Ok sooo hey all you Twilight fans! I'm err pretty nervous about this and trying something new. I have wanted to use the angle of Edward having another love before Bella came, I know all of you die-hard book fans may hate me and that's fine you have your opinions and I have mine, but don't bash me please this a only a fun fic with an OC something I wanted to do for a while. I have read the books and own them as well so I to am a die-hard fan. I want to illustarte Edward having a love before Bella and I already have planned the sequel. Please be open minded. Bella and Edward will be together in the sequel, but my OC is returning :) This story takes place in 2005 sophmore year for the Cullen kids and Mina. A year before Bella came.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF THE TWILIGHT SAGA I AM SURE AS HELL NO STEPHANIE MYER THIS IS PURELY FOR FUN AND I ONLY OWN MINA AND HER MOTHER AND FATHER!

p.s. Mina's name is spelled with an I, but it is pronouned as (Me-na) I wanted to spell it different.

My eyes drooped as I watched the places by the window pass by. My mother and me were on our way to our new residence. Moving from the lonely Chicago to Indiana, and finally here to Washington. After she and my dad split up we had moved at least four times. No problem though I mean it's not like I made any friends. There was always something that I wasn't good enough to do, not pretty enough, not enough money. The only reason we got a "decent" house as mom calls it here in Forks is because she knows the real estate agent's son from Indiana. His name Jeremy Taylor Jr.

And me, my name is Mina Elizabeth Hedrick. I just tuned sixteen last May. It's the beginning of my sophomore year. The rain is beating on the windows and my mom is trying to hum a happy song, whatever the hell she can pretend to be happy about when she makes me miserable I will never know. Not many cars pass by. Seattle was nerve wracking thank god we exited that city a couple hours ago. Only to enjoy another painful as hour drive through a town called Port Angeles. All I see is country fields now and wet black top pavement.

I sighed deeply. I didn't want to do this not at all. I was perfectly content staying in the dark back in Indianapolis. "Quit with the sighing Mina." My mom snapped.

I sighed again out of sheer sarcasm. "Oops." I mocked.

She glared at me, and for a moment I smiled, but that quickly faltered. I didn't get but a second or five victory of pleasure over her rain without feeling like screaming my lungs out or bawling louder than and ocean current. It just didn't seem worth it anymore. No matter what I did she always found a way to jump on me. We lost our good relationship after I became a teenager. We were never perfect, but after my Dad Tom left things was just never the same. I think she blames me? He always hit me, or picked on me to the point of crying just to cry out of physical exhaustion on me every single day!

He was mean to her as well and no matter how many chances we gave him he never changed. I know I stopped believing this was his mid-life crisis after about the third time he came back. He was cheating on my mom and hurting us both, but she never listened to me. I tried being what they wanted me to be, but nothing. I lost friends when dad lost his job. No matter what I did I never gained one friend, exception of Internet, but they all had their own lives.

I didn't even like public school all the whispering, taunting, tripping, I teasing. I seemed to be on the 1 hot list for those things. I was never that girl anyone wanted. I tried thinking about my life being a movie it never helped. I would never have a prince and odd girl out friend like me. This was the real world for Christ's sakes! I sighed deeply, tears streaming down my cheeks. I would never let my mother know the things I did.

The cutting I did deep gashes. Jumping into ice cold lakes, burning myself on purpose with the lighter. I was getting more risky. I never had the desire to actually kill myself, only the desire to slowly give me the torture I deserve. However I do chase everyone away so it fits right?

I had taken up smoking whenever I could get my hands on a pack of Marbols. I resulted to stealing them once. But I had left Indy with a carton thank god! I wasn't a big believer in hope, love things like that because for me Mina they never existed. I hated seeing couples holding hands in stores seeing people I knew from my old school. I wouldn't be doing that anymore. No now I have a new school where people can hate me. Taunt me and oh yeah tease me.

I banged my head against the cold glass feeling the vibrations of the car shaking as we moved along. It wasn't long before I saw a sign that read WELCOME TO FORKS, WASHINGTON it was covered in green moss and leaves. "Fucking great." I mumbled.

"We're here." My mom said excitement in her high voice.

"Lovely." I grumbled again.

It was raining here as through Port Angeles. More rain, bloody fantastic. It had been about forty-five more minutes before we turned into a dirt pike road and all I saw was green trees, and beautiful flowers perching out the little stones surrounding the road. I looked in fascination. Culinary arts, music, painting, singing, dance, all of that stuff had always been my interest so if I saw the most remote place for any magical thoughts of it to take place it caught my attention. Forks had this small town fantasy feel on its outskirts.

Writing though it was my biggest ambition and passion in life. I clutched my leather notebook. I was proud of all my writing. As we drove up another hill the raindrops from the treetops, leaves, and limbs hitting the windows and roof of the car I saw a humongous mansion like home. Glass windows all around it, beautiful white porch posts. And it was painted a soft white, it was three stories, top proportioned in a vast shape. Branches almost hid its entrance. A meadow like lawn flowers surrounding the porch.

I smiled it was like a real house from the movies. Something from Pride and Prejudice or The Secret Garden. I gasped rolling down my window immediately. I looked above the sky its gray cloudiness barely visible. The green treetops swirled above my head. I closed my eyes and inhaled the rain. So what was it weird to say this forest of Forks had already enchanted me or my wild imaginatable mind shall I say?

We passed the house and took a twist in the road. We drove making a hillside in the trees apparent. I set back in my seat anxious at what we'd be living in for who knows how long? As it came in sight I almost gasped.

"Mom!" I nearly shouted, making a genuine smile appear on her smooth rosy features.

"Is this? Is this it?"

"Do you like it Mina?" She asked.

I looked at her before smiling truly for the first time in ever nodding. "I f- I mean I love it!" I shouted this time. She ruffled my hair and fringe from my eyes. "I knew it told you would."

I bowed my head. I did like it a lot and that was the problem. We'd be gone in what? Four months tops? She saw my smile falter and hers did as well. Her eyes went into slits. "Mina what is it now?"

"N-nothing mom." I stuttered.

"Look honey I know what you think, but were going to be staying here a very long time. I got a job at the hospital two weeks in advance before we moved here, I wanted to wait to tell you until we got settled, but you look like you could use the news."

My smile brightened. "A job...? So that means?"

"That means we'll be here for a year or more guaranteed."

I didn't know what to make of her commitment, but I looked at the house. The trees blew making it known. A slightly dusty brown and red, mixed with a sea blue was painted on the house, it was two stories with a balcony on the second story window overlooking the right side of the house. Black trims bay windows. An ivory creased railing and brown cement bricks that led to the hardwood porch. Our stuff had already been unpacked top the outside. I noticed a big willow tree with a knot tied swing to the side. Flowers and green leaves all around. The rain feels in just the right places.

I bit my lip. Tears filled my eyes. This was my home. It looked to be a cottage, not as big or olden as the one we saw. It was perfect. My mother chuckled. "Dreamland honey?"

I only nodded. We pulled up a black range rover already in the gravel driveway. What I assume to be Jeremy stood outside it, leaning against the driver's door. I got out absentmindedly as my mom greets Jeremy, me to catch up to notice their extra friendliness. The trees swaying the cold air blowing and it was mid August. I held my black messenger bag close and walked my hand swishing against the ivory railing I made my way to the door. Our lace curtains already hung covered me from taking a peak inside. I was cut out of my thoughts hearing my mother's laugh and thanks to Jeremy. "You must be Mina; you're very grown." His voice broke my thoughts.

I smiled grateful he helped us get this dream. "So mom did get a good deal Sir?" I asked. He nodded. "I hope you all enjoy this house. I gave your mom the key, but I have to go. Papers need taken care of with another renter." We both nodded and he made his way down the steps. "Welcome to Forks." He shouted going backward down the steps.

My mom put the key in the lock as I bounced up and down. "Hurry mom." I squeaked. "I'm trying dear ah there." She said pushing the door open and me pushing her aside running into the house instantly engulfed in its cinnamon scent and warmth. I gasped again. The floors all wooden, a black staircase swirled around a bookshelf capturing it. The kitchen marble counter tops the living room small, our red rug lay in it's center with our table and couch, the fireplace dowsed in ivory as well.

A thought flashed across my mind quickly as my mom mentioned something. "It'll be so peaceful all alone up here. No town to bug us."

I took off running flying down the steps, wind whipping my hair. Jeremy had just started his engine when I whipped right to the side of his range rover. "J-Jeremey wait!" I shouted, gasping breathlessly.

He opened his door chuckling. "Young Mina what can I do for you?"

"Well my mom mentioned she moved here so we could be secluded, but I saw a house as we drove up the err pass. Are we living alone up here or? I mean we are the only two houses right?"

He laughed nodding slightly. "You won't see much of them if at all."

"Who?" I asked.

"The Cullens" He answered simply.

I frowned at the name.

"They moved here about a year ago buying this house straight priced. I was amazed at Dr. Cullen's wife, the family so charming. They fit with the description of their place. He had just got a job here I forget where he came from. Their kids adopted some of them. They said they wanted secluded I tried to make him a deal, but he and his wife uhm I believe her name is Esme, yes Esme Cullen they insisted full price and have lived there since. I hardly see them much, occasional paper work; Carlisle works at the hospital in town. His kids attend Forks High School."

"Wow. I muttered.

"Wait till you see them." He stated.

I only nodded already curious as to who our only neighbors were.

"Well thank you Jeremy for everything sorry I kept you."

"No problem kiddo. See you soon; give your mom my best."

I nodded. I looked over the trees as he pulled away and out of sight.

I pulled my coat around myself and walked up the stairs into the house closing the door. "What was so important?" My mom asked putting some things away in the cupboards.

"Nothing just wanted to know about the people living in that house we passed." I replied opening the window the lace blowing.

"You mean someone actually lives there? Jeremy told me that house without contract is about 150,000."

"Well apparently doctors around here can afford it." I smirked.

"Maybe after a while we can have somewhere like that." Mom smiled.

"Why leave a perfectly good place?" I questioned suddenly getting cold. The wind blew in a different way and I swore I saw something move near the shadows of our blue escape.

"Mina close the window it's cold in here." My mom stated.

I looked outside. My head turning, "something was there." I whispered to myself.

"What?" My mom questioned as I closed the window.

"Uhm nothing I'm gonna go upstairs and unpack, is my shit there?"

"Your stuff and yes it's there."

I nodded excitedly running up the swirls a window on the staircase to the side. When I reached the top I didn't even bother to check anything else out, but the door with a tiny lamplight streaming through it. I opened the door and gasped. The walls burgundy, a fire place in ivory painted black with a creamy white rug in front. The floors hardwood, dark wood and light in some spots. Bay windows trimmed in white and the same lacey covering veiled over them. I saw my bed perched in the corner, my chandelier light hanging above, chair in the corner with a wooden book shelf, my laptop and computer desk already set up.

I opened the door to the bathroom and saw the olden cork tub with a showerhead as well. The floors hardwood small toilet with a window and a sink in the corner the bathroom small, but just right a creamy white painted on it. My mom kept her promise and used the pension money to fix our house up.

I shouted when I saw the balcony window was in my room. The right side of the house. I threw my messenger bag on my satin red sheets, and unsnapped the lock on the double doors. With force I pushed the doors and they swung open the cold air, rain and wind sweeping in. I closed my eyes and stepped out onto the balcony. There was a black railing slope and dip to the side a place I had pushed away. "No way this isn't happening." I said to myself rubbing my palms together. I quickly ran back in grabbing my notebook.

I retreated outside and looked at the dip deciding to take my risk and climb it. I slung the bag criss-crossed over my shoulder I stuck my foot carefully on the dip and clung to the roofing of the house. I pushed myself gasping and pushing my legs I climbed farther as the flat edging of the roof came into view. I breathlessly carefully lay down when I reached the flat top. Not caring if I got wet. I looked above me at the pink cloudy sky. I closed my eyes and let the rain hit them.

I looked around and saw a little perched roof right above my balcony where my ceiling slanted in my room. I dove under it breathing as the gravel and edge of the house viewed my sights and the corner f my right eye. I finally set under the perch. I took my notebook out and started writing.

Winter is like the sea

I hear you calling to me

Only a dream in this cold summer's night

My heart is pitch black within fright

I wrote on and took note of the day's trip. I sat the book on my knees and looked up sighing chewing on my pen. I looked across from me and that's when I saw the dim light coming from the glass doors a window. I scooted closer and saw the shadow. "The Cullen's house?" I questioned, whispering to myself. Who the hell were they? They were weird I knew that. The cold swept over me.

I edged to get a closer look edged up on my feet, when my foot hit the wet pavement and I slipped sliding straight down the slant. My heart skipped beats my nails scraped trying to find something to hold. I clutched my book to my chest and screamed as I fell and hit the balcony scraping my uncoated arm. I screamed loudly heading for the ground I didn't know what was going to happen now. No future local girl killed in fall?

I closed my eyes waiting for the impact, but I never felt it. I felt the pain in my legs before I felt rain in my eyes. I heard a voice. "Is she ok Edward?"

The voice was honey like and musical. "She fell off her room? Tell me you weren't?"

"Look goes get Carlisle all right?" I heard the most velvet, soft and deep voice speak. Like pure honey I moaned out. "Ow." I cried. I kept my eyes closed too afraid. I heard the swift wind and a door open. "Edward what is this?" another honey deep voice, good god. "I must be dead." I spoke aloud.

I heard a chuckle and was it a snarl. "Don't let Jasper here yet. Are you two ok?" It sounded like a harmonious choir. I heard a new voice. "Is she ok? They are the new neighbors." I heard her say. "How do you know Esme?" The Cullen's the Cullen's were hovered around me? "Jeremy called." She spoke softly. "I saw them move in." the first velvet voice I fell for spoke.

I heard a shriek. "My baby."

"Go on you two Esme you stay with me."

I felt the cold rough, yet stone like soft hand leave my head and another came in its place.

"Will she be ok?" The first honey deep voice spoke.

"She'll be fine now come on Edward." I heard swift leaves cracking.

"My god what happened that's my daughter who the hell are you?"

"Our apologies ma'm we heard a scream and our son Edward had caught your daughter as she as he put it fell from the roof of your lovely home."

Her voice was like music. She was very charming her voice already nursing me to sleep, cold hand under my head. Our daughter Alice also heard it and she came to get us. My husband here is a doctor, he works at Forks hospital in town."

"Oh so your the, our neighbors my daughter was so curious about?"

I heard a silence. "Yes were the Cullens." Her voice spoke up. "I'm Esme Cullen, and this is "Carlisle," I heard his voice speak as he was close to my face.

"Oh." My mom sighed. "Is she ok?"

"Well she may have a slight concussion. I could check her out quickly if you don't mind?"

"No, not at all." My mom agreed. "Um come this way come on it."

I felt the hands heave me up into their arms, the chest soft, but cold, the smell intoxicating like a far off musk. I felt the warmth of my house and what felt like minutes I had heard my mother and Esme put me into dry clothing. It was then I heard the chatting as he checked me over.

"We just moved in tonight. Your house my daughter was fascinated with on our way up the path there. Tea?"

"No thank you." Esme and Carlisle politely declined.

"It's lovely." My mom continued.

"Thank you and as yours is." Esme retorted back.

"She's a little out of it, I have given her some pain medication, and she should take in the morning if she attends school she should be okay only a little woozy."

"Thank you all for helping her if your son hadn't been there."

"It's quite ok dear" I heard Esme say. "We must be going though Carlisle chimed in."

"Welcome again" Esme replied. " Good evening." they both said, before leaving.

I let my eyes flutter shut wondering what tomorrow would bring and who was watching me from the Cullen's house and how they caught me so fast. Better yet who was their son Edward?

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