Writer's Intro: Hello. First and foremost, thank you for checking out my story. I do not own Twilight, nor its characters which belong to Stephenie Meyer. This is my first fan fic and hopefully not my last! Please feel free to leave comments and I hope you enjoy!!

Prologue/Chapter One - All Eyes on Me

As I started to wake up, I could hear the commotion downstairs. Charlie was talking to someone but I couldn't quite make out who it was. Maybe it was Edward picking me up for school or something. Oh crap I forgot all about school. I sat up quickly and started to get out of the bed. Somehow I was tangled up in my sheets and when I went to stand up, I toppled over on to the floor. Just another day in the life of Isabella Swan I suppose.

The next thing I knew, there was a frantic knock on the door and the door flew open. "Bella honey, are you alright? Let me help you up." Slim hands reached around my arm to help me get my bearings about me. I took a double take once I was settled back on the bed. "Mom??" It sure looked like her..Sounded like her too..but what was she doing here..in Forks? "Mom, what's going on? Why are you up here?" She looked at me, and then to the door once Charlie came up the stairs and poked his head in my room.

"I'm up here because you scared the daylights out of us..We thought you hurt yourself again.." Mom replied, brushing some hair from my face. I pulled back a little, "No mom, I mean what are you doing here..in Forks?" She looked at me perplexed now, "Bella, honey. I live here..are you okay?" She paused to look back at Charlie. "Maybe we should take her back to the hospital to check her head again.." This must be a really tripped out dream. Maybe mom was just up for a visit or something. I don't know. "No hospital..I'm fine..Do you guys mind, I need to get ready for school now.." At first they were hesitant to leave me alone but soon let my room and shut the door softly.

As I was getting dressed, my mom's words were replaying in my head. What did she mean by getting hurt "again"? Yeah I know I that I sometimes have a rough and tumble with myself, but never to the point where I don't actually remember what happened. No time to think about it now. I was running late for school.

I made my way down the stairs where Charlie and Renee stood, "You don't have to go to school today if you don't want to. You can just take some time off and relax.." Things were just too weird now. "I'm fine. I'll see you guys later.."

I headed for the door when they started up again. "Aren't you going to wait for Mike to come pick you up?" Mike? Why on earth would Mike be coming to pick me up. If anyone was coming to pick me up, it would be Edward. "Are you talking about Mike Newton?"

"Yeah..He is your boyfriend, is he not?" Charlie put an arm around Renee's shoulder as they both stood there looking at me.

"Boyfriend?!" I started laughing, "You cannot be serious. Edward is my boyfriend. You guys ar-" Before I could finish, Mike Newton came in the door..into my house. "Hey Mr. and Mrs. S, how is my favorite girl doing this morning?" Then without any warning whatsoever, Mike took my hand and pulled me to his body and pressed his lips against mine. I managed to slip my arms between us and push him away. "What the hell are you doing Mike?! If this is your idea of a joke, it isn't fucking funny!" They all looked at me now as if I were an alien or something.

"I am not your girl..You two, aren't even married anymore..and..and.." My mind was starting to wander now as I looked around the room. Charlie and Renee's wedding picture hung on one of the walls among other family pictures. The whole place looked..different..More home-like. It certainly didn't look like mine and Charlie's house, but it was because there was the part of the entry way of the kitchen were little indentations were made to keep track of my height as a child..

Something was definitely off here..It was my house, but at the same time it wasn't. Renee was suppose to be in Florida with Phil and Edward was the one to pick me up for school and if he didn't I would take my truck. My truck! I ran over to the window to see and the old beat up Chevy, but it wasn't there. Just dad's cruiser in the driveway and some other car which I suspected to be mom's. Mike's was parked along the curb in front of our house.

My legs began feeling like jello now and my pulse picked up slightly. Something was definitely wrong with this whole situation. "This isn't right.."

"Bella? Bella are you okay?" Their voices seemed so distant now and the room appeared as if it were slipping away from me. "What..is going on? Edw-" And then the next thing that happened, everything went black and every sound was silent..This must have been what Dorothy felt like after the tornado..

Toto, I don't think we're in Forks anymore..

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