My name is Isabella Swan. I am nobody extraodinary nor important. I am just a pale skinny girl who moved to Forks, Washington the rainiest place in the United States from the valley of the sun, Phoenix, Arizona. Today was just a normal day in my life I would get dressed and go to school as I always did. .I pulled my long brown hair into a ponytail and headed out to my truck
" Shit!" I gasped as I slipped and fell on my ass. The ground was covered in thick white snow which meant the roads would be covered in slick, deadly ice. To any normal person this would be a fairly small problem but, of course, I am terribly uncoordinated so this proved to be a major problem.
I took it slow in my old rusty red, Chevy truck. When I got to school I realized I had gotten here no problem at all. After I set foot on the pavement, something silver caught my eye, my father, Charlie, had been thoughtful enough to put snow chains on my truck. I was so overcome with appreciation, that i wasn't paying attention to the world around me. I heard a loud metallic screech, like someone dragging their finger-nails down a chalk board, but when I looked up all I could see was Tyler Crowley's van skidding uncontrollably across the ice heading straight for the back end of my truck. I was in between them.
Suddenly, the world started moving in slow-motion. To my right, as the van was coming at me from the left, I noticed Edward Cullen standing there with an expression of horror dominating his features. I spoke to him very briefly once, in biology class, but he had been so cold and unfriendly that I did my best to ignore him from the point on. The only thing I know about his is that he is adopted, as was the rest of his family. His father's name is Carlisle. He is single and works at the hospital.
I was pulled from train of thought with an impact to my side. It didn't come from the right direction though. I then realized that it was Edward Cullen. He had stopped the van, with his bare hands! I fell and hit my head on the pavement. I tried to stay conscious of what was going on around me. People came running around the corners yelling for people to call 911, but I wasn't paying attention. All I could hear was Edward calling my name, and the world went black.
I woke up in the hospital with my head pounding against my skull. I saw my father in a chair in the corner of the room, with his head in his hands.
"Dad" I croaked.
His head snapped up, and his eyes focused on me. A look of relief took the place of worry on his face.
"Oh my god Bella, I thought I lost you." He choked with relief
"No worries Dad, I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon." I said with a slight smile.
Just then a nurse came in. She looked about middle forties with gray streaks accenting her black hair. She was nice enough as she took my blood-pressure, and listened to me breathe.
"The Doctor should be with you shortly." She said, and left.
I looked expectantly at the door, waiting for the doctor to come in. As I waited I pondered the thought of how Edward managed to stop the skidding van using only his hands.
However my thoughts were cut short due to the door opening.
My head snapped up and I was met with the golden eyes of Doctor Carlisle Cullen.