Okay so I've decided to start a new storieee!! Plz R&R. My original idea. Hope you likey!! And if your on this page and you don't send a review, I tree will DIE! Okay, maybe not die but ill be sad!!

Flying over vast never-ending land, I sighed and looked out of the window thinking about mom. "We ask all passengers to return to your seats and fasten your seat belts, we are about to land." Came a voice from the ceiling of the plane.

Wow. Forks Here we come. Hopefully you can handle us. I turned my head to find Bella still sleeping. What a surprise. I shoved her in the arm.

"Hey sleeping ugly, wake up we're almost there."

"Ughhh." Bella Yawned, " 'Becca if I'm ugly your just as revolting."

"Shut up, and look out the window." I snapped.

"Sheesh 'Becca hold your undies on", I rolled my eyes at her childish comment and gave up.

"Wow." She said more to herself than to me. "I wonder if Charlie will be able to stand being in the same house as us."

"Well he is an officer, but he'll probably go out fishing with Billy more often now."

I looked out the window again and I could spot the airport. Here we go. The plane soon smashed against the runway and jerked to a stop. We were in first class and first to get out of the plane. Bella struggled pulling her hot pink suitcases along.

"What are all these for? Shoes?" a teased pointing at her four suitcases. "Ha. Ha." She said sarcastically. I slung my black duffle bag over my shoulder and pulled my navy blue roller suitcase with me, chuckling as Bella dropped one of her bags.

"I got it." Said a soft voice just as she bent to pick it up. He was the co-pilot according to his nametag.

"Mike Newton?" I blurted out, squinting my eyes to read the name. "What are you?" I continued, "German?"

"Uhh no." He replied looking dumbfounded as to which one of us had spoken. He couldn't be co-pilot. He looked16 maybe 17 years old. "What are you? A rapist or something? Give my sister back her bag!" I questioned him again.

"Oh yes. Sorry. Here you go." He handed Bella her suitcase looking puzzled. "Are you twins? Or am I just seeing doubles?" he asked.

"What does it look like smarticus?" I snapped.

"Leave him alone Becca., he's just trying to be polite." She cooed her usual voice to lure boys in. "Ugh" I scowled and stormed off looking for a cart to carry our luggage, When I returned they were giggling.

"What are you still doing here?" I snapped at the Newton boy. "Come on Bella," I commanded grabbing her baggage and tossing it onto the cart. "We're going." She pulled out a pen and wrote her number on Mike's hand. "Dear lord, Bella." I moaned as we were in the taxi heading to Charlie's house.

"Cant you go anywhere without giving out your number?"

"What?" she defended "He was cool, and we'll be seeing more of him too."

"Great." I interrupted.

"He's in our school." She finished, just as the taxi pulled up to Charlie's house.

I paid the taxi and stepped out of the door in to what felt like a rock solid wall.

"Rass!" I bellowed. I was pulled into a brief hug and when I was released I stepped back to see Jacob grinning at me.

"I cant believe your back, 'Becca! Did you bring your board?"

"Always. Wow guy, you're all grown up!" and he was, tall and buff.

"Bella!" I heard Charlie bellow.

"Daddy!" here we go.

"Hey Charlie", I said letting him know I was here too.

"Hey Rebecca." He flashed a quick smile and turned to Bella.

She hugged him again and the asked " So dad, what have you been eating all these months? Take out?" He laughed and I managed to catch "Pretty much."

Jacob gave me a last hug before he left to go work in his garage. I ran up stairs and flopped on my bed, falling asleep to the sound of rain on the roof. I woke up to an annoying buzzing sound at exactly 6:30 AM. Stupid Bella set an alarm. I turned it off and rolled over, just to be shaken like crazy two seconds later. "Come on becca! We have school!"

"Yeah." I grumbled, "In 2 hours."

She threw a shirt at me. "Get off your lazy bum."

"Isabella. I will poison your food if you don't leave me alone."

"Rebeccaaaa!" she moaned.

I scowled "Oh fine!"

I got up and put on my black shirt that said, "Live Long, Die Hard" on it and a pair of jeans with my black and white Vans. I pulled my hair into a bun and hobbled down the stairs after brushing my teeth.

"Your cars here." Charlie mumbled.

"YES!" I ran outside to find my beloved black Jetta in front of the house.

I shoved the keys in the ignition and she roared to life. I sped down the road for a quick drive rolling down my windows for more thrill. Eighty, eight-five, ninety. Stoplight. I stopped next to a silver Volvo. The driver put down their window to reveal an almost magical face. This guy was hot! He smiled and revved his engine. There was no way he was challenging me. I revved mine back twice and just then the light turned green. I slammed on the gas and zoomed off down the road, him tailing behind me looking astonished, another stoplight in the distance. I came to a stop right across from him again. And his face was still in the shape of an 'o'.

"Name and number?" I teased.

He laughed, "Nice ride you got there."

"I know" Green light "Later"

"Wait. What's your name?" he asked

"Call me becca."

"Sweet, well I'm Edward. And I hope I can ride you I mean – ride in your car sometime."

I rolled my eyes and made a direct 'u' turn home to pick up Bella. Once I got her and my bag we sped off to school.