AN: I'm so sorry if this is a lame introduction, I haven't written a fanfiction story in 4 years. Some of you may have read my old stories, my username was IAmCullenized. I never finished any of my stories, and I don't plan on it sadly. I plan on starting new and improved. Please leave a review and let me know if the story sounds good so far, I promise it'll be good once I get it really started.~

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BPOV

As I looked out the airplane window, I never thought it'd look so cold and dreary outside. My mom tried to warn me that it'd be cold but of course, I didn't listen. I looked down at what I was wearing. Shorts, a bright blue tank top, and my black flip flops. This outfit would've been perfect if I was going back to Pheonix, which I wasn't. I was going to the very dark and wet town known as Forks, Washington.

Did I just say it was known? Haha, what a joke. The population wasn't even 5,000 people. I shook my head, trying to get the thought out of my head. I hated small towns.

I saw we were almost there, so I got up quickly, but not too quickly that would cause me to fall. Did I mention I was clumsy? I trip over air. I slowly walked to the small bathroom they had on the plane and closed the door behind me.

I looked into the mirror to see a pale, brown haired girl with brown eyes. I took a deep breath.

Am I really ready to move to a new town again? I thought to myself as I looked into my eyes and I immediately knew the answer.

Yes.

I ran my fingers through my hair and took another deep breath before walking back to my seat. I slipped some big, gray sweatpants on with a Arizona State University sweatshirt over what I was wearing.

Arizona State was my ideal dream school, ever since I was younger. Ever since moving there when I was seven. Since then, I've moved to Hawaii, Oregon, California, Virginia, New York, and Minnesota. Now I'm flying to Washington to reside in that small town with my dad, Charlie. My dad is a Colonel in the air force, which explains why we've moved so much. I eventually got tired of it, when I was thirteen. I wanted to stay with my friends and I got tired of moving around. So I stayed with my mom in New York, during and after their divorce.

Until now.

I'm Bella, by the way. Bella Swan. And this is my story.

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AN: Thanks for reading 3 I know this is super short, and I'm sorry. It's just an introduction to what's going to go on. Please leave a review.