AN: Hi, welcome to my weirdoxifide head. This is my first fic EVER, so be REALLY and EXTRA nice. Because im from Norway, and dont i have anyone to do the beta thing for me...yet? And this is just a prologue. I had this story in my mind for a long time now. I've just been to afraid to upload it. But..yea enough.. If you read this, THANK YOU! and REVIEW PLEASE and dont be afraid to correct me! :D
FULL SUMMARY:
Bella have worked hard her whole life to be where she is now, a chef, at the upscale restaurant, Have A Taste. Her world is flipped over when her best friends dies, and their 6 year old daughter, which she's the guardian too, now lives with her. Not only there is struggling with private life. But there is a new chef in town. She now has to work harder to keep the position she have, because the new chef not only have the skills, but the look too.
Disclaimer: Yes..i do not own Twilight. I just do funny stuff with the characters :)
Have A Taste
Prologue
3 weeks earlier.
A little girl, all alone in the room. Watching out of the window, there are police officers, talking. Surely about her. What is going to happen to me now?
The police man with the weird beard came back in again. He kneeled down to have a better look at her.
"Hey," he said hesitantly. "I'm Chief Swan, but you can call me Charlie."
The girl does not say anything. She just sit there, wondered what was going to happen now. She stared blankly back at the man with the weird beard.
"You probably don't remember me. You were so young, but you remember grandpa Billy, dont you?" he tried.
But she does not respond, she reacted, but wouldn't answer back.
She remember who Grandpa Billy was. He was the big old man with the cool wheelchair. Her daddy used to take her with him on road trips to grandpa Billy. Grandpa Billy used to take her on his lap, and race around on the wheelchair with the grey dog he had out side, Seth.
"Grandpa Billy was my best friend. Do you have a best friend?" Chief Swan tried again.
"Yes, my daddy," she whispered.
Chief Swan is shocked. This is the first time she has spoken. He smiled apologetic back at her. Poor little girl.
The door opened, and a young women, not older then in the early twenties came in. She had long brown curly hair tied up in a messy bun and brown eyes that looked like she just cried. On one hand she had her purse, and on the other hand, an apron. She walked carefully towards them. Chief Swan stand up to greet her.
"Hi dad," she hugged Chief Swan.
Chief Swan awkwardly wrapped his arms around her, and whispered, "I'm so sorry."
"Alex, this is my daughter, Bella Swan. She's your daddy's best friend," Chief Swan said slowly.
"Hi Alex," Bella Swan said.
The little girl looks down on her hands, fingering the little bracelet her daddy gave her for her birthday a year ago. She had heard that name before though.
"Does she know?" Bella Swan asked her dad. Making sure Alex doesn't hear anything. But failed
"She was there, Bells. She saw everything," Chief Swan answered back.
Bella Swan sighed, "Where is she going now?" she asked.
Chief Swan pulled his daughter a couple of steps backwards. He pulled out a envelope from his jacket pocket, took out the letter inside, and gave it to her.
"She's coming with me?" Bella Swan asked surprisingly back, and a little too loud.
Chief Swan hushes her, and explained. "It's Leah's and Jacob's choice, not mine. You're her god mother after all."
Alex just sat ther and played with her favorite bracelet. A singel tear drop falls on it. One after another. I want my mommy and daddy back.