Chapter 1: Beauty

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"talk"= flashback

"talk"= thoughts

Beauty

Tall dark trees cascaded over me as I headed down a path that seemed lit by the moon. I was heading towards a voice that called to me, that sounded like bell chimes, so sweet that I couldn't believe it was possible for a voice to sound so beautiful. As I wondered through the thick forest, I could hear whispers so soft they were barely audible.

"Come to me, Bella. Find me."

Wait- how does this person know my name?

"Where are you? Please, tell me where you are!" I yelled into the forest.

"I'm right here". As I heard those last three words, I suddenly felt warm breath and a strong hand on my right shoulder, guiding me to turn around as I was about to look at…

"Bella wake up!"

"Wait, what? No, no, no, go back to sleep, come on, I want to see that person!" But it was too late. I could already feel the morning grogginess in my body.

"Come on Bella, I need you to go get me some groceries from the store!"

"Ugh, Mom is once again waking me up to go get her own stuff. She needs to wake up her 17 year old daughter because I, of course, want to do it." Notice how I'm being sarcastic.

"I'm coming, wait Mom!" I yelled back to my lazy mother. I know that she does a lot of things for me, but really! I mean, you're the one with the car, so why make your own daughter do it when you can drive there in five minutes, while I have to cycle over there in twenty?

As I proceeded to put my clothes on, I wondered who that beautiful voice belonged to. How could I dream of a voice so beautiful, but have no recollection of the face in my mind? As I was about to leave the room, I caught my reflection on my door mirror, and I couldn't help but look away from myself. I didn't consider myself the beautiful type, I just felt like I was average. I have long, brown hair that falls down to the middle of my back, with brown eyes and pale, white skin. I really did think that it was weird that I had pale skin, because my parents weren't pale or anything. My dad, sure he was white, but not as pale as me.

Anyway, as I was walking down the stairs, I suddenly tripped on thin air and fell down the stairs. Luckily, there was a platform that separated the two parts of the stairs and was covered in carpet, not tile, so when I landed on it I was kind of cushioned, but not much.

"Bella, are you okay?!" my mother asked, concerned for me. She knew that I was a klutz, but she always made sure I was okay when my klutz moments occurred.

"Yes mom, I'm good!" I yelled back. As I pulled myself up and walked downstairs, the sight before my eyes actually surprised me. There stood my mom holding a cookbook that said "Breakfast for Beginners." I was surprised, because my mom couldn't really cook to save her life. I was the one who usually cooked for us.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I asked her.

"Well, you cook all the time, so I was trying to finally make breakfast for the both of us." Trying was definitely the right word; there was pancake batter everywhere, and I could see the burnt bacon in the sink.

"Mom, it looks like a food bomb exploded in here," I said to her as I waded my way through the mess to find the spray bottle and dish rag. As I continued to look for the cleaning supplies under the sink, I felt like someone was staring at me, and sure enough, when I turned around my mom was observing me.

"What?" I asked, confused at why she was looking at me.

"Well, that's kind of why I asked you to come down here, because I needed some stuff to clean up the mess I made," she said, looking at me with amusement in her eyes.

"Oh, well can you drive me there, or am I going to have to ride my bike?" Aww man, I couldn't imagine riding my bike there, it was probably raining, typical for Washington.

"Speaking of driving there, I wanted to show you something. Call it a gift if you want, follow me," she said as she too waded herself out of the kitchen and out the front door. As I followed her out there, I couldn't help but stop breathing at the site that was before me. There, stood in my driveway, was a 2010 Chevy Camaro SS. My mouth literally dropped at the thought of me in that car. I couldn't believe it!

"Thank you so much for the car, mom! I love it!" I said as I hugged her for giving me this beautiful machine.

"Well it wasn't just from me, it was from your father too. So remember to thank him when he gets back from work, ok?" she said.

"Yes, mom!" I replied, still staring at the car in front of me. As my mom ran into the house (to get the keys, I assumed), I ran my fingers over the nice, black hood that was a part of my car. Now I could finally drive myself around anywhere I wanted. Suddenly a thought occurred to me.

"Mom, can I please go get the cleaning supplies with my car?" I yelled to her from the outside of the house, as I imagined what it would be like to ride in my new baby.

"Yeah sure, honey. Here are the keys," she answered back to me, as I turned around and giddily caught the keys she threw to me.

As I climbed in my car and drove to the store that had my mom's special cleaning supplies, I couldn't help but wonder if I would get to see the person I saw in my dreams. If I would ever feel that wonderful warm touch that person bought to me. I really did hope that person in my dreams was a girl though, that would literally suck if the person was a boy. Ugh, just thinking about it made me sick. The thought of me being with a boy- ew! I knew that I liked girls. I always have and always will, it was just a part of me being Bella Swan, the Chief of Forks daughter.

A big sign that read 'Grocery Store' stopped me in the middle of my thoughts, so I pulled in to the nearest parking space and exited my car, walking into the grocery store and looking for the aisle that contained what I needed. When I found what I wanted and started to walk to it, I suddenly felt a very warm and soft body collide into me and knock me down. As I tried to get back up, I got a good look at the person who ran into me, and boy was it a sight to behold!

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry for running into you, I didn't mean to!" a twinkling voice said.

"Uh, it- it's o-okay," I replied to the girl standing before me, my face as red as a fire truck.

As I looked at her, I could hardly keep my mouth from dropping to the floor. She had short, black hair that looked like an inky halo. Her body represented a pixie-like form, and then my eyes rested upon her face. God, it had red, full lips that I just so badly wanted to trace my finger on, a beautiful nose, and very gorgeous, milky white skin. What struck me most about her beauty was that she had very beautiful eyes. They were both different colours. One was a deep, piercing blue that made me just want to go swimming in it, and the other one was a golden, honey kind of colour that almost reminded me of butterscotch candy. Both of them were so beautiful that I couldn't help but look in them for what felt like an eternity, but was merely just a matter of seconds.

She then offered one of her dainty hands out to me and I took it, but as soon as I felt her hand, a warm, electrical current went up my arm and made me shiver as I pulled myself up. I stared at her in shock, and she too was staring at me. What surprised me most was that I saw the complete awe in her eyes, almost as if she thought I was pretty, but I bet that wasn't it.

"Why would a goddess like her pick a normal girl like me? It just doesn't happen."

Smoothing my clothes out, I was finally able to look at her and not stutter. "So what are you trying to get here, I could probably help you find it," I said, as I tried to not stare at her heavenly face.

"Well, I was looking for quite a bit of stuff actually, my apartment is getting low so I have to refill it," she replied to my question, as she also added with her fingers, flicking her hair out of her face.

"Oh, well did you bring a list?" I asked hesitantly, knowing that if I saw it I could probably find the items faster, but if she didn't have it I would be able to stay with her longer.

"Well, no actually, I have it all memorized," she said to me, as she once again looked straight in my eyes, but then a thought suddenly occurred to me.

"Hey, which school do you go to?" I asked her and then reached out and touched her shoulder. As soon as my hand made contact, she instantly turned around and looked at me, but this time something was different. Her beautiful eyes were now coal black, causing me to take a step back away from her.

"I bet she's disgusted with me for touching her. Ugh, I hate myself for already ruining what could've been a good friendship," I thought as I turned around to walk away.

"Wait, Bella!" I heard her say as I tried to get out of the store. I mean, who could care about cleaning supplies when they just flat out embarrassed themselves in front of a beautiful woman? I turned back around reluctantly and almost jumped back in fear when I saw that she was standing right behind me.

"When in the world did she get here, and how come I wasn't able to hear her footsteps?"

"Bella, I- I go to Forks High School," she answered.

"Cool, so she goes to my school, and how the heck did she know my name?!" I thought warily.

"Oh, I go to that school too, but how do you know my name?" I questioned the dark haired girl. She smiled at me with this forlorn look in her eyes, like she knew me from somewhere.

"Well, let's just say we've met before," she replied to me, and with a wave of her hand, she walked off.

This girl was starting to really creep me out. She knows my name, even though we've never met before. She's going to the same school as me, which means I might end up spending some serious time with her in my classes, and her last reply kind of scared me a little bit.

"Wait, what's your name?" I yelled to her, needing to know.

"My name is Alice!" she yelled back to me.

"I guess I'll see you around then, Alice," I thought to myself, as I walked off into the aisles I needed in order to get my stuff. Once I found it and paid for it, I got into my car and drove back to my house. I was still in total shock from meeting Alice and her elegant but exotic beauty.

When I finally arrived home and got into the house, I gave my Mom her stuff and walked upstairs and into my room. I made sure that I didn't fall this time, not wanting to embarrass myself again. I couldn't help the excitement that I felt for the next day of school, because I would be able to see Alice again. I mentally prepared some tabs on her, like the way her eyes switched from blue and butterscotch to pitch black in an instant. I was preparing myself in order to ask her these questions, to see if she would give me any answers.

Setting my stuff on the ground, I went into my closet to put on my fuzzy pyjamas, and then went downstairs to watch some TV. As I was watching, my eyes continued to droop, and it wasn't long before I fell asleep. My last thought was of the mysterious, little, pixie, who's eyes change colour in an instant, and who is as silent as a ghost.

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