Isabella & Abrielle
Story Description: Abrielle and her older sister Isabella move to Forks to live with their father Charlie while their mother is traveling with her new husband Phil. The life they once lived with the Mother will change when introduced to the smaller school. How will it differ. Will they find the home and life they didn't know they were looking for. This is a AU revamping of Twilight with a few new characters thrown in the mix. Follows these Cannons: E/OC, B/JB, A/J, R/Em, C/Es
Disclaimer- I bow down to the original. I do not own Twilight or its characters. Just own Abrielle.
A/N- Sorry for those who received emails about updates. Chapters 1-8 are only getting minor editing. The new Chapter 9 is finished and will be uploaded tonight or tomorrow. Also Character pics are on profile.
Chapter 1: Homeward Bound
Here we are on our way to Dad's. I am not sure how I feel. Dad is a lot like me. We are quiet for the most part except around the right people. My sister Bella is a mixture of our parents. She looks like Mom mostly and has some of Dad's moods. Mom and I had our run ins though. She is a bit flighty and I am not the best to handle her. I have a hard time controlling my emotions when she gets a bit to needy. She wants details and every thought I or Bella has on a subject that she is zero in on. Her favorite is boys. Needless to say Bella and I have been not too helpful on that. Neither one of us has had or ever shown interest in any that have crossed our paths. With me it may be important to point out that I am a bit different or odd as I heard in the whispers at school. I skipped a grade. Instead of going into ninth after eight, I went straight to tenth. Bella tried to look out for me, but she was not exactly the one up for the job. She herself was very accident prone. I played doctor a lot. I cleaned up all her cut. The funny thing is we are total opposites with blood. She can not handle the smell or sight of it. I on the other hand can handle both when there is a job to be done. I can bypass all the queasiness associated with it. It is like it does not exist.
Beyond my intellect, I am a bit different. I am not sure how to define it. I like to think I am a witch, but Harry Potter does not exist know matter how much his fan base wishes. I just noticed over the years odd coincidence. When I get really angry or sad and wish for something, it sometimes comes true. There was this time when I worked at the local grocery store, the baker became very forward to me at a gathering outside of work. He tried to do somethings that are highly inappropriate. I wished he would burn for what he did to me. Not too much time pass after I stopped working there and I found out from my mother that he set himself on fire on his front lawn. Odd right? There was this girl that was saying some very rotten things about me. I can handle the ribs and remarks, but it was going far beyond the norm. I got fed up and wished for her to have a bad year leaving it up to fate to decide her punishment. What a bad year she had. She lost her boyfriend to her best friend, got sent to rehab for underage drinking, got caught cheating at school, gained weight, and her dog died. That is only what I heard, there could have been more repercussions of my wish. I don't know what you would say I am or anything really. It is just strange. I hid this from my family. They would not be too happy. Its not like it happens all the time. I don't get really mad or sad often.
I find it hard to fit in sometimes. I am almost two years younger than most the kids. I am fifteen with my birthday is a little over four months away. Bella is seventeen. She will turn eighteen at the beginning of our senior year.
Our belongings collected over the years sits in the back of the truck Dad bought Bella. We both really did not have many things we needed to move. Books were the main for both of us. We both have a love a reading. She likes the classics. I on the other hand read those and enjoy them, but I love fantasy and mystery. I also have a section on true crime. Dad thinks that I either end up like him and go into law enforcement or medical because of my stellar science grades. Maybe I will combine the two. CSI programs are shows I watch regularly. Other than my books I have two musical instruments, my violin and guitar.
We are finally only a few meters from our new home. A small smile can be seen on my face. Bells looks over for a second before watching the road. I am excited now. As the house comes into view, I notice nothing has changed and the cruiser is parked in the driveway. We leave our stuff and head right in to greet Dad. Bella uses her key and pushes the door open.
"Dad are you sitting there watching the game? How can you not have heard Bella's truck arrive it sound so much like a plane coming in."
His face shows signs of a smile. "Girls, your here. I thought I heard you land" Bella and I walk up and hug Dad together.
After we sat down for a second Dad helps us cart our belongings up the stairs into our childhood room. It is like a testament to the years we have used it and never changed anything. It was not a big room, It had room for two beds a dresser, bookcase and a desk. It looks like we might need more storage, possible another dresser. We are not clothes horses, but we will have some bulkier items since it gets colder up here than in Phoenix. Bells is not going to like that. Shopping will have to be on our agenda for this weekend. Our size is not too far off so we could share clothes if needed. She is a little shorter than me, but not by much. Our appearances do vary. She has the wavy chestnut brown hair Renee has where I have Charlie's straight dark brown. She has Dad's chocolate brown eyes, where I have Grandma Swans navy blue eyes. We are both amazingly pale considering we lived in endless sunshine for years.
Sleeping was hard for both of us. Being in a new locale does that to most people. I can hear Bells mp3 player along with the sounds of the neighboring woods. Classical music seeps through. I like classical. I have spend years playing it in music class and the school band. Since I did not have many friends I used music to keep me fulfilled Bella was more into reading and listening to music. She is not coordinated to handle the movements to play music. As children we even took dance classes. She had a hard time. We both did not stay in them for long. I really did not have the time with my music lessons. Bella wanted to stay away from mishaps.
Music that provokes emotions is what I like. You can tell the mired of emotions running thorough me by paying attention to the music I am listening too.
After a weekend of unpacking and shopping we are finally staring at the school. I am not sure if dread is the feeling we both have more likely apprehension. I decide to take the first step toward the main office. I open the door and held it letting Bella walk in. It was more to get her to talk to the office clerk rather than being courteous.
The lady acts all happy to see us being Chief Swan's kids. I start to tune her out as I view my schedule and map. I am not use to a school having different building. I look at Bells schedule. We have a few classes together. I notice I have a few senior classes. I will be in her English and gym classes. My science, math and history are senior level. My music class is all grade levels. Bells is stuck in Spanish. I already test out of that so I get to take Psychology as an alternative.
As we were leaving a guy offered to show us where our lockers were and walk us to English since he was in it too. Very overly helpful, I hang back leaving Bella to walk side by side with him. I am evil.
English class was a rehash of a book Bella and I have read. Bella has the book memorized so no need to worry if we will fall behind. My day was a blur. I gave the other students no indication I was interested in them. When lunch came around I was all set to go see if this school allows students in the library. Bella figured out my plan and grabbed me to sit with some girl that was in her classes, well our classes. I took a moment to analysis her. She was attractive bubbly cheerleader material. Bella introduced her as Jessica. I nodded acknowledging her. I brought my lunch but headed up with my sister and her friend to the lunch line to grab a milk.
At the table sat an assorted bunch. Looked like your jocks with a few smarties and the giggly girls to follow those jocks. I tried to stay out of their conversation. I was able to hear them as a buzz as I focused on my book. I was brought back in with the word Cullen. I found out that Cullens are a family of five teenagers, all adopted. It was Bella's interest that drew me out of my book. I could tell she was trying to play it off, but I am her sister. I decided to look over to where the 'Cullens' are sitting. I figured the reaction had to be for a reason. When I looked I saw why. I have never seen any one that looked like they belonged in a better place than where we were before. Never mind that there were five that belonged in magazines, movies, or as heavenly angels. I had to shake my head at these thoughts. I don't buy into beauty like that. I tried to go back to my book, but my eyes wandered back up to the table they were sitting at of their own accord.
I heard the gist of Jessica's gossip. They were all adopted because Mrs. Cullen could not have children. The blonds were twins and related to Mrs. Cullen. There were two couples. They came here a year ago. They are well off because Mr. Cullen is a doctor and Mrs. Cullen a interior Designer. Mr and Mrs. Cullen were young in their mid to late twenties and beautiful.
I few times I say one of them looking over at our table like he heard what Jessica said. Damn if I did go for a guy he would be visual my ideal choice. But no worries there. I did hear Jessica say he has never shown interest in anyone here. If I were familiar with these emotions, I would clearly understand that I am disappointed. I finally look away after one last viewing, but luck has it I get caught by the angel himself. I try to hid my embarrassment by focusing on my book. I do not think I turned a page for the rest of the lunch period.
I was looking forward to this class. Music was going to be my shining class each day. I settled into a chair waiting to see where I would be moved to. Right before the class begins the angel walks in. I try to look away so I would not get caught ogling again. I hate for him to think I was like Jessica or that blond girl that was at our lunch table. This is a class I am usually not nervous in. I was anxious. The teacher when over the piece we would be playing and our seating arrangement was righted. I listened to the music and he was playing the piano. His skill level was far above the normal high schooler. He could play in a professional orchestra. I almost missed my part. I was able to join in on time. That would have been embarrassing. When the class ended, I packed up storing my instrument in my locker and heading to my next class. My thoughts were consumed with him and I do not even know him. I feel shallow.
Gym was interesting because I have it with Bella. Granted she can be very entertaining considering her lack of talent in this arena. The news of having Edward Cullen as her lab partner in her Biology was headline worthy for me right now. Seems like Edward was more than not interested in Bella, he outright loathed her for no reason. He even went so far as to make her think she smelled. His reaction was caused by the fan that was blowing her stink in his direction. Poor girl. My past interest is now forgotten as I start to be affected by her pain. What nerve. I had the urge to tell him off for her. At the end of class I did just that. I saw him in the parking lot by a silver car, possible waiting for his family. I was out here before Bella. My locker was closer to the exit to the lot. I walk up to him. He looked confused for a moment. Then a breeze hit and his face curled up into one that must have been similar to Bella's Biology incident. It did not stop me, no way.
"Excuse me. I believe you are my sisters lab partner in biology. I do not appreciate you treatment of her. She is one of the nicest people I know. A very caring girl and the way you made her feel was inexcusable. You better change you personality before the next class. Oh and stop giving me the same stink face you gave her. We are in no way lacking in personal hygiene." During the whole spiel he covered is nose and mouth and gripped his car door strongly. His eyes were peculiar. The were very dark. I would say black if I was not positive they were a light golden brown earlier.
The nerve of him. The next thing he did was jump into his car and back out quickly avoiding hitting me and drive off. I looked at the doors to the building and notice some of his family stopped in shock at the lost of their ride. I hurried over to Bella's truck and put my stuff in back. Bella came out after another two minutes and unlocked the doors. I jumped in and sat quietly. She looked over ready to question me. I shock my head and she went back to starting the car. It was my first day and I already had lost a crush, and got a someone feeling repugnant towards me. What can I say when you are going down go all out. Hell maybe even his family will join in opposition.
I was so happy to be home I ran up stairs and threw my bag down and grabbed my guitar and headed out the door into the woods. I found the perfect spot. A fallen tree was the destination to let go of all that did and did not happen and lose myself.
I headed in when I heard the cruiser. It may have been cold out but I dressed in layers which were now wet. I will have to use the dryer if I want to wear that coat tomorrow. Dad was a man of few words, but he did attempt to ask us about our day. I did what I could to appease him, leaving out the Cullen boy. We sat down to dinner that was prepared by Bella. Its a good thing she cooks or Dad and I would be living off sandwiches or fast food. I did not get the cooking gene.
My night was left to trying to fall asleep but failing because his angry dark eyes kept invading.