I knew I was unlucky the day both my parents died. Maybe unlucky was the wrong term. It sure seemed like all luck avoided me, though.

After the funeral I moved around a lot, usually not far, though. Maybe just a town or two over. When I turned fifteen, I moved into a house with a working couple. They were rarely home, but this didn't matter to me. I never connected with my foster parents at all. For the first six months I locked myself in my bedroom whenever I could. I didn't want them to see my emotions. I cried constantly.

Eventually, my foster parents learned not to talk to me at all. They just fed me.

One day I went to a party, and it completely changed my life. We were all handed drinks, and when I finished mine, I felt strange… detached. When I tried to talk, my speech was slow and slurred. "It's okay, Babe. I'll take care of you," a boy named Zach said. He was very kind to me that evening. For the first time in ages, I felt normal. Whole. I was happy. I didn't care that my parents were dead. I found out later that I tried LSD.

When I returned to my foster home, I said nothing of the party. I just told them that I hung out with a couple of friends for the evening.

I didn't want to worry them unnecessarily.

Then it was just a cigarette. "Come on, Bella," Zach said. "It's just a cigarette. You're not going to go to jail because of some cigarettes. I thought you were cool."

Of course, like any teenager that wanted to fit in.

Eventually I was into the whole bit. I tried about every illegal drug possible. I liked the high feeling that would come after taking the drugs. I noticed after awhile, they didn't act the same as the first time I tried them.

After I became completely addicted, I moved from the Los Angeles area to rainy Forks, Washington. My new foster parents' names were Jerry and Sandy. I let my mind wander as I stared out the window into the rain.

"We'll miss you Bella," they said. Zach came over to me. He wrapped his arms around my arm, and pulled me into an embrace. I inhaled his scent. It smelled sweet. He had been smoking marijuana earlier.

"I'm going to miss you, Babe. I'll miss all the special nights we had together." He tucked my hair behind my ear, softly brushing my face with his fingertips.

"I love you, Zach. I'll visit as soon as possible." I kissed him goodbye, and walked over to Alice.

"One of my buddies moved to Forks a couple of years ago. If you get lonely, he can give you one hell of a night." She handed me a piece of paper with an address and phone number.

"Thanks, Alice. I'll miss you." I hugged her tiny frame.

"Visit any time. My house will always be open to you." I walked back towards my house. I looked back, and gave a goodbye smile and wave.

"Bella, we're here," Jerry said. I just nodded.

"I hope you like it here," she continued. "We're having dinner with my brother and his family. He has children your age, Edward and Alice. Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper are a year older than you."

"Wow, he sure does have many kids."

"Oh, he's adopted them all. He and his wife can't have children. I'm sure you'll befriend them quickly, though. The children are so well mannered."

"I miss my old friends."

"You can go back and visit sometime." I followed her into the house, and walked up the stairs. She showed me to a room on the right. "I'll leave you to unpack and get acquainted with your room."

I gave her a small smile. "Thanks."

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I walked up the long sidewalk to the large white house. Jerry rang the door bell. The door opened, and behind it a large family welcomed us.

The man hugged Jerry and then Sandy. "Carlisle, this is Bella, our foster child. She came from Pasadena."

"Hello, Bella."

"Hi," I replied.

"This is Esme, my wife, Edward, Alice, Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper." I smiled. I couldn't help but notice the bronze haired boy, Edward, look at me with interest. It wasn't a look I ever saw in Zach's eyes.

After dinner Alice and Edward sat with me in the living room. "How do you like Forks so far?" she asked.

"I don't know, I haven't been here that long. It's definitely wetter here. You know, I had a friend named Alice back at home. We're great friends."

"We'll be great friends too."

"How old are you Bella?"

"Seventeen, why?"

"What school are you going to?" I looked at him, confused.

"Forks High School. Are there any other schools?"

"There's a private school here and there," Alice replied.

"Oh." Jerry came into the room.

"Bella, we should get going. I'm sure you're tired after such a long day."

"Yeah, a little bit." I smiled warmly at Alice and Edward.

"We'll see you tomorrow, Bella" Edward said.

"Great." He smiled in response. "Bye Edward, Alice."

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When I got into my room, I called Zach.

"You've called Zach's cell phone. I'm not here right now, so please leave a message."

"Zach, I miss you so much. I've been here all of five hours, and it's rained the whole time. I've felt depressed since I received the news of moving. I've had this sharp pain in my side since this morning. I miss you so much, I don't like it here. I want to visit you tomorrow, but I know I can't. Maybe we can find some half way point to meet this weekend. Call me back the second you receive this message or text me."

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