As soon as I had righted myself, I quickly dropped my hand to my side and felt myself blush a deep crimson red. "Thanks," I said quietly, with my head down, letting my hair swing down over my shoulders to help conceal my face. I could not meet his stare. I was embarrassed that whoever this boy was had witnessed me being so incredibly graceless. I kept my eyes trained on the ground, betting that my full-blown blush would be easy for him to spot.

"Anytime," the male answered. There was something about his voice that sounded familiar to me, and I looked up in response.

I was not expecting to see what I did. He was several inches taller than me so I had to crane my neck up to see his face.

As my eyes roamed upwards, the more interesting and luring his appearance became. His lips were full and curved upwards in a smirk that had me wanting to smile just from seeing it. There was just something about the way he smiled that made me happy in return. His nose was perfect and straight and led up to his eyes.

Never before in my life had I seen eyes like his. They were bright with excitement and secrets, which instantly made me want to ask him what they were. The vivid green of his eyes entranced me, and I felt as if I never wanted to look away. I stared into his eyes, refusing to look away until I saw a flash of something deep in them that made me look quickly away.

I trained my eyes so they were looking over the side of his broad shoulder. I was careful not to get too tempted to look at him again, though I slipped many times. I was afraid that I would look childish and odd just staring at him. There was just something about him that kept me in almost a trance-like state. Something to this boy seemed so familiar. As if I've met him or known him from somewhere before and I couldn't shake the feeling. It was very unsettling, and I wasn't sure if I liked it or not.

He opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but then the warning bell for homeroom struck across the parking lot, and I instantly grabbed at the chance to get away from this strange boy.

"Oh, well I'd better get going, thanks though" I said abruptly and walked as hurriedly as I could away without tripping over my feet.

Alrighty, there you go! i want to see what you guys think about this chapter before i write any more. Should i continue the story? let me know! Also, is there any characters that you want me to add to the story? Emmet, Jasper, Alice, anyone? I can always use the advice, since i'm pretty new to writing fan fics! thank you so much, and please review! i want to try to get at least 3 reviews before i continue.. sorry i don't mean to be pushy, but i need some feedback!

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