This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic. I've never really written anything like this before but thought that I'd give it a go, you know, expand my horizon or something like that. Hope you like the story, if not, well guess you have a vast selection of others to choose from :)

Oh yeah, disclaimer - I don't own the characters but I do own this laptop :P

CHAPTER 1 – Come Fly with me..

My flight was late. Great. I struggled to calm the nerves slowly spreading through my core and up my throat. Breathe Bella. Inhale, Exhale, Inhale...I can do this. I can do this. I can...Oh crap, who am I kidding?

A melodic velvety voice interrupted me on the brink of my panic attack 'You alright miss?'...uh nope definitely not alright! I turned to share this piece of my mind with the random, when I was met with a pair of piercing green eyes. I noticed the shock of bronze hair atop the velvet voice's gorgeous face and immediately blushed. Oh crap, trust me to go and have a near panic attack in the presence of this god-like creature. I blinked, convinced that I was dreaming... nope, still there, definitely not a dream. My eyes adjusted slightly allowing me to clearly see the concern etched on his face. Wait. Why's he's stilling staring at me. Gulp.

I realised I still hadn't answered him. Oops. 'Um, yep..fantastic" I mumbled as fast as I could. Good one Bella...totally smooth.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry. I couldn't help but notice how uncomfortable you looked I was just worried that you...' I raised my eyebrows. 'uh never mind, forget it' he replied hurriedly. Shit. 'Sorry,' I blurted, "I'm just preparing myself for..I mean, I'm not really a plane person. Actually, I'd rather be swallowed by a whale or stuck in a hot stuffy train with sweaty strangers, then be on an aircraft of any kind' I managed to spit out.

I heard him chuckle. 'Swallowed by a whale huh? That sure is...original' he grinned. I couldn't help the blush creeping up my body. Great, now I looked like a tomato. Like my morning could get any better. A nasally voice screeched out over the intercom announcing that my flight was boarding. 'Well, that's me' I told the green-eyed God. 'Thanks for the...chat' I added as an afterthought. 'No problem, anytime' he smiled. "By the way, It's Edward' he said holding out his hand. 'Bella' I answered surprisingly smooth. 'Thanks again...Edward, take care' I gulped loudly. Take care? What a dorky thing to say.

I sighed, turning my back I picked up my bags and walked over to the gate, boarding pass in hand. The attendant smiled, 'Have a nice trip.' I barely heard her, my mind was focussed on the enormity of what I was doing.

I, Bella Marie Swan, born and raised in Forks, Washington D.C (the wettest place in the Continental U.S, I might add) was on my way to one of the hottest, sunniest places in the world... bloody hell!

6 MONTHS EARLIER...

"ROSALIE HALE, PUT THEM DOWN!' I screeched at my best friend. 'C'mon Bella, lighten up, these jeans have Got-to-Go' Rosalie sighed heavily snatching them away from my grasp, 'This has gone on long enough, You're breaking my heart Belly, look at this!' she pointed to a tiny hole beneath the back pocket of my favourite pair of jeans. I don't know why but she always referred to me as 'Belly' and it just stuck, well, for her anyway. We were hanging out at my house. It was Friday, the best day of the week as far as I was concerned. It was the only time we could just chill and not worry about anything. It was the best. Rose and I have been best friends since we were seven. She was the popular, fashionable aspiring mechanic and I was the shy, dorky wannabe singer. Fast Forward ten years and now we are in our last year of school together. Graduation is only a month away. I still couldn't believe it.

I snapped out of reminiscing mode and fixed a pointed glare at my best friend. 'Oh come off it Rose, it's a tiny hole.' She matched me glare for glare 'No-one will notice it when I'm sitting and you can barely see it when I'm standing' I pleaded hopelessly. I knew it wouldn't matter to her. Rosalie prided herself on her impeccable taste in clothing and presentation and loved to shove her values and beliefs of clothing onto me. She was beautiful, strong and caring and just happened to choose me, plain old Bella to be her best friend. Sigh.

I was so sidetracked by my thoughts that before I realised what was happening, Rose had magically procured my scissors and proceeded to massacre my most beloved item of clothing. 'NOOOO' I wailed. It was as if I hadn't made a sound, Rose was on a mission and there was nothing I could do to stop her. I slumped to the floor in defeat, my eyes closing of their own accord trying to block out the scene before me. 'Stop being so dramatic Bells, I am doing you a favour. Now get off your butt and help me, I've got important news,' my best friend scolded.

'Let me guess...wait, don't tell me, it's a guy' I muttered. Rosalie rolled her eyes, as a pillow crashed into my head. 'Not just any guy, Bella. He's the ONE. My future husband in fact' she sighed dreamily. Ew. No offence but after hearing the 'He's the one' speech about a thousand times, it's hard not to want to crack an egg on Rose's head to make her see some sense. Ok, maybe not an egg, that would be mean (poor chook ) but still, she's got to realise that her constant 'falling in love' thing is verging on irritating. Don't get me wrong I'm all for making love not war and all that jazz but I'm just not into hearing about it every second day. Gah. Ah well, suck it up Bella, be a good friend.

'Ok, what's this one's name?' I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. 'Emmett' she said, ignoring the sarcasm. 'He's kind and considerate, sweet, has HUGE muscles' she smirked, 'and is a little dopey but I can deal with that.' She giggled. 'Sounds...exciting, Rose. I'm happy for you' I offered with a smile.

'So what's the important news you had to share with me again?' I asked eager to change the subject. Rose's mood suddenly shifted, her smile gone, replaced with a...what was that? Why does she look so...sad? I must've said my last thought aloud because before I knew it, my best friend was crying.

I was shocked. Rose never cried.

What the hell was going on? I quickly scooped my best friend into a hug. 'Rose? What's wrong, what just happened? Why are you crying, you never cry...what's going on?' I word vomited. She mumbled something I couldn't quite hear so I let her cry into my shoulder, not even fazed that my top was soaked from her tears. I patted her gorgeous blonde locks and hummed a soothing melody until she finally stopped shaking. It seemed like an age before she stopped crying to. Slowly, she looked up at me with puffy red eyes, 'Bella...' she started off shakily, 'I'm moving'.

I didn't understand. Why would she be upset if she was moving? I mean we could still see each other occasionally and there was always the telephone, right?

'Don't worry Rose, we can always just meet up when you're not busy and we both have cells so we can talk all the time!" I smiled encouragingly. It couldn't be that bad.

'Oh bells!' she cried, tears threatening to spill from her eyes again. 'That's just it! I won't be able to see you much and it would be expensive to..to talk every day like we do..and.. I'm going to MISS YOU SO MUCH' she wailed. 'Dad, has decided to expand his business, to .. to..'

Whoa, so the old man's decided to expand, I wasn't really surprised. Rosalie's dad owned a very successful software company, Hale-O. It was well known and used in the United States. It even rivalled Microsoft and Apple. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't catch what Rose said next. 'Wait up, where you moving to again?' I recovered quickly. Rose looked miserable.

'We're moving to Australia, Bella. Thousands of miles away from here. I don't know what I'm going to do. I've only ever heard of that place because of that Crocodile Hunter guy' she cried. 'At least I won't be totally alone. I mean Emmett lives there so maybe it won't be too bad...it just won't be the same without you Belly' Rose rattled on. I had stopped listening at Australia. My best friend was moving to Australia. Australia? I had to keep repeating it, what a foreign word, i mean obviously its foreign cause it's a foreign place. But..Oh my God. Australia. My best friend is moving away and she's...wait , what did she say? 'Emmett?' I looked up at my friend puzzled, 'What do you mean by Emmett lives there? How exactly did you meet Rose?' I asked dumbfounded. 'Oh' she looked away, her face turning crimson, 'I met him online.'

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