Bella´s lost Personal Diary.
It was a rainy-cold tipic day on Forks city.
Amery watched from the sidewalk, some guys getting out of the buses.
Trip leaders were screaming out names to show them the family wich they would have to stay with.
She was part of a trip where they assign some kids to families and they live with that host family for the next 2 months.
It was a trip with 200 guys, and Amery was one of them.
--Amery Swan!--, Yelled one of the leaders.
--That´s me, sir--, She answered
-- You´ll stay with the CheneyWeber family!-- the leader said, pointing to an old woman and man and a guy of almost Amery´s age.
The family smiled to her and she went with them.
--You look georgeus!-- Mrs. Weber kept saying meanwhile Mr Weber was driving to the house.
--You´ll have your own room, we spent all yesterday´s afternoon to make it comfortable to you.
--Oh, sir—Amery said, -- it wasn´t very necesary i could do it myself today.
--Foolishness! We really had fun doing it, hadn´t we, Dylan?-- asked mr. Cheney to the guy next to Amery.
--Oh, yeah. I hope you like it, amery.-- Dylan, smiled.
Dylan was tall, brown haired and eyes as honey´s color, she noticed he was really clever. He would be like Amery´s perfect host brother of her new host family on Forks.
Finally they got into the house, it wasn´t big, but not little. Dylan showed Amery her bedroom, upstairs and next to the bathroom. "Great, only one bathroom" Amery thought.
---So, this is your bedroom-- Dylan said– I hope you like purple!
Amery looked at the bed´s color.
--Yeah, purple´s cool.--Amery said
--I´ll leave you alone for a moment so you can get comfortable—Dylan smiled at her and leaved the room.
That night she couln´t sleep well. The rain was kicking the window harder and harder. It was later than midnight and everybody was asleep.
Amery walked downstairs to the kitchen and poured some water on a glass. She drinked it and walked across the living room.
The were some pictures of Dylan when he was a baby. Next to them was a picture of Mrs and Mr Cheney. With a note at the bottom of the picture. "Angela Weber and Ben Cheney, forever in love"
In the picture Angela and Ben were kissing, behind them was a beautiful woman with bown hair and next to her, a man with hair like gold, tall and even more than hadsome, they were holding each other´s hands, they were a couple. Then, next to the man, was a taned guy, as tall as the first one and was holding hands with a little girl with curly brown hair, really alike to the beautiful woman. They were all smiling, staring at the just married couple at the center.
--I see you´re very intersted on my pictures.-- said a female voice behind Amery.
Mrs weber was on her pijamas sitting on a chair.
--They are really good-- answered Amery.
-- I took almost all those pictures, taking pictures is my hobbie.
-- I see, that´s Dylan when he was young.
--Yes, he haven´t change too much.
Amery looked again at all the pictures, there was one of a little boy that wasn´t Dylan.
--Who´s him?
Angela weber gasped
--hmmm, that´s my son.
--Really? But he´s not Dylan
--No, his name was Edward, I named him like my old friend, on that picture.
She pointed to mrs weber wedding picture and she saw the tall, pale white man at the back.
-- Sorry, mrs weber, but what happened to Edward, your son?
--Oh, unfourtunately he died when he was too young.
--Oh i´m so sorry.
--Don´t worry, honey, it´s Ok.-- smiled mrs Weber – By the way, Dylan is not my son!
-- Isn´t he?-- Amery was surprised – I thought he was!
--No! He is my nephew.-- Angela smiled again.
Amery was ever more surprised.
--My sister, brittany, died 2 years ago. -- said mrs weber-- his husband ran away and we couldn´t localizate him and we adopted Dylan.
After, chatting with mrs. Weber a few hours, they went to sleep.
The rain stopped and Amery went to her bedroom.
She opened the closet. There was a dusty box above it. "Property of Bella" She grabbed it down and opened it.
Inside the box was an old book, titled "Wuthering Heights" , some T-shirts, Hairbrushes and another book that caught Amery´s attention.
Amery grabbed it, and opened, on the first page someone wrote:
"This is my personal Diary. Only me, Bella, is allowed to read and write on it."
