Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the characters unfortunately.

A/N: This is my first fanfic - pretty scary! haha. :)
There are so many talented authors on this site, and after reading their stories they've inspired me to write a story of my own! So I hope you all enjoy my first story!
Now without further a do, I give you.... LIFE IS A MAZE!!!


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"OMG! Can you actually believe that we're moving to Sydney! It's gonna be sooooo awesome! I'm so excited!"

"Yeah. I can tell Alice." I laughed. She was practically jumping up and down.

"What's wrong Bella? You don't seem half as excited as I thought you'd be." Alice asked with a slight frown on her face.

"I am excited Alice. See…. WOOHOO! Sydney here we come!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. People in the airport were looking at me strangely, some laughing at my stupidity. Oh great, attention. Just what I need. I could already feel my cheeks starting to turn as red as a tomato. I looked down at my feet – the safest place to look right now in my opinion.

"Don't you dare try and fake enthusiasm with me young lady! You know very well that I can see through you as easily as if you were glass." Alice challenged.

"Alice. I am excited. I'm just not very fond of moving, that's all." I simply answered.

And that was the truth. I really didn't like moving. Moving just meant new beginnings, new friends, new environments, new jobs. Everything was N.E.W. You also had to put in an effort to get along with people too. If I had just stayed in Melbourne, all this wouldn't be necessary, since I had friends back there. I also wouldn't need to replace all my furniture, or quit my job. I wouldn't have to go through all this trouble. But, since Alice was moving due to her job relocation, and since it was Rose who we were moving in with, I kind of felt obliged to move to Sydney. Besides, I'm sure the move will be worth it in the long run.

Alice, Rosalie and I have been best friends since high school. We went to the same university too. Now me and Alice are 22 while Rosalie is 23. We're practically sisters. However, after uni, Rose moved to Sydney to follow her dream of designing cars. She comes up with the best designs! Even though I'm not a car fanatic I would definitely buy one of her designs. She loves cars. Not as much as she loves me and Alice though. Well, that's what I like to think.

Alice is a fashion designer. She's slowly making her way to the top. Her boss advised her to go to Sydney if she wants to have a better chance at becoming one of the leading designers in Australia. So she agreed, and that's basically why we're moving. She, much like Rosalie, is also really good at what she loves doing. She comes up with these pretty funky clothes, and even though I wouldn't buy her designs for myself, I still love them!

It's not that she's a bad designer or anything. She's really good, but it's just that the type of clothes that she designs isn't really my style. Well, basically anything fashionable isn't my style. Rose and Alice refer to me as being 'fashionably challenged.' Alice reckons that forcing me into her designs will help get rid of my little 'problem.' Personally, I think she just makes me model her designs to torture me. What great friends I had, right?

Just because both my best friends were exceptionally beautiful and could pull off whatever outfit they threw on in the morning, didn't mean that everyone could look as attractive as they do everyday. And that was true. Rosalie and Alice were oth extremely gorgeous young ladies. Alice, although very petite, had spiky, short, black hair which always looked glossy and perfect. Same with Rose's blonde, long, wavy hair. Rosalie was taller than both Alice and I and she had the body of a model. No, not the stick-thin runway models, but the commercial bikini models. Both of them put those models to shame. They both also had such grace and elegance in whatever they did. Even when Rose was fixing cars, she looked like a goddess. And the same goes for Alice. They both were just perfection.

Me. Well I'm not really a designer of any sort, unless you count writing as designing stories. But I don't write stories. I have a column in the local paper. Correction. I HAD a column in the local paper. Now I have to seek a new job in some Sydney paper I guess. I've always dreamed of being a journalist. I don't know why though. I guess it's just because I can express myself so easily on paper. I love writing.

"Bella come on. We can board the plane now!" Alice excitedly informed me.

We joined the end of the line and waited for everyone to slowly move up. Alice dragged me closer and closer to the entrance every time the line moved an inch.

"Bella. It's moving." she said for the hundredth time.

"Yeah I know Alice. Hold your horses!" I sighed, clearly annoyed. I rolled my suitcase along without looking up to see where I was going. Only I could be stupid enough to do that. I accidentally bumped into a hard wall. As I lifted my head to see why the hell there was randomly a wall in the middle of the airport, I was horrified to find myself face to face with a bulky, muscular man. Okay, I wasn't really face to face with the young man since he was a whole lot taller than me, but still.

He had short, curly, brown hair and his dimples were showing since he was grinning at me with an expression of amusement plastered on his face. He was actually quite attractive. He was a giant compared to Alice and he looked pretty intimidating. I'm sure that he could easily knock me to the ground with one slight push of his pinky finger.

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going. I truly am sorry!" I rambled, trying to get on the man's good side to avoid being punched in the face.

After a few seconds he let out a booming laugh. "That's ok. I do that all that time! By the way, I'm Emmett." He grinned.

"Bella. Nice to… ummm…. meet you." I stammered, still recovering from his reaction to my clumsiness. I so wasn't expecting that.

He chuckled another booming laugh. "Hey! You're that girl from before, that shouted out 'here we come Sydney!' right?" I immediately blushed from his comment.

"Yeah that was Bella alright! However, she actually yelled out 'Sydney here we come!' I can't wait to tell Rose about that. I'm Alice by the way."

"Alice! Nice to meet you. I've only known your name for about 5 seconds, and I already like you!" he laughed a softer chuckle this time.

"I have that kind of affect on people." Alice said matter-of-factly with a huge grin on her face. "Come on guys, it's time to board!"

Coincidentally, we ended up practically sitting next to Emmett, with an aisle separating me and Alice from him. We learnt that he was actually on holidays in Melbourne and that he lived in Sydney with his two best friends Jasper and Edward. We then told him our story. The flight wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be thanks to Emmett's and Alice's jokes. Those two got along so well, but then again Emmett and Alice were both such lovable people.

I was sad to say goodbye to Emmett once our plane landed. He was such a funny guy. However, we said our goodbyes after realising that we would probably see each other sometime in the future since we all now lived in Sydney. Wow. I now lived in Sydney.

Rose was already waiting at the arrival terminal when we got there. We embraced each other in hugs like we hadn't seen her for years. However, in actual fact, we saw her last month. We were so lame. But we were lame and proud. As we headed to Rose's BMW, I saw a gorgeous bronze haired man leaning against one of the white poles of the airport. He had one of his legs propped up against it, while his arms were crossed in front of his chest.

He wore a grey, tight-fitting t-shirt which emphasised his not overly huge, but definitely defined, muscles. His bronze hair was messily arranged and sticking up in all different directions as if he had run his hand through his soft looking hair several times. And his face. OMG his face. He had such a perfect facial structure; his sharp angled nose, his cheekbones, his soft looking lips. But the thing that I noticed were his eyes. I couldn't even begin to describe his eyes. They were like gorgeous, glistening emeralds. And that was an understatement. He looked like a Greek God, just standing there with ease.

I was already falling head over heels for this random guy and he hadn't even noticed me yet. I suddenly couldn't feel the ground under my feet. I realised after a few seconds that I had tripped over one of those stupid, little, luggage trolleys and was now laying face flat on the cold, polished floor. Lots of people started crowding around me, checking whether I was okay.

"Bella! Are you okay? We thought you knew that trolley was in front of you so we didn't bother telling you. Did you break anything?" Rosalie asked, worry dripping from her every word.

"Yeah, I'm fine guys. No broken bones see," I proved by standing upright. If that gorgeous guy hadn't noticed me before, he definitely would have by now. How embarrassing. I bet I had already flaunted multiple shades of red. "Can we just go guys." I pleaded.

Alice and Rosalie, knowing that I loathed attention with a passion, cleared the crowd away before we started walking out of the airport. I then heard a familiar booming laugh.

"Nice Bella! See you around!" Emmett shouted way too loud across the arrival terminal, directing more stares my way. I quickly waved back, flashing him a quick embarrassed smile, then hid my face as I exited the airport. I really hoped that I could see Emmett again. He truly was a great guy.

On the way to Rose's apartment, all three of us caught up and exchanged stories with one another. We eventually started singing/shouting along to songs that were on the radio. It was the most fun that I've had in a long time. We finally reached her apartment building and she almost gave me a heart attack when she told us that she lived on the 14th floor. Thank gosh for elevators!

Apparently, Rose had only moved into this apartment about 3 weeks ago. Since she had moved to Sydney, she had been living in another apartment complex. When she moved here though, she was originally staying with another girl, Patricia, however she moved out a week and a half ago to be closer to work. That was a little after Alice had started looking for a place to stay in Sydney. Talk about good timing.

Rose unlocked the door to her – now our – apartment. I was blown away with how gorgeous it was. I was definitely not expecting it to be this great! It was like a 5 star hotel! Immediately once you walked in, the small hallway lead you a very spacious open room. The left part of it was the living room, whilst the right of it was the kitchen, and boy was it big! In front of the kitchen bench was the dining room.

On the left wall there were two doors, both of which led to bedrooms. Directly to the back wall there was another door which led to the other bedroom. There was a small hallway next to that bedroom, which led to the bathroom and laundry room. All in all, the whole place looked so modern with feature walls in all the bedrooms and the living room. There was furniture in the whole apartment, excluding me and Alice's rooms, and it was all very modern too, no wood in sight.

What made the apartment even better though, was the balcony which was next to the bathroom. The view was gorgeous! Our apartment overlooked the slightly crowded streets of Hornsby. Having a candle-lit dinner out here during twilight would be amazing! Note to self: Arrange a dinner out here.

"Rose! Wow! This place is amazing! How can you afford something like this?" I asked very impressed with the place.

"Bella, you know that my family is financially well-off, same with Alice's." she simply answered.

Of course. How could I forget that! Alice and Rosalie both came from, as Rose put it, 'financially well-off' families. Lucky them. However, both of them always insist on buying me things every week. For Alice, sometimes daily. I hate it when people buy me stuff that I don't need. Actually, I just hate it when people buy me stuff in general. I didn't need people to shower me with new things just because they had the extra money to spend or because they wanted to. I could afford my own stuff with my own money. It's not that I don't appreciate the gesture and their kindness, but it just bothers me to know that their spending their own money on me. I guess it just makes me feel pretty guilty.

The rest of the day was spent unpacking the small amount of things that we brought with us, while the night was spent catching up and gossiping. At about 1am, we decided to call it a night. We had all had a pretty long day. Me and Alice argued over who would sleep in Rose's bed, since she had a queen sized one, and who would hit the couch.

After about 15 minutes, Alice finally gave up and headed off to Rose's room, but not without shouting out "You're the most stubborn person I've ever met Bella!" in a faux annoyed tone before leaving the room. I laughed at her playfulness. Gosh I loved my best friends! I was so thankful to have them. Rose came back out of her room just before I turned off the lights.

"Do you need anything else Bella? Spare blankets are in the cupboard next to the laundry room if you need them later."

"Nope, I'm all good. I'm all set for my first night in my new Sydney home!" I replied.

"Bella, I know you weren't too eager to move here. But I promise you, it will be worth it. I'll make sure of that. Just give it a chance and a little time, alright? Soon enough, you'll love it here! Trust me, it grows on you!" she cheerfully reminded me.

"I already love it here Rose! And even if I didn't like it here, you can't blame that on yourself! So don't, okay? I truly do like Sydney, and I'm sure eventually it will be worth it." I told her, trying to ease her mind.

"I know, but still." she paused "Anyway, you better get some sleep. You've had a long day today." Rose said as she turned off the living room lights, and heading to her room.

"Rose?" I called out to the darkness, my eyes still attempting to adjust to the pitch black of the apartment.

"Yeah Bella?"

"Thank you. For everything. I know that Alice appreciates everything that you've done for her, and I do too."

"Well what are friends for? You know that I love both of you guys to death." Rose cheerfully replied.

"I love you too Rose. You're like my sister."

"Guys! Shut up already! Trying to get my beauty sleep here!" Alice shouted, obviously annoyed. Way to ruin the moment. Sleepy Alice was definitely not one to mess with. If she didn't get enough sleep one night, the next morning she'll be complaining non-stop about the bags under her eyes.

Rose softly chuckled, probably reminiscing the similar situations from when we were sharing dorms in uni. "I've missed that girl. Anyway, I better get to bed. Night Bella!"

"Night Rose. Night Alice!" I shouted at Mr Grumpy.

"Goodnight Bella! Now shut your mouth and go to sleep!" I laughed at her bluntness.

I got comfortable under the blankets and positioned myself better on the very comfy, soft, long couch. I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to that breath-taking Greek God. I smiled at my memory of the unknown man. With him filling my thoughts, I drifted into a deep sleep fairly quickly, only to meet him and his emerald eyes once again in my dreams.

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Ice
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