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Beautiful Disaster
Bella's Point of View.
Nervousness and excitement, enveloped me as my father Charlie drove us down the familiar costal road in his Police Cruiser, to the Indian reservation I spent most of my childhood trips, coming to visit my father at; where I ended up staying with my god-father and his children. It had always been a breath of fresh air, to escape my father's house, filled with memories, of my mother's betrayal. I often wonder why Charlie never let go and move on.
Forks high will be a daunting yet welcoming escape; thrilled I didn't have to spend all day in that house. Don't get me wrong, I love my father and enjoy his company, but that house... is just depressing. It still had the same paint my mother chose, when they first moved in as young teenagers. I know because she used to show me pictures, and tell me stories plus has a similar colour scheme in our home, we share or I used to with her new husband Phil, before I grudgingly moved to the rainiest, dullest small town of Fork's Washington.
Part of me wonders if she regrets her choice to desert my father and steal me from him in the process, but enough of those depressing thoughts. Hell, see what I mean? I wonder if this is how Charlie thinks. I wonder if he's wallowing in guilt and regret. I feel those things on my mother's behalf, even if she doesn't or no longer does, but seeing and living in that house... makes you feel even worse.
I hope to find a car with the money my mum and Phil, gave me so I can escape to my favourite location within this rainy pocket of the United States of America. One of the many things I loved about my father was he didn't feel the need to fill silence with pointless chatter. He, like I, was a thinker, not a vocabularist, like my mother, who could natter for hours on end.
As we rounded another bend I could see the shiny roof tops of cars in the parking bay as the rare sun rays hit the metal bodies of the vehicles. I glanced at Charlie and saw his eyes sparkle with excitement, upon reaching our location excited to see his friends. He glanced at me, showing me a rare genuine smile.
"Ready to be re-introduced to the guys Bells?" I shot him nervous smile in return.
"As ready as I will ever be!" Charlie turned back to the road, after her comment, nodding in understanding, knowing, neither of us aren't too fond of being the center of attention, and both of us knew, that I would most likely get unwanted attention being the sort of newbie. However I was looking forward to see my God-father, Billy Black and childhood friend Jacob Black. Charlie had told me Rebecca and Rachel had upped and left home, and hadn't been seen or heard from since which I found rather harsh and hard to believe. Throughout my trips, the Black's always seemed close.
As we parked in the parking bay two massive boys appeared from the steps leading down to the beach in the rock face. I looked at Charlie with wide eyes and he just smirked, yes you heard, my father smirked at me and my reaction.
"We aren't in Phoenix any more Bells."
"What the hell are they feeding these boy's?" I ask him, shock entwined clearly in my tone.
"They do a lot for the La Push council, and constantly on the go. Come on kiddo, there not gonna bite. They are gonna help us bring the food supplies down... and we both know you aren't exactly... stable on your feet."
I shot my father a dark glare, and punched him on the arm, he looked at me in shock for a split second before I retorted back.
"And who do you think I got that from Chief Swan." I hissed, Charlie had the grace to look sheepish, ignoring my punch, and getting out the car, I followed soon after, as the boy's started approaching us slowly. I was still a little peeved at my father's comment, but otherwise, eh. At least my punch caught him off guard.
When the boy's had fully approached us as Charlie handed them the bags, I walked around from the back, holding a small bag, with my beach towel, sunglasses, MP3 player and book. As I came around, Charlie looked back at me, beckoning me forward and introduced me to Paul, and then Jared. As I locked eyes with Jared, something strange happened. Call me crazy, but I swear upon my grandmothers Grave, it happened and felt real.
As my eyes met Jared's deep, brown ones, it felt as though my footing shifted, even though my feet are firmly placed on the ground, it felt as though, my world collided with his, like something was pulling me towards him, an elastic band holding us into place. My body felt weird too, if felt as though thousands of tiny pins and needles where tying me to him. I couldn't see or hear anything, the outside world around this strange little bubble, encasing us had closed off completely and all I could see was him.
It looked as though he was going through something similar, He had a star struck look in his eyes. I'm fairly certain I looked pretty much the same, as I pictured him in my mind, even though he is stood right in front of me. Ahhh, what the hell is happening to me?! All of a sudden it stopped, and I would have fallen to the floor if HE hadn't caught me.
I look up into his worried eyes and the first thing I say to him is:
"What was that?"
Well there you have it; the end of the first chapter to BD.
