Whispers are in italics, bold is thoughts or "stage" directions, and regular is well... regular...obviously. Bella is a bit closer to Charlie in my version but Charlie is still as awkward as ever. All other Vamp relationships are the same except for Rosalie and Emmett. They don't exist together. Never have, Never will. Edward, Emmett and Rosalie are the single one's and Rosalie is the most beautiful one of course.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, just the plot and some of the characters ^_^

Bella's POV:

Well...today was the day. The day i finally moved to Forks, the town I was born in. it was constantly covered by clouds and rain. I was moving here to live with my dad. To make him and my mom happy. You see, my mom got reamarried to Phil, a minor leauge baseball player and he moved around a lot. I, however didn't want to move around so my mom stayed in Phoenix with me. I know it made her unhappy so when i turned 17 I told my mom that I'm moving. Even though she said i didn't have to, I knew it made her happy. As soon as i got off the plane it started to sprinkle. Great.

"Bells! Hey Bells!"

I heard Charlie's voice shouting over the crowd people. I walked towards the sound of his voice,

"Bells? Over here!"

I pushed my way through and finally I was face-to-face with him.

"Dad!"

I gave him a hug.

"Oh Bells!"

He blushed. He pulled away looking around, slightly embarrassed by my little case of PDA.

"Come on. Let's get your bags."

20 Minutes later...

We walked into the parking lot of the airport, i was about to ask what car he brought when I saw it, the police cruiser. Of Course. He must have saw the look on my face for he said,

"Sorry Bells. I got rid of the other car. You know. Since, I try to work at the station as much as possible."

I smiled slightly,

"That's ok Char..Dad. I don't mind. Just as long as I get my own car so i don't have to be dropped off by you. No offense,"

He laughed.

"None taken. Actually... I already got you a car."

He peeked out of the corner of his eye at me.

"Well...thanks Dad."

He blushed in embarrassment.

"Your welcome Bells."

I smiled at him as we got into the car. We drove in silence. I laid my head against the window staring out at the trees and bushes we passed.

A half-hour later...

We pulled up to the house Charlie, parking on the grass. We got out of the car heading towards the trunk to grab my bags.

"I've got them."

"Thanks."

I mumbled looking at the empty driveway. I thought he said he was gonna get me a car. He must've seen me looking cause he smiled and said,

"Patience. It will be here soon."

I blushed and looked down.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

He threw his head back and busted into laughter.

"Hahaha oh bells. You're my daughter. I've quite obviously known you, your whole entire life, so i can tell when your lying. Besides, your a horrible liar."

I huffed in mock anger and stomped up the steps, almost slipping on a patch of ice.

"Still clumzy I see."

I couldn't help but smile, at the thought of how ridiculous I look when i'm clumzy.

"Whatever Cheif. Can you just open the door. Please...?"

He walked over to the door and took down the key from the doorframe.

"Remember where this is ok? Cause this is the key we're going to be sharing."

"You really trust people enough to leave a key here?"

He gave me a look of disbelief.

"I'm the chief of police Bells. I don't think anyone in this town is stupid enough to try to break in."

"Touche."

We finally got into the house and he showed me around.

"...and here is the bathroom."

"Oh right. One bathroom."

He gave me and apologetic look and opened the door to my room.

"I left it the way it was, well except for a few things. I hope you like purple."

The room had evergreen colored walls, with a queen sized bed covered in purple sheets and pillows, there was a beside table with a lamp on it, and hanging on the wall was a shelf that had space for Cd's.

"It's great Dad. I love it. Thanks."

He blushed.

"Well, your welcome. I'll leave you to it."

I stopped him before he closed the door.

"Thanks again Charlie."

"Yeah. Yeah."

I shook my head and shut the door behind him.

"Alright. Let's get started."

I put my hair up in a ponytail and got to work putting away my stuff and reorganizing my room. After around an hour passed I finally stood in the middle of my room.

"Perfect."

I opened the door and was hit with the smell of something burning. I ran down the stairs and went into the kitchen to find Charlie at the stove trying to cook something I couldn't quite identify.

"Dad. What are you doing?"

"I'm cooking what does it look like?"

"Well, I'm no Rachel Ray but, I wouldn't call that cooking."

Seeing him frustrated as he was i decide to take over. I walked over to the stove and grabbed the spatula from him.

"Here, let me do it."

I took over trying to cook something actually edible out of what he had tried, and failed, to make. I felt him watching me before I heard him finally move into the living room and turn on the t.v. I listened to the sound of baseball while I cooked, putting myself in sort of a trance. When I finally saw that dinner was ready I called him in.

"Charlie! Dinner's ready!"

He left the t.v. on and walked into the kitchen and sat at the table. I brought a plate of food over to him and sat down.

"Your not eating?"

I waited for him to take a bite before answering.

"No. I'm not hungry. To excited for school tomorrow i suppose."

"Oh. Ok."

I watched him eat for a few minutes before going upstairs in my room. I went through my closet and drawers and picked out an outfit for tomorrow. I grabbed a towel from the cupboard and went into the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and turned on the shower. I stayed in the shower for around a hour before the hot water started to get cold. I toweled off and went into my room and threw on a sports bra, a white tee, and some sweatpants. I ran down the stairs and gave Charlie a kiss on the cheek.

"Night dad."

"Your going to sleep already?"

"Yeah I figured I'd go to bed earlier so I can make sure to get to school on time."

"Well I figured you'd want to see your truck when it gets here."

I stood there contemplating for a few minutes.

"I'll see it tomorrow, it will be even more of a surprise."

"Yeah alright. Goodnight Bells."

"Night!"

I yelled over my shoulder as I ran up the stairs. I slid under the covers of my bed, just in time as the jet lag kicked in and I drifted off into a deep sleep. So deep that I didn't hear the sound of a truck pulling up in the driveway...


So...? What'ya think? This story may start out like the book but it is in no way like it. Yes, I did quote Stephanie Meyer a few times but... I couldn't help it. Oh and Bella's truck, well let's just say that Charlie had a lot of money stored away for this occasion. Till next time...