What if Bella had a little sister named Rebecca who came to Forks with her?
Story is in Rebecca's POV.
I don't own twilight, nor will I ever. However I do own Rebecca

"Are you guys sure you want to go. I mean I could stay with you while Phil travels." My mom, Renee, asked me and my sister Bella, for what was the millionth time today. We were going to Forks, Washington to live with our father so our mom could spend more time with her new husband Phil who traveled quite a bit. This was Bella's idea, for us to go live Charlie.
"Rebecca, hurry up or we are going to miss our plane." Bella said snapping me out of my thoughts. I gave my mom one last hug and said goodbye. Even though she didn't want us to leave, I could tell she was happy to be able to spend more time with Phil. I ran to catch up with Bella. The plane rides were painfully boring. Bella fell asleep, so I had no one to talk with.

When we got off the plane Bella mumbled "Welcome to Hell, the rainiest place in America" loud enough for only us to hear, I giggled at that. I happened to like Forks and the rain where as Bella hated both. We went to go get our luggage and go find Charlie. When we found him I ran over to hug him. When Bella walked over she tripped causing Charlie to catch her and her to blush. I stifled my laughter.

"Daddy we haven't seen you in so long, how've you been?" I asked him.
"I've been fine, how have you guys been?" he said directing the question at anyone of us.
"We've been fine too char-dad" Bella said catching her mistake with almost saying 'Charlie' instead of 'dad'. I don't know why Bella didn't like him very much, our dad was a very likable man. As we were leaving the airport Charlie made a comment about our height.
"You two have grown since the last time I saw you." It was true, last time he saw us was almost a year ago, in March for my 14th birthday. At that time I was 4foot 9inches and Bella was 5foot 2inches. Now I'm 5foot 1inch and Bella is 5foot four inches.

"It's not my fault I'm short" Bella and I mumbled at the same time. It truly wasn't. We had taken that gene from our mother. A/N: I don't know how tall Renee is, I didn't have the book with me when I was writing this part of the story. We all got into the police cruiser that Charlie owned since he was the chief of police in Forks. The first part of the trip to our new home was silent and slow. The slow part was partly Charlie's fault. Since he was a police officer we and every one else had to abide by traffic laws when he was around. I finally got fed up with the silence part of the trip.

"Dad, can I find a radio station to listen to?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah, go ahead" he said. Yay! I reached over Bella's seat for the radio knob and kept searching until I found one of my favourite songs playing, Dashboard by Modest Mouse. Bella turned and glared at me. She hated this song and knew that I knew that she didn't. I just smiled innocently at her.

"So, how is the weather been lately dad?" she asked. Dad and I just looked at her funny. Even I knew that answer and I didn't even liver here yet. She blushed and turned up the radio to avoid further talking. A few seconds later a song she didn't mind came on so she relaxed a little bit. Dad tried making another conversation so it wouldn't be so 'awkward silency' in the car.

"Bells, Becs, do you guys remember Billy from the La Push reservation?"

"Oh! I think I do, is he that old guy who has twins, I think that one of them has the same name as me right?" I said. Bella looked at us with confusion.
"Yeah, we used to go fishing together when you guys came up, well he's in a wheel chair now and can't drive so his son Jacob and him fixed up a truck and sold it to me for cheap, and I was thinking of giving it to Bella for a late birthday present. How does that sound Bells?" He asked Bella.

"How old is it dad?" she asked. I new absolutely nothing about cars, so I just tuned their conversation out and listened to the radio for the rest of the trip. We finally reached Charlie's house. I jumped out of the cruiser and screamed

"YAY! Were finally HOME!" I went to the trunk and when Charlie opened it I grabbed my bag and ran to the front door. Bella stopped at her truck.

"Wow. Isn't the most wonderful truck you ever saw Becca?" she asked me. I scrunched up my nose. To me it looked like a deformed huge fire hydrant.

"Yeah, sure, whatever you say Iz." I was the only one she aloud, other then her best friend in Phoenix, call her that. Charlie unlocked the door and left me and Bella alone to unpack our room. I ran up the stairs and into our room. I had the advantage of no clumsiness unlike Bella and Dad.

"This room looks the exact same way as when we were younger, doesn't it Rebecca?" Bella asked.

"Yup! The only difference is that computer" I pointed towards the desk. The room truly did look the same. Two single beds, the baby blue walls, the rocking chair in the corner, the yellow laced curtains and the wooden floors.

"Oh shit." I groaned, I just remembered there is only one bathroom and Bella takes forever in the shower.

"What?" she asked looking curiously at me.

"I just remembered there is only one bathroom." She groaned as well, but not for the same reasons. She just hated sharing a bathroom with anyone. Bella and I finished unpacking and I saw her looking at herself in the mirror. I had to admit, my big sister was really pretty. She took more after my mother. She had high cheek bones, straight dark brown hair, a heart shaped face and she was pale. I took more after my dad. A slightly round face, curly light brown hair, a babyish looking face and I wasn't as pale as Bella, but I was slightly pale. She got up grabbed her clothes and hair brush.

"I'm having a shower if you need me" she said leaving the room. I used that as an opportunity to get changed into my pajamas in our room. She came back a half hour later and it was time to go to sleep so we wouldn't be tired for school tomorrow.

"G'night Izzy"
"Night Bec" she responded. I could here her crying that night as I fell asleep to the sound of the wind and rain.