A/N: This is my first fanfic ever, so bear with me.
I was sick last night and woke up at least ten times. One time when I was awake I thought of this and looked around and didn't see anything. I've read Twilight at least four times, and wondered what would be different if Bella had a twin, they were separated at birth, Bella wanted to meet her dad, not knowing about her sister. (Sorry about the rediculous run-on sentence there.) What would happen if Bella moved to Forks and everyone thought she was her sister. If this doesn't sound interesting, don't read it, if you like it reveiw. It's not a big deal, I just want to write and see where this goes. I don't have lots of time to write like a lot of good authors on this site do, but I will try to post as often as I can if anyone shows an interest. Only rated T because I'm paranoid. Sorry for the long A/N! (P.S. I know most of the first chapter is already stuff we know about Twilight - with a little difference - but I feel it wouldn't make sense without this chapter, so I'm sorry if this is super boring)
Disclaimer: I'm not dissing the claim that Stephenie Meyer has on Twilight. If I owned it I'd be a lot richer.
Chapter 1.
I'd never been very close to anyone except my mom, Renee. She was always there for me and supported the both of us on her miniscule kindergarten teacher paycheck. I was her open book, she always knew what was going on in my life as well as I knew what was going on in hers. That was until Phil came along. I had never seen her so in love, but I had never met my dad either. I suppose I did once, but Renee told me she got out of the small town I was born in when I was barely a month old. The summer after Renee got married, her husband Phil started traveling looking for a solid job in his feild of minor leauge baseball.
Renee stayed home with me the first few months, but I saw how much happier she was when Phil was around. Mom was always doing things for me, I thought it was about time I returned it. I asked her to send me off to my dad, if he was even still alive. We talked about the possibility for weeks, she didn't want to leave me with someone I didn't grow up with, that I never even knew. After a lot of time and a lot of consideration, she went to look up my dad. She told me about where she left 17 years ago, the small town of Forks, Washington.
I had never been further west than the Rocky Mountains. The rain statistics there were the highest in the country. I had always lived in Phoenix, Arizona. The Grand Canyon state, known for it's deserts, it was the opposite of where I was going to be living. It was halfway through the first semester of my Junior year before Renee made her desicion. I could go live with my dad conditionally. If I was miserable in the first month there, I agreed to go home. I didn't think my life could pan out in a month, but I agreed because Renee was paranoid.
My dad's name was Charlie Swan, he was the Cheif of Police in Forks. He was still single, as Renee had been most of the last 17 years. He lived alone in a three bedroom house. That's what Mom tells me anyway. She didn't want me going completely unprepared. She filled him in on me as well, I went by Bella, not my birthname of Isabella. I was in all the advanced courses in Phoenix. The school I went to shipped all my information to the school I would be attending, Forks High School. Which is five times smaller than what I was used to.
It was in the ending of October when I flew to Seattle. I took another flight from there to Port Angeles, and still from there it was an hour long drive with a man I had never met.
When I arrived in Port Angeles, Charlie was holding a sign that said Bella so I could recognize him. He was balding and had a mustache like a stinging caterpillar. He pulled me into an awkward embrace when he figured out who I was. I hugged back. "Nice to finally meet you, Bella," he said in a deep voice. "Nice to meet you," then a thought ran through my mind, What do I call him? I decided since I had never met him to not call him "Dad" but since he was I wouldn't call him "Mr. Swan" either. "Charlie," was the word that came out of my mouth.
We were in his police cruiser. The drive back to his house was silent. No more awkward than the hug had been though. When we arrived at Charlie's house, he showed me my new room. It was joined to another bedroom by a mutual bathroom. The room I had was looked like it had been designed for my grandmother. The quilt was patch work, I would buy a new comforter whenever I got a chance to buy a car and go somewhere. There was a small desk with a computer from the 90s. There was a dresser and a small closet for my small wardrobe. The other room however looked designed for a teenager. I decided to ask Charlie about it and he said he would explain later.
He didn't hover while I unpacked my things. I heard the television come on downstairs. Rain started hitting the window, and my torture begins.
The next morning I woke up and got ready for my first day of school in this new town of Forks, Washington. I wasn't wearing anything fancy. Plus a raincoat my mom bought for me. I caught the bus with no other way to get to Forks High School. I went to the office to get a schedule, thankfully the campus had signs all over the place so I didn't get completely lost. "Isabella Swan, I need my schedule" I told the woman sitting behind the desk. She smiled and said, "Oh, you must be Cheif Swan's daughter from Arizona." I just nodded and took the papers she handed me.
I walked to English in no rush, people were still arriving in cars. I found the right building and walked in after the bell rang. Before the teacher started a boy pratically ambushed me, "Beth I thought you were at your grandparents for the week. Did you get your schedule changed?" I gave him a look like he was crazy, I had no idea what this boy was saying. "Beth?" He looked at me like I had amnesia. "Yes, your name? Beth? Are you losing it?" I gave him the look again. "Mike!" he yelled across the room. Another boy joined us.
"Beth doesn't remember who she is." They looked at each other. "My name is Bella, Bella Swan. What are you talking about? Who is Beth?" Their eyes grew as big as a lemur's. They whispered things to where I couldn't understand as they walked away, leaving my question unanswered. The teacher started class, introducing me first off. As he did, all the students started whispering, but more intently than I would've guessed. I wasn't so sure anymore what they would be talking about, what happened with the two boys not five minutes earlier.
Most of the day went like that. People comparing me to "Beth." Was this a joke they played on all the new kids? I didn't understand how the whole school was in on it. At lunch, I sat in the corner as to forget about all the people around me, as if it were possible. All day, more and more people ambushed me. "Beth!" A girl yelled across the lunch room. I looked up to see if she was talking about me. She waved for me to join them, but I ignored and continued eating lunch. A few moments later, she and a few others-including the boys from English-joined me at the table. "Why did you ignore me?"
"I'm not Beth whoever, I don't know what you're talking about." Her eyes widened in surprise. "You guys weren't lying." The first boy I met in English-whose name I still didn't know- said, "I told you so," mocking her. "So, Bella," the girl said-they had obviously been talking about me- "I'm Jessica Stanley, you already know Mike and Eric, this is Angela Webber and Lauren Mallory." I smiled and said, "Hi," looking at all of them individually for the first time. I heard the door swing open and a gust of rain and wind came in. I looked over to see who had entered from the outside.
A big bulky boy with dark curly hair walked in with an inhumanly beautiful girl with long blonde hair. "Who are they?" I asked curious. Jessica started to explain, "The big one, that's Emmett Cullen, his girlfriend Rosalie Hale, and the two following them," she paused as I studied them, The boy was blond and the girl with him was short, had short spiky hair, and pranced more than walked, "The boy is Jasper Hale, Rosalie's twin brother. The short dancing girl is Alice Cullen, and he" this time she paused in admiration. A boy with copper hair, alone, possibly the most beautiful of all of them walked in raking his hand through his hair. "is Edward Cullen," she finished.
They all had pale skin that gave me a run for my money, they had dark circles under their eyes, like they had missed sleep for the past month. They sat at the same table by themselves. It looked like people here kept their distance from the Cullens and Hales. "They're all beautiful," Jessica read my mind, "and they're all together, and they live together. It's weird. Their Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids. They moved here a few years ago from Alaska. Edward is the only single one, but don't waste your time, apparently the girls here aren't good enough for him." I looked over to the place where the Cullens were sitting. Edward was looking right at me with pitch black eyes, I shivered and looked away.
The rest of lunchwent painfully slow. I had looked at the "Cullen" table again and saw Edward was once again giving me a death glare. I had the same reaction as before but a different thought, how can someone hate you after seeing you once? I didn't think my thought process was out of order. It didn't make any sense for him to hate me so quickly.
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Biology was the next class I had, I rushed to get there because I didn't notice the bell ringing. I walked in a few seconds before the bell rang. Mr. Banner told me to sit in the only open seat, next to the copper-haired, beautiful Edward Cullen. He didn't word it just like that. I sat in my new desk waiting for the lesson to start. I watched as Edward moved further from me throughout class. I kept wondering what I did that he hated. I thought for a long time and decided he hated this Beth girl that everyone was accusing me to be. That made sense. I smiled to myself for figuring this out. I turned to explain to him that I wasn't this girl everyone thought I was. "Hi, I know you must think I'm Beth, but I have no idea who this girl is that everyone thinks I am, I'm Bella Swan," I stuck out my hand as a gesture to make friends. Something I wouldn't normally do, but I wasn't going to let this guy I didn't even know sit here and hate me. He stood and the bell rang after. Like he knew the exact second it was going to ring. I looked for a watch he wasnt wearing. He rushed out of the classroom ignoring everything I had just said.
There must have been shock in my eyes because I had no idea what was going on in this town.
Edward's POV
The generically popular Elizabeth Swan was in the mind of every student I passed today, more than usual. Apparently she wasn't getting enough attention and decided to change her schedule and was pretending to be someone else. She wasn't even very creative, she used her own last name.
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My brothers, sisters, and I walked through the rain to the cafeteria. "Bella" was sitting in a corner talking to all her normal friends, out of place. She asked about me and I heard my name. I looked over from where I was sitting to hear what Jessica Stanley was telling her. She pretended not to know me. She was actually doing better than I expected.
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Beth's schedule change put her in my Biology class. I moved to one side of the table. It was when I looked for her thoughts that I realized something wasn't right. Where I thought I would here self-praise, I heard silence. Was it really amnesia like some of the students suspected? No. She would still thoughts, wouldn't she? I had never come across a silent mind before. She put a curtain of her hair between us. She didn't even smell like herself. Was it possible that this wasn't Beth Swan?
A/N:please tell me how I did and if I should continue. I just came up with this. I don't know if I like it or not. Edward's point of veiw is basically to explain what's going on to people who didn't read the first A/N. Tell me how I did please. I want to hear from someone else. umm, that's it.
-Jade.