hello all, this is the first chapter of my new story. The main character is Bella, I will not give away too much of her past so if you want to know everything you will need to keep reading ... I hope I can raise your interest, oh one more thing, everybody in this story is a human so no vampires and werewolves just plain simple humans ... Lots of thanks to Cindy who wanted to beta this for me so you can understand what I am writing, have fun!

I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

Bella walked across the room with a cup of coffee in hand and stood by the window. She opened the patio door and stepped on her patio behind her house, she closed her eyes, breathed deeply and smelled the pines. Bella smiled and opened her eyes again. She had always been a city person but she could get used to this. She had just moved from the big city of Jacksonville to the small town of ForksValley. It had been six months since that fatal car accident. In the beginning Bella was very thankful for all the help she received from friends and neighbours, but eventually she had enough of the looks full of pity because of what she had lost in one day. She was done with it, she wanted a new beginning somewhere else. Meet new people, a new job, new house, new surrounding maybe even new friends. So three months ago she decided she needed a clean break and to take things rigorous; she didn't tell anyone where she went. She resigned at the coffeehouse where she worked and left.

To avoid those looks of pity in Forks, Bella decided to tell no one the reason for her move. If they should nevertheless ask questions, then she could always decide whether she would tell. The beginning was very difficult, in a big city you were pretty unanimous, one of many, but she soon discovered that in a village it was totally different. Everyone knew each other and the whole city was basically in an uproar because someone has moved from the big city. When Bella would walk through the supermarket or just through the town centre she felt the eyes of the people burning in her back. Everyone looked at her but nobody came to her for a chat or to welcome her. She didn't expect open arms, but she also didn't expected so much suspicion.

Fortunately, she quickly found work in a coffeehouse, The Break, and that gave her some distraction. She could work well together with her colleagues but otherwise she was mainly busy with the furnishing of her house. Bella drank her coffee and walked back inside, she closed the door and took her cup to the kitchen. She washed it off and put it on the counter. She pulled her coat on grabbed her purse and keys and walked out. As she took her bike out of the shed, her car caught her attention. Since two months after moving, it suddenly broke down. Bella should have already brought it to the garage but she had always postponed. Everything was after all close enough so she used the bike. Still, a car would be handy, especially when it's windy. And when winter arrived it would be easy too.
Later that day, she stood by the tables cleaning them with a damp cloth while a colleague, Susan, put pepper and salt on it together with napkins. Getting the coffeehouse ready for costumers.

"Is your house already fully furnished," Susan asked.

"Yes, almost. Then I still have to unpack I don't know how many boxes and give that stuff a place, somewhere. And finally I need to do the garden, something I'm really looking forward to..." Bella said, moaning.

"No green thumb, huh?" Susan laughed while she put the pepper and salt on the table.

"Not exactly. I try to delay it as long as possible," Bella said, walking to the next table.

"I know a very good gardener, he did my garden, it's really beautiful."

"Really?" Bella said and looked at her.

"Yes, I'll give you his number later," she said.

Bella looked at her gratefully and went back to the tables. Bella looked up when the door opened and saw a blond man come in. He walked to the counter and leaned against it.

"Oh, I'll take this one," Susan said and before Bella could say anything she was gone.

Susan walked quickly behind the counter and smiled at the man who smiled back. Bella crossed her arms before her chest and looked at it the display in front of her. Susan made a coffee to go for the man while she spoke to him. He politely answered and although she could not hear them Bella clearly saw that Susan was flirting a bit. That was very surprising seeing the fact that Susan was married. She didn't speak a lot. After the man had paid, he turned around and Susan leaned on the counter and looked after him dreamily. Bella looked at the stranger who suddenly looked back at her, after months of being stared at she was pretty used to it but there was something in his eyes that made her feel vulnerable. She took an involuntary step back and squeezed her cloth. He smiled at her before he opened the door and walked out. Bella remained just standing there and she was startled when Susan gave her a push.

"You okay?" She asked.

"What?" Bella replied.

"Welcome to the club," Susan muttered.

"What do you mean?" Bella inquired, she couldn't quite follow her.

"The club of..., oh of course you don't know who that was," Susan said suddenly.

"No, so if you wish to inform me: please do."

"Yes, of course, that was Carlisle Cullen or Dr. Carlisle Cullen, he works at the hospital. All the nurses are crazy about him, well, most of them. Is not that strange, he can give me an internal examination anytime," she said mischievously.

"Susan!" Bella said shocked.

"What? You surely agree with me that he is the most sexiest doctor you have ever seen." Susan said, fanning herself with her hands which made Bella laugh a little.

"What about Tim?" Bella said.

"Who?" Susan asked.

Bella stopped laughing and looked at her incredulously and Susan laughed.

"Bella, I really love Tim with all my heart, but come on you've just seen him yourself, you can not deny that it is a hot man to see."

"Hot?" Bella laughed, "okay, he looks nice."

"Jesus, Bella." Susan moaned while the put the pepper and salt together with the napkins at the other table, followed by Bella.

The rest of the day was like all others, serve customers and keep them happy. During the day she frequently got tips that she could keep for herself. She kept it at home in a jar on the mantelpiece. By closing time, there was nobody in the shop and they decided to close.
When Bella had finished cleaning the coffee machine she turned and wiped the bar clean. She did not know why but she could not get Carlisle out of her mind. The way he had looked at her, his smile, his walk ...

"Here, the number I promised you." Susan said as she handed her a slip of paper

"What?" Bella asked, surprised.

Bella took the sheet of paper, she saw a name and number. She looked at Susan puzzled.

"From the gardener," Susan reminded her.

"Oh, okay. Thank you," Bella replied.

"Normally, I would say 'a penny for your thoughts' but I can guess where or should I say with who your thoughts are on." Susan smiled as she walked away.

"What are you talking about?" Bella said as innocent as possible.

The only response she got was a throw away gesture. Bella sighed as she walked to the back, she took off her apron and took her coat, grabbed her purse and walked out. She pulled her coat tighter around herself against the cold wind and cycled home. She put her bicycle in the garage next to her car and looked at it, remembering the thought she had this morning she promised herself she would call a garage right after she ate something. She walked into the house, hung her coat up and placed her purse on the chair. She threw her keys into a bowl by the door and plopped on the couch.