I DONT OWN ANYTHING !

"You have just landed in Port Angeles, thank you for flying with West Jet," the loud monotone womans voice called through the intercom. I guess thats what you get for working here, and having it say it so much, must get boring after awhile.

I have been on this stupid, loud, annoying plane for god knows how long, i stopped counting after the what? like first two hours. I boarded this plane in Pheonix, Arizona where i used to live up until about now, and the plane ride stops at Port Angeles, Washington.

I left everything. My poor excuse for a life. My mother Renee Elizabeth Dwyer, formally known as Renee Elizabeth Swan. My abusive step father, who i hate with a passion, Phillip James Dwyer. He beat me, but not that much, like he'd hit me the odd time, so i have no emotional tramah, and it was only when he drank, so i didn't stay at home alot, i stayed at my beloved library and read the classic books like; Pride and Predijuce, Romeo and Juillet, and Wuthering Heights.

My mother and I had a fight about me changing my name to Dwyer so that we could be in her words, 'one great big, happy family.' ahha psht, as if we could even be something close to that. She obviously doesn't realize that me and Phil HATE each other, it's probably because she is so consumed with her feelings she just doesn't give to shits about me.

I am going to live with my father who i haven't seen in years, Charles Jonathon Swan. I am happy to go see him, i am completely sick of my mother, we don't get along, but my dad doesn't hover over me, and he gives me all the space i need.

I never had many friends, and i'm not expecting to make any, i don't dress acording to style, and i don't take bull shit. I've only had one boyfriend and it was forced, stupid mother, anyways I didn't like him so when i saw him kiss another girl, i threw my water on him and told him he's a freak :) how wonderful eh? Well his name is Jacob Black and i'm for sure happy i don't have to see him again. thank freaken god !

My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I am 16 years old and I'm in grade 11. I have brown hair with a couple of black streaks in it, to add some FLAVOR ! whoa. I am about five feet six inches, and i have plain brown eyes. I don't dress like everyone else. but sometimes i do. I HATE snobby people that think there better than everyone else because of how they dress, look, and how big there boobs are, i've got one word for you .. EASY !

D D I I N N G G ! !

The ding from the seatbelt sign brought me out of my thoughts.

I got up and took my purse with me which had my iPod and Cell Phone and my book Wuthering Heights.

As i walked outside of the plane into there airport where you can meet people to pick you up or whatever the hell you would like to call it, i spotted Charlie, ohh and the best part about it is, he is STILL in his chief of police outfit.

"Hey Dad!" I said happily as i threw my arms around him and gripped him in a tight hug.

"Hey yeah Bells, I've missed you," he said hugging me back, normally Charlie isn't such a emotional person, so this really means alot.

After our trip to get our luggage we sat in the car.

it wasn't an awkward silence it was more of a comfortable silence, which was nice.

As we pulled up to our house, i saw my old house, beautiful and white, but right next door there was a nice sized house next door a little bigger than mine, it was nice and had a yellow porche 911 in it and a nice silver volvo .. stupid shiny volvo owners.

in mine i noticed that there was a beautiful black mercedes in the drive way.

"Dad, who's beautiful mercedes is that?"

a big smile appeared on his face.

"Its for you Bells."

"Oh My Gawd ! thank you thank you thank you !"

I rushed right out there and hugged the roof of it, if you were just a simple by stander. you would deffinatly think I'm crazy. I guess i was so happy because Renee and Phil gave me unlimited credit cards, which i still have, so i can go buy new clothes or whatever whenever i want, but they never took the time out and bought something i would like, it means alot coming from the heart.

"Well Bells, i invited the next door neighboors over for dinner tomorrow night, which is Sunday so you have tomorrow off and then school on Monday."

"Okay dad, and would you like me to cook dinners? because i absolutely love cooking."

"That'd be great Bells."

After talking about nothing in particular, basically getting to know each other, i went up to my room and unpacked all my things.

After unpacking i decided to have a shower, which i was in for half an hour, and now my hair smells like my favourite Strawberry shampoo.

As soon as i made my way to my bed, i was sleeping before my head hit the pillow.

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