Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight...isn't that pretty obvious…?

Gosh, I haven't been on here forever…Okay. So this is a new story of mine! Edward is actually the one who has moved to Forks-Bella has lived there her whole life :) I hope you enjoy it!

Prologue

BPOV

The rain is pattering softly against my window. The wind is signing gently. I am humming to myself quietly. But inside my head, I am screaming. My mother has left. She's left me with my father. Charlie. My abusive, horrid, awful, awful father.

"Don't cry, don't cry," I murmur to myself. "It's okay…." But I cry anyways, falling asleep on a tear-soaked pillowcase.

Chapter 1

BPOV

Another day at Forks High School. Great. Just great. I slump down in my chair. It's sixth period. Biology. Just two periods left and I can go home…

Someone slides into the seat next to mine. I look up, startled, my eyes prolly wide and scared-looking. It's a new guy, around a year older than me, with mussed copper hair and golden eyes. Golden? He turns to look at me, a small smile on his lips. As soon as he opens his mouth to say something, his smile drops into a frown, and his kind golden eyes turn into cold black glaring ones. I look away, holding back tears.

The lesson begins. I stare out at the parking lot and all the cars. Red car. Another Red. White. Blue. Red. Silver. Gold. Black. White. Red. Yellow. White. Green. Black. Black. Redredwhitegoldblueyellowgre enwhiteblackblackblack. They all blur together into a mass of colors.

"Hello," a soft, musical voice says.

I turn sharply, The new guy is staring at me intently, golden eyes warm and sparkling, a bright smile on his flawless face. "Hi." My voice cracks. Wonderful.

He doesn't take notice. "I'm Edward Cullen. I'm sorry for my rudeness at the beginning of class. I was just distracted." He smiles, showing off perfect white teeth.

"Oh. Um…I'm Bella."

"Nice to meet you, Bella."

I blush deep crimson. My heart warms. "N-nice to meet you, t-too," I stutter, blushing more, utterly embarrassed.

Edward laughs softly under his breath, nearly too quiet for me to hear.

I swing my hair around to hide my bright red face and start doodling on an empty page in my notebook. Less than a minute later the bell as rung, and everyone is scrambling to get out of the door.

Except Edward. "What class do you have next?" he inquires.

"Gym," I grumble.

He laughs. "Sounds fun."

"What do you have?" I question, slipping my notebook into my bag, and zipping it shut.

"Study hall," he grins. "Is it okay if I walk you to class?" he offers before I have a chance to reply.

"Sure," I nod, smiling.

I'm at home, cooking supper for Charlie. My music is blaring into my ears—an attempt to drown out my mind. I'm cooking penne pasta with marinara sauce, and green beans on the side. Charlie will be home in one minute. I grab the plates and forks and set them on the beat-up table, along with a beer for Charlie and a water for me. Seeing his police cruiser pull up, I yank out my ear buds, shove them into my pocket where my iPod is, and start serving up the food.

Charlie comes stumbling in, already drunk. "Get the hell out of my house!" he shouts the moment he sees me. I stand there in shock. The times he has done this, my mother Renee has been there to protect me. Charlie reaches out, striking me. "GET OUT!" he roars. The abruptness causes me to drop the pan, boiling sauce burning my skin.

I fly out the door.

Okaaay so usually the chapters will be at least twice this long, but I just wanted to get it started. So tell me what you think please and I'll be updating every one to three days :)