AN: Ok so I'm new to this and I hope you enjoy my story. I also hope to hear what you have to say about it. I invite critisizem so if you have anything to help me out dont be afraid to speak up.
Bella's story didn't end there. As you can imagine through her life she has seen many things, but nothing like Aurora Sylvain. Not even Edward could have guessed what they would find when they came to visit Forks two years later with Resemme in toe.
Word From Bella
Aurora: Forks Washington
Diary: 1/25/10
It is rainy as usual in Forks, Washington. I have been here for less than a month and I hope I can stay much longer. The man who has adopted me is named Charlie Swan; he is a police chief here in this small town. I can tell he love this place deeply because of the way he talks about it. The little he talks that is. I can also tell that even though he is not someone who is very showy with his emotions, he is a very kind person. I think I like it here, the rain has grown on me and I like being so close to the earth. Tonight is a solar eclipse and I will perform my ritual to cleanse my new home and find its secrets. The agency told Charlie that I was strange, but he doesn't know that I practice Wicca. I wonder what he would say, but I don't want to tell him because I can see he has his own secrets, and mine is not another one he needs. For now I have to figure out my class schedule! I know it's pathetic but I still get some classes confused. Till later, goodbye.
Aurora
I put down my pen and journal on the bed to go down stairs. I knew that Charlie would be back from work soon and I wanted to get something in the oven before he got home. Apparently his real daughter used to cook too before she moved out but I wasn't trying to fill her shoes, I just cooked wherever I have lived. I opened the fridge and looked inside. I reached in and took out some raviolis, placing them in a pot filled with boiling water that I'd placed on the stove earlier. Grabbing another pot for the sauce, and some spices I began to make an Italian white cheese sauce. I didn't know if he would like it but Ashley, my last foster parent, said that I could be a five star cook one day. But I have always been good at making things, food, and other things as well.
A car pulled up in front of the house, and a door opened and shut. A minute later Charlie walked in the door, "Bella, or ah Aurora you home?" he still did that from time to time. He missed his daughter, probably one of the reasons he took me in.
"Yeah I'm in the kitchen; hey do you like white cheese sauce?"
"Sure," he said, walking into the kitchen, after, I noticed, he took of his gun and took out the clip. I hid my annoyance that he though I would do anything, but then again I'm sure in the eyes of other people my track record might permit caution. So I just smiled at him, acting as if I didn't notice.
"Good, I'm making ravioli and an Italian white cheese sauce for dinner," I paused concerned. "Is that ok for me to make dinner," I asked.
"Sure, sure that's fine you don't have to if you don't want to though it's not mandatory or anything." He said quickly
I smiled genuinely now," no its fine I like to cook and I've been doing it since I was little so I don't mind." He nodded understanding.
"Ok, well thank you it looks good so far do you need any help?"
"No, no I've got it all covered. I'll call you when it's done isn't there a game tonight?" I asked him
"Yeah, ok I'll be in the living room," he said walking away. I smiled thinking of how easy it was to get along with Charlie. He didn't bother, he wasn't always nagging, and he wasn't nosy. Maybe this home would last longer than the last one did, maybe but I don't want to hope. Every time it ends the same.
A half hour later Charlie and Aurora sat down to eat dinner. Suddenly the phone rings, Charlie jumps up to get it. "Hello, oh, hey Bells how are you?" I could here a musical voice coming from the receiver, but I couldn't make out any words. "Really? Well Bells I can't wait! Oh I ah have something to tell you." He threw an apologetic look over his shoulder at me. I nodded and picked up my dishes, rinsing them before going into the living room. I kept the TV volume low so I could here Charlie's side of the conversation.
"Well Bells I adopted a girl. She's not a kid though, she's a sophomore. She's nice and, look, she's been through a lot. When I met her well, I just wanted to help her out. I think you'll like her though, she said she likes took cook. Maybe you two could trade recipes." There was a long pause from Charlie listening to Bella, and then Charlie sighed in relief. So did I, I was worried about what she would think of me. Charlie told her goodbye after a few more minutes and came into the living room.
"Well, um, my daughter Bella is going to be stopping in for a wile in a few days. She'll be with her husband and daughter too. Don't worry though they have their own house so you don't have to worry about your room," he said in response to my look of worry. What he didn't know was that my worry was because I suddenly had a very bad feeling about all of this. I nodded and told him I was tired. I went upstairs to my new room and got ready to do my ritual and pray to the Lady of the Moon that I worshipped.