ME: I OWN YOU ADMIT IT!
ALICE: NO
ME: YESSSSS I DOOO!
ALICE: iS YOUR NAME STEPHENIE MEYERS?
ME: MY 1ST NAME MIGHT BE STEPHENIE...
ALICE: THEN YOU DON'T OWN ME. : P
ME: NEXT TIME EVIL LITTLE PIXIE NEXT TIME!
BPOV
My airplane just landed in Los Angeles Washington. I've been adopted by Mr. and Mrs.
Carlisle Cullen. They have adopted 6 kids including me. I was so glad because I've been stuck
in an orphanage since I was 6. My biological mother was a professor at UCLA in California. She
forgot to grab her science book so she could plan out the next classes work. The school caught
on fire and she was one of the few professors trapped inside and she was burnt to death. My
father was on a chase trying to catch a jewerly thief and he shot my dad. He bled out fast and
the paremetics were too late. He died when I was 5. My parents were seperated. So I moved
in with my mother and she died a few months later. But, now I'm going to live in the Olympic
Penisula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exsists under a near-
constant cover of clouds. It rains in this inconsequential town more than any other place in
the United States of America. I will miss the golden hot sun pounding on my face and the
beautiful palm trees swaying back and forth. I snapped out of my daydream because the
flight attendent told us to unbuckle our seatbelts and get our luggage. I exited the plane and
looked around. It was cloudy and misty. I looked around at all the faces surrounding me. One
face caught my attention. It was a beautiful flawless face. She had shoulder length light brown
hair with golden eyes and a pale white face. She looked...perfect. She saw me and smiled.
"You must be Isabella." The kind lady said sweetly. Her voice was so angelic.
"You can call me Bella. And you must be Mrs. Cullen." I said to my new mother.
"Oh please call me mom she insisted."
"Mom." I smiled at the word that I longed to say in many years.
"Well lets get you home and you can meet your father, brothers and sisters." She was such a
kind women- oops mother. She offered to help me with my bags but, I told her I was fine.
She brought me to the parking lot. Mom brought me up to a S55 AMG Horse Powered
Mercedes. Wow. They must be rich. I didn't care if they were rich or poor. I had a new family
and home. I'm very grateful too. Mom loaded my bags in the trunk.
"Nice Car." I said really impressed.
"Thanks. It's my husband Carlisle's car." We both got in and she turned the key and the radio
came on. Your Love Is My Drug came on and I beamed.
"I love 92.3 Moose!" I pratically screamed.
"Me too!" She yelled. We sang all the way to the house. Then we sang to I'm Not Afraid,
Airplanes, OMG, Cooler Than Me, and Replay. Wow she's a fast driver. Ahhhhhh. Home. I got
out and Mom got my bags. Wow. They are filthy rich. The house was amazing and and and
so many windows.
"Wow. It's so beautiful!" It took my breath away.
"Thankyou. Welcome home Bella." I smiled at her kind kind words.
"Home." I breathed.
Author's Note - If you would like me to add another chapter please review or send me a message. : )
