My name is Isabella Swan and I'm in an aeroplane from London, England to forks, Washington, USA because about a month ago my whole world got twisted upside down.

I'm the daughter of the late Charlie and Renee swan, a head police officer for the MET and a nursery teacher two of the most loving caring people you could ever meet. But in May they both tragically died in a car crash. The police said they had been under the influence a simply weren't looking when they ran a red light and crossed a busy crossroads after a night out. But that didn't sit right with me. It seems unfair that two amazing people should have their lives taken from them because if of a momentary lapse of judgement and leave their 17 year old daughter alone in the world, Apart from her god parents on the other side of the world.

So after 3 weeks in emergency foster care I'm on my way to America, because my mum was American and I have dual nationality. And the only people I have left in the world is my mums best'est friend ever and my god mother Esme Cullen and her family.

I didn't really know them very well. Id only met her and her husband a handful of times because of the distance, but I knew that Esme was practically my mum's separated at birth sister. So my parent's attorney said that it would be best if I went and live with them until I was 18 in 4 months and I would have time to grieve. And then I can go off and do whatever I wanted with the£1,000,000 life insurance claim my parents left me, Which I was fully confident on using to get myself back to England and go back to my shitty college and to all my wonderful friends. And maybe by that time Jacob will have thrown a horrendous whitey and been put into the priory and I would never have to see his cheating cunt of an arse again.

I mean don't get me wrong I'm very thankful Esme and the Cullen's decided to take me in. I understand just how much Esme loved my mother but this just wasn't my home. London was my home.

On the plus side they had 3 kids all around my age, Alice, Edward and Emmett and it was summer, so I didn't have to deal with a new school right now. And going back to fucking high school would be horrendous considering I left high school like a year ago and should really be going into yr 13 back home and doing my A-levels. Well at least I had done my AS and had my results to look forward to at the end of the summer.

Haha not!

What they didn't realise was that I was really, Just a normal 17 year old girl. I had dark chocolate brown eyes and the same colour long wavy hair that I never tended to do anything with other than let it hang natural. I wore faded skinny jeans and White classic chucks, a black vest and a grey pea coat type thing. And I wore the bare minimum of makeup, a little bit of mascara and eyeliner and that was me, nothing special. And I mean it. There really wasn't anything special or interesting about me. That is until we get to what I like to call my bad habits. I have two. Each different and nothing I really like to worry about. And nothing anyone knew about. And nothing anyone was going to find out about either.

"Ladies and gentlemen please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts we will be arriving in Seattle shortly"

This is it Bella, No turning back now...