Crescent Moon

Charlie and Billy Black are brothers. When Charlie's daughter comes to move in with them, some trouble is stirred up when she shows interest in one of the Cullens. Before Bella arrives, Billy's best friend dies and he takes her son in since he and Bella grew up together. Isabella Black, daredevil, outgoing, never afraid to speak her mind begins to attend Forks High School and catches the attention of every male student at school, including mysterious Edward Cullen. Now, her best friend is trying to protect her from their so-called enemy, but Bella doesn't want his protection.

Chapter 1: Welcome to Forks

Wow.

Well, here I am. Dreary Forks, Washington. Why the hell would anyone in their right mind want to live in a place named after an eating utensil?! But now, I reside in the dreary utensil named city where it rains 360 days a year. My dad, Charlie, is who I have to live with, and his brother, my uncle, Billy. Well, the only good thing that can come out of this is that I get to see my Jacob every day. He's my best friend and I've known him for forever.

The car stops in front if the house and I pay the cab driver. Charlie couldn't pick me up because he was working. He's the police chief of Forks, like there's any real danger around here. The most news this city gets is someone moving and going to college or hitting a deer with their car. Whatever.

Jake runs out of the house and engulfs me in one of his famous bear hugs. I smile and laugh, using up the last of my oxygen. "Jake....can't...breathe!" I gulp for air when he releases me onto the ground.

"Sorry. Here, let me help you with your things." Jacob grabs all of my bags and carries them in the house. I follow him upstairs since I haven't been here in a couple of summers, but who can really forget the simple layout of the Black house? You walk in, the living room is on your left and the kitchen on your right. Through the kitchen is the laundry room, and if you keep walking down the hall, you get to Charlie's room, then Billy's room. Upstairs, there are two rooms connected by a single bathroom.

"So, here's your room." Jacob dumped all of my stuff on the bed and went through the bathroom to the other room. "I'll leave you to freshen up and stuff. I really don't know what girls do after they've been on a plane for hours, and then they hop in a musty cab."

"Shutup!" I laughed and rolled my eyes. But I really did need to take a shower. I'm pretty sure my hair smelled like old cabs and cigarettes. Ugh! I hate smoking! It kills your lungs, makes your teeth rot, and makes your breath stink. I shivered at the thought of anyone I love smoking. I would probably beat them senseless.

I grabbed my bag of toiletries out of my suitcase and went into the bathroom. "EW!" I screeched when I was face to face with a pair of dirty boxers.

"What is it?" Jacob came into the bathroom from the other room.

"Why is there a pair of boxers in the shower?" I pointed at them, refusing to lay a finger on the monstrosity.

"Calm down, geez!" Jake grabbed the boxers and threw them into the room he came out of. I peeped my head in there and saw the jungle.

"What the hell?!" I sniffed and gagged. "Oh! What died in here?" I covered my nose and mouth with my hand.

"What are you talking about? I don't smell anything." Jake brushed pass me and started throwing stuff under the bed.

"Is this your room?"

Jake nodded.

"What happened? Your mom kicked you out because of the mess?" I teased.

Jake shook his head and looked at the floor. "She died about a week ago."

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry Jake!" I instantly felt guilty for bringing it up. Jacob had been really close to his mother for as long as I can remember.

"It's okay. Really. You didn't know."

"But I'm still.....gosh Jake. How?"

"I dunno. Something about an animal attack I think." Jacob looked like he knew more, but he wasn't going to say anything about it.

"I'm really sorry." I told him then got in the shower before my big mouth got me in anymore trouble.

As I stood under the stream of hot water, I thought about how I would feel if I lost Renee. She wasn't the best mom around, but she was still mine. I thought back to my last day with my mom. She didn't want me to leave, but I had to. I couldn't stay there with her and Phil acting like newlyweds. And Phil was always gone, and I knew my mom wanted to go with him. I was only holding her back. I couldn't do that to her. My mom is a free spirit, and she deserves to be where ever she wants to be.

I poured my shampoo in my hand and sniffed it. My strawberry kiwi shampoo has always calmed me down. I lathered my hair and hummed to myself in the shower while I grabbed at the soap.

The shower curtains were pulled open and in stepped a completely naked Jacob. My hair was still covered in shampoo and the soap fell to the bottom of the tub.

"YEOW!!" He almost screamed. "Damn Bella! This water is scalding!"

"Duh! It was meant for me, that's why!" I yelled at him. "Now get out!" I tried to push him, but ended up slipping, and causing Jake to fall. Our heads slammed together as we crashed to the floor. "Get off me you giant!"

"What's going on in here?" Charlie's voice came out of nowhere and he was standing in the doorway of the bathroom. I could feel the blood rush to my face as Jake scrambled to get off of me.

I looked down and squeaked, jumping back in the shower and closing the curtain. "Nothing dad."

"It didn't look like nothing. Jacob, go put some clothes on! Now!" Charlie was livid.

"Nothing happened." I told him when Jake was out of the bathroom. Oh, this is weird. I'm talking to my dad while I'm in the shower. My blush wasn't gone, and it wasn't going away any time soon. "Dad, may I please finish my shower in peace?"

"Not if Jacob's going to be coming back in here."

"He's just as embarrassed as I am dad. He isn't coming back in here anytime soon." I admitted.

"I told Billy that it wasn't a good idea to let him stay here while you were here. You two are both teenagers and..."

"Dad!" I yelled. "We aren't going to do anything. Jake is my friend and nothing more." I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair and sighed when I heard the door slam. I shut the water off, since it had gotten cold while Jake had tackled me.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me. I heard Charlie talking to Jake about walking in on me, and I could see Jake rolling his eyes and nodding his head in boredom. I giggled at the thought.

Charlie's heavy footsteps echoed through the house as he went down stairs. Jake came back in the bathroom with only a pair of boxers on.

"You know Charlie carries a gun, and since he's Chief of Police he doesn't need any reason to fire it like the other officers." I warned Jake with a smile.

"And you know that Charlie isn't gonna shoot me. He loves me too much." Jake smiled back. "Anyway, I told him I was trying to conserve water."

I shook my head. "You're an idiot Jake." He took a step closer to me. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm just trying to get you to blush again."

"It doesn't take much." I rolled my eyes.

"What happened to the nice little Isabella I knew when we were little?"

"She grew up Jake. Bella is sixteen now and she wants to experience life. That's the whole reason behind Bella's new wardrobe."

"Why are you speaking in third person?"

"Bella doesn't know." I laughed.

"What new wardrobe?" Jake asked.

He followed my back into my room and I showed him my mostly black and purple clothes.

"What's this for?" He picked up my dark purple helmet.

"I bought a motorcycle before I left Renee. It should be here...." I looked out the window and saw a delivery truck. "...now." I smiled and flew down the stairs. I opened the door and greeted the delivery man. "Hey."

He gulped and took a good look at me before replying. "H-hi there. Um...Isa-Isabella Black?"

"Yeah. You got my baby?" I bit my lip and looked at the truck. I saw another man unload my bike from the back of the truck and a smile crept on my face. A hand wrapped around my waist and I was pulled back. Jake stood in front of me and the delivery guy.

"What is it?" His voice was deep and controlling.

"Back up Jake. My bike is here." I told him, getting angry because he'd been rough and had probably bruised my waist.

"I'll get it. You go get dressed."

I looked down and blushed again. I'd forgotten that I was only in a towel. I dashed up the stairs and got dressed quickly. I was back at the door in less than fifteen minutes, but the delivery truck was gone. I saw Jake coming from the backyard. "Where'd they go? And where's my baby?"

"They went back to work, and I'm right here." Jake smiled.

"Ew, who would want you?" I teased. "But seriously, where's my bike?"

"In the backyard. Billy can't get back here because of his wheelchair, and Charlie doesn't come back here too often. If he does, we can say it's mine or something." I nodded and began to walk to the backyard but tripped. Great. I'm a klutz and I have on heels. But it's part of my new look, so I'm going to learn to walk in them. Before I hit the ground, Jake caught me and we tumbled to the ground for the second time.

"We've gotta stop doing this." I laughed and pushed Jake from on top of me.

"Yes you do." Charlie said from the front door. "If I see you two like this again, I'm going to have to-"

"Dad!" I yelled and walked out of the room, up the stairs.

"Get back here Isabella!" He barked from downstairs.

"What?!" I huffed and went back down.

"What on earth do you have on?" He looked at my clothes.

"Clothes, right?" I asked sarcastically and looked down. I was wearing a black mini skirt, a deep purple v-cut long sleeve shirt, and four and a half inch black heels. They are a hazard for someone like me, but I think I can handle them as long as I don't walk too much today. "Yep, I'm wearing clothes."

"No, I mean why is that skirt so short, that shirt so tight, and cut too low, and those heels too high?!" It looked like Charlie was about to blow a vessel in his brain.

"Don't worry about it Charlie. Bella's going through her 'Goth' phase. All girls do it every now and then. It's different in different girls." Jacob came to the rescue.

"Well it had better not last long in this girl! Do you understand that?" Charlie looked from Jacob to me.

"Sure, sure. I'll snap her out of it." Jake promised.

"Thank you Jacob." Charlie said then left the house again. Why is he popping up at odd moments and seeing things that upset him? That's Charlie for ya. And why is he so uptight? Is he PMSing?

"Thanks Jake." I sighed.

"Sure, sure. Let's go take a look at that motorcycle of yours." Jake said and started walking to the backyard, with me following him.


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