Hey guys! So to be honest, this is going to be my first fanfic, even though I've been reading Fanfiction for about two years. I decided to write one about Twilight. Reason being that I've always have been interested in gender swap stories, and I've noticed that twilight has little to none! So I thought that I should give it a try. Even though this'll be my first, feel free to give me honest reviews, as I can really use some tips on writing more fanfics.

So this will be a retelling of the story where most of the characters will be switched to the opposite gender, except for maybe a few minor characters. Some of the events from the book will be a bit altered to appeal to the genderswap. You guys can comment on who you do or don't want be genderswapped, specifically.

Well, that's just a brief description on what I'll be doing. Remember to comment on how this first chapter goes.

Wish me luck! :)

Disclaimer:All characters, personalities, settings, etc. included within the story belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do not own nor will I ever own the Twilight series.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

A Rainy Day

The drive to the airport wasn't as hot and miserable as I thought I'd be, a decent seventy-five degrees, the clear sky a pleasant baby blue. I was wearing a grey tee shirt underneath a button-up red plaid shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of red and black Nikes. Goes with the weather, I guess. The day would be even better if my dad, Richard, would stop asking me a thousand times to change my mind.

"Ben," he said to me-a thousand and one times-before boarding the plane. "You can still stay with me, you don't have to go to your mom's, you know that right?"

Dad has always been a bit concerned whenever I went long distances, probably because of my infamous clumsiness that tended to get me injured or in situations that neither of us want or actually enjoy.

"I know that dad, but I really want to go," I lied. I swear that I cannot lie to save my life, but after mentioning it so many times I have no doubt that he's convinced of it.

"Well, if this is what you what, then that's alright. Make sure to tell Charlie I say hello, okay?"

"I'll make sure to tell her," I assured him.

"Make sure to give me a call when you're all settled in. Don't forget that you can come home whenever you want. I'll drop whatever I'm doing and come get you the moment you ask, you hear?" he insisted.

I can tell by the urgency in his voice that he's reluctant to let me leave.

"I will dad," I promised. "I'll be fine there, don't worry about me. I love you, Dad."

He gave me a long, tight hug then let me board the plane. Next thing I knew, I was off to Seattle.

The flight from Phoenix to Seattle wasn't that long of a flight, only about four hours. After that, I would get on a small plane to get to Port Angeles, and then an hour drive to Forks in Charlie's car. Although I had no doubt that the ride would be a bit awkward, considering that we only talked whenever I would fly out for vacations.

It was pouring by the time I got to Port Angeles, which sucked because I didn't really bring anything that accommodated with this Washington weather. I can already tell that this was a sign of bad luck.

Charlie was standing outside of her police cruiser. To the people of Forks, she was Police Chief Swan, law enforcer of the town. Despite my lack of cash, I absolutely refused to ride around in a cop car with flashing red and blue lights. A good way to attract unwanted attention.

"Benny," she said, catching me with a smile on her face as I stumbled off the plane. "It's good to see you son. You haven't changed a bit. How's Richard been?"

"He's been pretty good. It's good to see you too mom," I told her.

My mom went for my bag, but I told her that I could carry it. I didn't bring a lot of clothes suitable for the rainy weather in Forks. I should probably shop for a decent rain jacket.

"I managed to find a really cheap and good car for you, a nice Chevy," she made known.

"Really?" I asked surprised, "Where did you get it?"

"Do you remember Billie Black that lives down at the Indian reservation near the coast, La Push? " she asked.

"Not really, no," I admitted.

"She used to go fishing with us during the summer. She's in a wheelchair now," she mentioned sadly, "so she isn't driving anymore, so she decided to sell me her truck for a decent price."

"Do you know what year it is?" I asked. I have a feeling that this was a question she didn't want me to sk.

"Well," she started slowly, "I think that she bought it around 1984, but Billie did a lot of work on the engine. It's a few years old, but its a good running car."

"Mom, you know I'm not really much of a car expert, and I don't exactly have the cash for a mechanic…" I emphasised.

"Honestly, Ben, The thing runs like new. These types of trucks aren't being built anymore. Plus, I already paid for it."

Well, I thought, I guess it could be worse. I could have no car at all and end up walking through the endless days of rain that seemed to go on forever. Certainly don't want that.

"Thanks mom, but you didn't have to do that. I could have bought myself a car."

"Its fine, I really don't mind. I want you to be happy while staying here." She kept looking ahead while saying this. I can tell Charlie wasn't really comfortable with expressing her emotions with others. I guess I got that from her.

"That's really thoughtful of you, mom. I really appreciate that."

"Well then, you're welcome," she mumbled in embarrassment, clearly not expecting my generous response.

We talked a few more times during the drive through the heavy rainfall. After that it was mostly quiet. We just stared at the road ahead in comfortable silence.

After another hour, we eventually made it to Charlie's house. I can see that things haven't really changed much, because she still lives in the same house when her and Dad were still married. In front of the house, I could see a rusted red truck with fenders and a bulbous cap. I was immensely surprised that I actually loved it. I have no idea if it actually ran, but I would just have to test that out myself.

"I absolutely love it, Mom! Thanks so much!" I was right when I said that this would be better than walking in the rain.

"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it," she mumbled, embarrassed once again.

I didn't really have a lot of stuff with me, so it only took one trip to get it all upstairs. When I got up to my bedroom, I could tell that it was familiar to me, probably because I've had it since I was born. The room hasn't really changed much, the only changes being Charlie swapped out the old crib with a bed and a desk, knowing that I wouldn't need it anymore.

There was only one bathroom upstairs that I would have to share with Charlie. Certainly not looking forward to that…

On of the things about Charlie is that she knew when I needed space, unlike Dad who would throw endless questions at me about my well-being. It felt good not to put on a "mask", so to speak. I just ended up laying on my bed, depressed, staring at the ceiling and let my mind wander. Specifically towards school.

Forks high school had a shockingly small amount of students, nearing four-hundred. Back in Phoenix, there were nearly a thousand students just going through one class! All of these kids grew up together. Same with their parents and their grandparents. I wouldn't really be surprised if that were true. Small, isolated towns tends to do that.

I don't doubt that rumors would be flying the moment I step foot in school about my presence in the town, especially my appearance. Some people might expect a sporty, teen blond who plays on the high school football teen. Instead, I was an incredibly pale, skinny teen. Not an unhealthy skinny, but not exactly an athlete.

When I finished organizing my stuff, I went to the bathroom to clean myself up for the day. Take a shower, brush my teeth, then looked in the mirror. I couldn't tell if it was the lighting or not, but I was already looking sallow and unhealthy. I wasn't the most handsome of guys, but I have to admit that my skin was near flawless.

But right now, that didn't really matter. what did matter was what I'm going to do with my life here in Forks. And that started tomorrow.