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Chapter One - First Sight

I had never been a fan of the heat. The sweltering, blistering, back drenching heat of the Arizona sun made living there hell. Bella, on the other hand, loved it here. Personally, I don't see how she could enjoy the sun seeing she looked like Casper the friendly ghost's twin. I'm glad I didn't have her skin complexion; while I could compare her skin to paste, I could compare mine to the barest minimum of a tan. Fuck the sun.

"Bella, Olly, you guys don't have to do this." mom said for what seemed like the tenth time in three minutes.

"I want to go," Bella lied, giving mom a weak smile.

I knew Bella was worried about our harebrained mother, but she was an adult so I just shrugged it off. Bella was the one who asked to go live with dad, so it was on her conscious, not mine. Don't get me wrong, I love mom to death, but she's just too energetic for me to keep up with. Besides, I liked dad 's house. It was cosy and homey, which the house back in Arizona lacked.

"Tell Charlie I said hi."

"We will." Bella spoke, while I gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, i'll tell him you that I can get a tattoo and smoke crack." I said with as much seriousness as I could bring forward.

Mom giggled and hugged me tightly and kissed me on the cheek. "I'll miss that sense of humor you have, my little Olive branch."

"Mom please don't ever call me that again," I grimaced at her little nickname.

She gave Bella the same treatment as me, and I felt my heart break just a little bit. I was going to miss her a lot, but this was the best thing we could do for her and ourselves. She was a free spirit while Bella and I were homebodies. She deserved to be happy with Phil and we deserved a parent we could rely on for more than just a fun spa day.

I waved to mom as we walked through the tunnel that led to our plane. As we walked on the plane, I looked to Bella. She looked so ready to leave our home and join dad in the boonies, but I knew that was just a face she put on. Deep down, I knew she was sad to leave mom and Phoenix behind.

"Hey Bella?"

"Yeah?" she responded, looking over to me.

You're really brave is what I wanted to say, but instead I spurted out something that would maybe lighten the mood. "You're a nerd."

"You're a dork." she shot back with a small smile on her face.

I fake gasped, "I take offense to that, i'm suing you. You'll be hearing from my lawyer you criminal scum."

As we sat in our seat on the plane, we lowered our tone and continued talking.

"I'm sorry for dragging you to Forks, Olly," Bella whispered to me.

"Don't be, I think you did the right thing by saying we should live with dad." I leaned my head back on the seat and stretched my legs out in front of me.

"You think so?" she asked. She folded her carry on parka on her lap and looked down, her long hair covering her face like a curtain.

"Yeah, I really do."

"Thank you."

The four hour flight to Seattle was boring, but I slept the entire way there so I guess it wasn't that bad. We had boarded another small plane to take us to Port Angeles. After we landed and got off that plane, it really felt real to me. We were really moving in with dad, and we really left Phil to handle mom by himself.

"Look, there he is," I pointed out dad from the small crowd of people waiting in front of the gate.

I dropped my two large suitcases on their wheels and grabbed the handles. I practically ran to dad, which probably looked really funny from his end; his youngest daughter wheeling two big suitcases sprinting to him, knocking over people in the process.

"Dad!" I dropped the handles and hugged him hard, pressing my face into his chest.

He wasn't surprised when I did that, he knew I was a very touchy-feely type of person and had gotten used to it. He placed his arms around me and hugged back.

"I missed you so much!" I yelled, but it was muffled by his shirt.

Bella had finally made it to us when dad let me go. He gave her an awkward one armed hug that made me feel awkward for the both of them. Dad and Bella were too much alike and that made things awkward for all of us.

"It's good to see you both. How's Renee?" he asked.

I picked my suitcases back up and we started walking to his police cruiser. I thought it was pretty cool that he was the police chief, and he can legally carry a taser, so that's double the awesomeness.

"Mom's fine. It's good to see you Ch- dad." Bella had the habit of calling him Charlie, which she wasn't allowed to do in front of him.

Bella and I placed our bags in the back of the cruiser. I quickly ran to the front of the car so I didn't have to feel like a criminal. Bella glared at me as I hopped in the passenger seat and I stuck my tongue out at her. You snooze you lose.

"I found a good car for you both, pretty cheap and reliable," dad said when we hit the road.

"What kind of car is it?" Bella questioned suspiciously.

"It's the hippie car I always wanted, right? The one that says 'Olly's Mystery Machine' on it, right? Right?" I wasn't joking when I said I wanted that car.

"Sadly no, but it's a Chevy truck." Damn it.

"Where did you find it?" Bella please drop it, it's a car, be grateful you little shit.

"Do you remember Billy Black down at La Push?"

"Is that the Indian reservation by the coast?" I asked, faintly remembering them.

Dad nodded and I gasped in remembrance, "That guy who went fishing with us and buy me candy bars?"

Bella was forced to go fishing with us, so I doubt she remembered him. She had a knack for repressing memories from Forks.

"He's in a wheelchair now so he can't drive it anymore."

I cut him off, "Well I wonder why he can't drive it." I said sarcastically.

Dad sighed and continued, "He offered to sell me the truck dirt cheap."

"What year is it?" Bella's questioned never seemed to end about the damn truck.

"It was the summer of 69'." I mocked her and sang the classic line from Bryan Adams Summer of 69.

"Shut up." Bella groaned.

"Billy's done a lot of work on the engine, so it runs like it's brand new." He sure is talking this thing up.

"When did he buy it?"

"Your face!"

"1984 I think."

"Did he buy it new?" Bella I swear to god I will smack you.

"No, he bought it in the late fifties early sixties," he admitted.

I stopped listening at that point, I wasn't really in the mood to hear Bella and dad argue. I watched us pass the Forks sign and I mentally tacked on two more people to the town's population. This is what I missed out Forks; the atmosphere. The trees swayed to their own music and the wind directed the leaves flitter from their homes. The sky was a murky gray, much like the ocean that lined the beaches of Washington. I felt truly at home here. The people who lived here were generally friendly and they all seemed united. You could go on walks on the trails that seemed to be everywhere, or you could go sightseeing on the trail of life.

When we made it to Bella and I's new home, I smiled. It was how I remembered it. The three bedroom house that mom and dad bought when Bella was just born and I was on the way seemed like a fresh breath of air. I looked to the left and there sat the truck that was bestowed upon us. It was a faded red with a little bit of rust, but I liked it. I couldn't drive it because I still had my learner's permit, but in five months, I was going to tear up the town in that sucker.

"Wow dad, I love it!" Bella exclaimed, and to my surprise it didn't sound like she was lying.

"I'm glad you like it." dad said quietly, embarrassed.

Dad helped me carry my stuff up the stairs and to my room. My room was across from Bella's and beside the upstairs bathroom. The mauve colored walls were just how I remembered, and my twin sized bed was still laid horizontally against the wall so I could use it as a couch too. My fuzzy lime green rug was placed beside my bookshelf which held all my books and DVDs. The small bay window still had the black curtains that dad bought for me, and my mom's old computer was plugged in on my desk and ready to go.

Dad put my suitcases down and closed the door on his way out, leaving me to my privacy. He always gave Bella and I our space, something mom never did. I looked at the little alarm clock on my desk and groaned; it was almost eight at night. I hadn't ate anything since the plane ride, and let me tell you, that food sucked more than whore with her rent due in the morning.

I organised my clothes in my closet and lined my shoes against the wall in the back of closet. I put my pants and underwear in the small dresser that was beside my bed. By the time I had done all that, it was nine thirty and I was starving. I stepped out of my room and saw Bella mentally preparing herself for tomorrow in the bathroom. I tip toed past her and went downstairs to the kitchen. The first thing I saw was a box of cereal, so I did what any sane person does. I took the entire box of cereal and went back into my room, not bothering to ask Bella if she wanted any of the generic frosted oats cereal.

I slept like a log last night, but that doesn't mean I want to get up and go to school. It was still raining when I woke up, which really didn't bother me. I groaned and uncovered myself, which was a big mistake because it was colder than a witch's tit. I slipped on my light pink bunny slippers and trekked to my closet. I wish I picked out an outfit last night because I had no idea what to wear. Bella should know, right?

I stepped out of my room and to Bella's room. I didn't bother knocking, so I pushed open the door and saw her slipping on a pair of jeans.

"I'm in dire need of advice. What do I wear today?"

Bella gave me a look that said 'I don't know' and ushered me out of the room. She closed the door and locked. I blew a raspberry at the wooden door, if she didn't want to help me she could have said so. Back in my room I go. Now, what to wear? I looked at one of my dresses but decided no. It was too cold right now, and I don't want to seem like a prissy little girl. Fuck it. I grabbed one of my graphic shirts that said 'Harvard Law' and nodded, this would do perfectly. I then went picked out a pair of dark gray skinny jeans.

When I slipped on a pair of black Converse, I walked into the bathroom to fix myself up. I brushed my teeth and brushed my hair. I left my dark brown hair down, there was nothing I could really do with it; it was too thick to be put up in any type of updo.

"Olly, hurry up! And where's the cereal?" Bella yelled from downstairs.

Shit, I forgot to take the cereal box downstairs after I was done. Oh well. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Bella was waiting, the keys to the new Swan mobile in hand.

"Where's dad?" I asked, not seeing him.

"He left before you woke up. I couldn't really sleep last night," Bella said, grabbing her bag and slinging it across her back.

"Damn." I didn't know what to say to her. She couldn't sleep? Well, that sucks I guess.

"Come on." Bella walked out of the kitchen and then the front door, leaving me standing in the kitchen. Why is she in such a hurry?

I slung a light black jacket on and picked up my messenger bag. When I walked out the door, I was greeted with a cold chill. I shivered and clung to my jacket. I didn't know it was going to be this cold. I locked the front door with the key hidden under the mat and jumped into the truck. I leaned my head against the window as Bella drove. The loud hum of the truck and the radio playing made the trip less enjoyable.

I was having last minute jitters and it sucked. Who was I going to sit with at lunch? I could sit with Bella, but what if the people she sits with don't like me?

"Come on, let's get our schedules." I didn't even we had made it to Forks High.

I stepped out of the truck and stared at the buildings. They looked more like little houses than a high school, but I liked it. It was cute and there were a lot of trees and shrubs around. Bella took the lead to the office which I had no objection to. I didn't bother looking around the office because there were so many places I would rather be than here. I did walk up to the desk though, and there sat a plump redheaded woman with glasses.

"Can I help you two?" she asked, her tone polite and friendly.

"I'm Isabella Swan," She looked at me, waiting for me to say my name.

"I'm Olive Swan." I managed to saw without saying something extra. I had a habit of saying stupid stuff when I was nervous.

Her eyes lit up and she shuffled through a large stack of papers. She handed up our schedules and explained the quickest routes to each one. I looked to Bella's schedule and I sighed in relief. We had gym together, thank god.

Bella thanked the redheaded office lady and I followed her out of the office. We got back in the truck and pulled away from the office. Bella drove around the school and followed the line of traffic. When she parked again, I didn't want to get out of the truck.

"Olly, I know you can do this by yourself. You're sixteen and I can't keep babying you." Bella spoke in a motherly tone, but it was firm.

She was right though, which I hated to admit. I got out of the truck and looked around at the sea of cars. They were all old looking, the only one that looked like it was from this century was a shiny silver Volvo.

"What's your first class?" Bella asked as we walked through the parking lot.

"Algebra 2, yours?" I hated math so much.

"English." Bella started walking towards her class, so I guess it was my turn to go to mine.

I turned on my heels and walked towards building 4 where my class was. Happy days, oh happy days.

It was finally lunch, and surprisingly, I had people to sit with. My morning classes were full of people who seemed too caught up in their own lives to care about mine, so I was left alone for the most part. I had fun in Latin II though. The teacher was cool and there were hardly any students in there. There were four others in there besides me and they took a liking to me pretty quickly.

I made my way into the cafeteria and spotted Bella sitting with an interesting looking bunch. She looked over at me and gave me a grim smile before turning back to her new friends. I looked around and saw the group that invited me to lunch. I grinned and sat down,

"Sup' homies."

They were an interesting looking bunch of people, let me tell you. Langley Wise had curly, light brown hair that seemed to defy gravity. She was very tall and spindly, and her skin was a warm cream color. Langley, not to be rude or anything, had a big nose. It was slim, kinda crooked, and long. Sitting on her nose were a pair of glasses that reminded me of Harry Potter.

Simone Walters was on the Forks soccer team, which I didn't even know we had. She had wavy black hair and had a tall, athletic build. Her skin was a healthy golden brown and she had laugh lines around her mouth. Her eyes were to die for; long lashes and a deep brown that had specks of hazel.

Claire Persons looked like a California bred girl. She had tan skin, pale blonde hair, and pretty blue eyes. She was a girl with a lot of hip, like, damn. She may have had hips that would make any man scream, but she had no breasts. None. It was like a twelve year old boy was under shirt. She had a beauty mark under her right eye and a small scar on her nose.

Sammy Muello was an artsy guy, and you could tell. He had speckles of colored paint on his face and his clothes were riddled with the same paint. His dyed black hair was pulled out of his face with a yellow hair clip. His pale skin had acne scars but his smile was like looking into the sun.

"How are you enjoying Forks so far, newbie?" Claire asked with her mouth full of food.

I shrugged, "It's been there. I'm just not a fan of introducing myself with a shit eating smile."

The group laughed, and I felt happy. I think I found my new group of special people.

I glance behind Sammy and my eyes widen. A group of five sit at the table near the door, and mother of pearl, they're all gorgeous. They looked like they were teachers here; out of the three boys, I could tell which one was using steroids. Another boy was tall with honey blond hair, and he looked leaner than the boy who loved riods' but still had muscle. The last boy was lankier than the others, with untidy bronze hair.

The two girls looked completely opposite of each other. The blonde one looked like a greek goddess. She had an hourglass figure that women strive for and long hair that was sleek and glossy. The other girl was pixie like, with small features and short black hair that pointed in every direction.

"Who are they?" I questioned, pointing a finger to their table. "Did they get lost on their way to the photoshoot?"

"Oh, them." Simone had a sour look on her face. "They're the Cullens. The big one with curly hair, that's Emmett. The blonde beside him is Rosalie Hale, and her twin is the blond boy Jasper. The small girl beside him is Alice. Th-"

"The one who's super cute and super out of my league is Edward." Claire finished for Simone.

"Well damn, mama Cullen's vagina must be wrecked from all of those kids." I said.

Langley snorted, "No, they're all adopted."

"Yeah, that makes more sense than what I originally said. Let's pretend I said that."

The group shrugged and went back to talking about something random, I wasn't really paying attention though. It was creepy of me, but I was staring at the Cullen table. They seemed to be alienating themselves from everybody else. I tossed away my curiosity and talked with the scooby gang until the bell rang, signalling that lunch was over. I gave my new friends a wave and went to my next class, English. When I walked in, I spotted Claire's dream boy, Eddy boy Cullen. I was in AP English 11, which was pretty impressive seeing how I barely got to skip tenth grade. I'm so glad I took a bunch of online classes.

I strolled to the teacher's desk and handed the teacher my slip. She signed it and told me to sit in the empty seat in the back where my dear old friend Edward sat. I nodded and sat where I was told. I placed my messenger bag on the floor but not before taking out a notebook and a pencil. I was so ready for this class, I could feel it in my left tit. English was my favorite class and one of the only classes I could do relatively well in.

I looked over at Cullen kid number five and I could really observe how well structured his face was. No blemishes or freckles, straight nose, nice lips, and even nicer hair. Oh no, he's hot. He saw my stare and leaned away from me, which I found highly offensive. I knew I didn't smell, and I wasn't that ugly so I saw no reason for him to do that.

Edward was like that the entire class; leaned as far away from me as possible. If he wanted to offend the non offendable Olive Swan, then he sure accomplished it. My first and only impression of the high and mighty Cullen boy was that he was an asshole. When the bell rang he didn't even make it obvious that he wanted to book the fuck out of there. Ok then, fuck you too buddy.

The last class of the day was gym which wasn't so bad. I liked gym class, it gave me an excuse to show them that I was a little better at sports than Bella was. I may not be the most athletic person out there, but I was better than Bella and that's all that mattered. When gym was over, I gave Bella my slip so she could turn it into the office. When she walked out of the office, I followed her to the parking lot.

"So how did your day go?" I asked Bella who was power walking to the truck.

"I miss Phoenix," she admitted, sadness seeping through her voice. "It's just not the same here."

"It's only the first day, you'll forget about Phoenix in no time. Trust me," I smiled, giving my older sister reassurance.

The rest of the car ride was silent, but it wasn't awkward. Bella needed time to think and I needed time to remember math formulas. There was already going to be a math test this week and I was most definitely going to fail.

When we got home, Bella rushed to her room without a word. I sighed and sat at the kitchen table, studying formulas and doing math questions. This whole Bella and Cullen situation was going to give me a heart attack. I was so deep in thought that I didn't feel a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw dad looking at me with concern,

"Are you alright?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm just stressed out because there's a math test coming up." I didn't like lying to people but I didn't want him to worry.

"Don't ask me for help, i'm not good at the stuff." He ruffled my hair and went into the living room, leaving me to myself.

After two hours of me practicing math and failing at it, I made a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup and went upstairs. When I made it to the top of the steps, I heard the soft cries of my sister. My heart wrenched, but I knew if I tried to comfort her she would push me away. I tip toed to my room and gently closed the door, trying not to disturb her.

I popped in a DVD in my computer and ate my dinner. When the movie was over, I took my dishes downstairs and washed them, along with the plate that dad dirtied up. I guess Bella hadn't gone downstairs to eat anything. I wished dad a good night and went back upstairs to take a shower. I stripped myself of today's clothes and hopped into the shower. I think I spent fifteen minutes just standing there, lost in my thoughts. Today was a long day. I quickly washed and conditioned my hair with my favorite shampoo that smelt like vanilla and honey. After washing my body, I got out and dried off before retreating to my room. I slipped on new underwear and pajamas before hopping into bed.

I didn't immediately fall asleep, I just laid there listening to the rain patter against the window. My mind wandered to Eddy boy. Man, he sure was an asshole today. Maybe i'll bring a lighter to school and light him on fire, yeah, that'll show him. Fuck Edward Cullen. Nobody snubs Olly Swan at a party.

Yeah, I fixed it up. Who do you ship Bella with for this story?

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