A/N: Hey guys. This used to be my Fic The Lamb Tamer, but one I didn't like the title and two that was MONTHS ago, I think last Christmas. So I rewrote it a bit. For those who didn't read what I had written on The Lamb Tamer, here is some information about Bella and her family:

Bella has a brother.

Bella is OOC

Charlie's house is a bit different it has three bedrooms and two bathrooms because I thought Bella should have her own bathroom and her brother needs a room to stay in when he visits.

Bella is rich, or at least Renee is, Charlie isn't, but I explain a bit in this chapter.

I think that's it. Please review.

"Bella, you are going to live with your dad. That's final!" my mother, Renee scolded.

"Come on mom! This is so unfair! It wasn't the one who brought the alcohol to the party! I wasn't doing any of the drugs! I'm not that stupid!" I complained. This was the fourth party I had been caught attending by the police.

"Bella! You were caught intoxicated, under aged, at all of those parties! You won't listen to me. Being caught by the police and doing community service doesn't seem to persuade you to stay away from the parties! You are lucky your father is highly thought of in the police department in Forks, otherwise you would be off to juvenile detention instead of moving there. You violated your probation. You have to go, Bella. I can't handle you and your behavior anymore!" Renee yelled exasperated. She made a few heads turn in the airport where we supposed to be saying our goodbyes. Phil, Renee's new, younger, husband, stood faithfully next to his wife, glaring at me. I glared right back.

"Seeing as I'm such a burden, I'll just go. Don't expect any calls," I said coolly, picking up my back pack and walking towards the security check.

"Bella, hold on a second," Renee said grabbing my shoulder. "You know Charlie's past and why I left him. I know he's gone to anger management classes, but that doesn't mean it worked. So just try not to make him too angry. I know we have been having a hard time lately, but I still love you, and I don't want you to get hurt."

I scoffed, "Seriously? After everything I did to piss you off? You've shown that you don't care at all, and so when things get hard you just give me away. And now you care about my well being? Whatever. I'm leaving," I said walking towards the security check again, not looking back.

If Charlie was supposedly so dangerous, why was she sending me to live with him?

I made it through security then walked towards my gate. One good thing about going to Forks was I would be able to see my brother, Josh, more often. But with him up at the University of Washington, it wouldn't be all that more often.

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I was thankful when I finally landed at Port Angeles Airport. When we got to baggage claim. Charlie was waiting for me. We exchanged an awkward hug and got my bags. Charlie put them in the back of his police cruiser. He was the Chief of Police in Forks. I hated riding in it. I couldn't wait for my new car. I used the savings account my grandpa set up to buy it the other day.

My grandparents and I were really close. After my mom left Charlie, we went to live with them. I was five when my grandma died. My grandpa was a wealthy man. He owned a very successful insurance company in Connecticut. Since his health was poor and my mom was set to be the one who took over the company, we stayed with him. My grandpa and I got very close as I got older. He died just after my thirteenth birthday. Everyone was heartbroken over his death. My mom went into a depression, leaving Josh and I to take care of ourselves for a couple months. My grandpa left me with a very generous trust fund that I was set to receive on my eighteenth birthday as well as the savings account for my first car.

The car ride to Forks was quiet.

Charlie finally spoke up when we were about ten miles from his house.

"So have you found a car yet?" he asked.

"I bought one online and it's supposed to be delivered to the house tomorrow," I told him. I was so excited for it to come. I didn't really know what people drove around here, but I was guessing they weren't anything like my car.

"Are you sure? Because Billy Black, a friend of mine, can't drive anymore and he has an old truck he and his son have fixed up. I could get it for you for free."

"Thanks for the offer, dad, but I already bought it and have fallen in love with my car," I told him.

"Alright. Can't wait to see it," he said.

The rest of the ride home was spent in silence.

I was relieved when we got to the house. It was exactly like I remembered it. Charlie helped take my bags up to my room which already had boxes of my stuff in it. The room had creamy colored walls; the old furniture from when I was a baby was still in the room. The only change was the crib was replaced with a queen sized bed. I was glad I had eaten a large breakfast that morning. It was only twelve and if I started now, I could have my room set up by dinner time.

"Do you want any lunch, Bells?" Charlie asked. I hated when he called me Bells.

"No, I had a big breakfast. I'll be fine until dinner," I told him going over to the box marked bedding and opening it.

"Alright, I'm going down to the station for awhile. My cell phone number as well as the station number is by the phone in the kitchen if you need it," he explained.

"Okay, see you later dad."

I pulled out my sheets and comforter and made the bed. Then I started unpacking my clothes. I felt more relaxed just being in Forks. I was gone from the bad party scene…though who knows how long that will last, and my attitude wasn't snappy like it had been with Renee and Phil that morning. Maybe Forks was good for me. You could never get me to admit it to Renee though.

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Finally I was down to my last box and then the stuff I carried on the plane. I hooked up my printer and lap top, set up a lamp, and put some art supplies in a holder on my desk. Charlie had cleaned out the spare bathroom for my use so we wouldn't have to share, which I was thankful for. I unloaded my bathroom supplies into the drawers and shower. I stacked all the boxes together and set them by the rocking chair in the corner of my room. I felt hot a sweaty from unpacking so I grabbed a pair of pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I got out Charlie was home. A pizza box sat on the counter.

"I'm not much of a cook," he said gesturing to the pizza box.

"I'm a decent cook. I could make dinners for us," I offered.

"That would be great. I leave grocery money in coffee can in the kitchen," he told me.

"Where should I put the boxes from my room?" I asked, grabbing a plate out of the cupboard and taking a slice of pizza, then sitting across from Charlie.

"You can put them in the garage. I'll take them down the station to dump them tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks, dad, for everything," I said smiling genuinely at him.

"Sure Bells."

Something seemed off about Charlie. Like he didn't really want me here. I didn't think I was being a bad house guest. I bought my own car. I offered to cook dinner and go grocery shopping. I couldn't have messed up already.

Charlie and I finished dinner in silence. I offered to do the dishes and put the left over pizza away even though I was dead tired. Charlie didn't seem to care, he just went into the living room to go watch whatever sports game was on.

When I was done I said goodnight to Charlie and went up to my room. I checked my cell phone and saw I had a text from Josh. It read:

U make it to dads alright?

I quickly typed him a text back saying:

Yeah. I'll call u tomorrow. I'm dead on my feet. Night.

With that I crawled into bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

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I woke up early the next morning. I took a quick shower and dressed for the day. I moved the boxes from my room down to the garage. The company that was delivering my car called saying they would be here in a half an hour. I was so excited I couldn't keep the smile from my face. I decided to call Josh since I promised him last night I would.

He picked up on the third ring.

"What?" Josh answered grouchily into the phone.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," I teased.

"Hey, Bella. Sorry, I had a late night last night," Josh said sounding more awake this time.

"Uh huh. Sure," I went on.

"So what are you doing today?" he asked.

"My car comes today," I couldn't help but smile wider.

"What kind did you decide on?" he asked.

"A silver 2008 Mercedes-Benz M Class."

"Nice. How much did grandpa leave you anyway?"

"Sixty thousand."

"He always favored you," Josh joked.

"Whatever Mr. Brand-New-Escalade, yours probably cost more than grandpa gave me."

"Yeah, yeah. So when do I get to see you and this new car?" he asked changing the subject.

"Um, I dunno. Whenever you decide to come down here. You're still on winter break while I have to start school tomorrow," I said.

"Well I'll try to get down there soon. School starts up again next week, so who knows, maybe I'll just show up sometime unexpected this week."

"Ok, I can't wait. Well, I should go they are going to be here any minute with my car. Love you Josh."

"You too Bella, bye."

"Bye," I said then hung up the phone.

I looked out the window anxiously and saw a flat bed truck unloading my car. I ran outside and met with the lady who was there to deliver it.

"Are you Isabella Swan?" she asked.

"Yes, you must be Ms. Greenburg," I said sticking out my hand to shake hers. She smiled at my formal gesture and shook my hand.

"Well, I just need you to sign here and the car is all yours," she smiled. I quickly signed the papers and thanked her. She then left.

I got in and parked the car better in the driveway so Charlie had room to park too.

For awhile I sat in the car, enjoying the smell and playing with the navigation system and the radio.

When Charlie got home he joined me in the car and we took it for a test drive. He seemed impressed and for the time being it felt like we bonded. We even went to the grocery store together to pick out some dinners and other foods to have in the house. When we got back we put away the groceries and I made dinner.

When we sat down to eat, Charlie started talking about school. "Everything is all set up for you to attend. All you have to do is go to the main office and get your schedule."

"Alright, sounds good," I said. It felt like now we were back in the house, Charlie and I had nothing in common again. We couldn't keep a conversation going. I decided to give up. I had tried everything asking him questions about his job, fishing, and sports. All were duds.

When I was done I cleaned my dishes as well as Charlie's then went to bed. I was anxious for tomorrow to come. Maybe Renee was somewhat in the right for making me come here. A fresh start where people didn't know me was nice.

Back in Phoenix I had gotten picked on. Well at least until last year when I finally stood up for myself and became "cool" by parting, but look where that got me. No moving was definitely a good thing. I didn't have any friends back in Phoenix, maybe now was my chance to get to know some new people.

My eyelids became too heavy to keep open and I eventually fell asleep.

Again, please review! I will have the next chapter up soon it could be tomorrow or later because I am repainting my room this weekend, but I promise to keep with this fic as long as I can. The more you review the faster and more inspired I get so I am more likely to update faster!

Thank you!