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UPDATE 11-02-10: I APPOLOGIZE IF YOU GET A NEW CHAPTER ALERT! So sorry for any unconvenience, I just noticed there was false information on Renee. For those of you who read this chapter already, you didn't miss much, I had accidently wrote that Renee & Charlie had yet not had a divorce and Sue was pregnant. However, it was my mistake. Renee & Charlie DID IN FACT get a divorce! Sue and Charlie are now married and expecting twins. Agian, sorry for the inconvenience. - Chapter 2 will be posted very, very soon (:
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Life Unexpected
Ch.1 – The Beginning of the End ; Isabella PoV
August 2007
"Are you sure this is okay?"
"Of course, Bella! It's a bonfire, not a runway, you need to be casual."
I bit nervously on my bottom lip as I took in the reflection of myself on my floor-length mirror. My best friend, Alice and I were going to the end of summer bash down at First Beach in La Push, it was a yearly ritual, one which I had missed the last two years.
This year, however, Alice insisted on us going. I would have refused, except she used the guilt card on me saying I couldn't let my younger sister, Vanessa miss out on a 'right of passage'.
This was normal for all of the students at Forks High. One week before the beginning of the school year they would create some big day out of it. It would always be on a Saturday at around noon or sometime around that time.
The day was used for swimming, volleyball, football, and just lounging around. Then as the sun would set, the real party started. There would be different groups of kids; the ones in charge of the bonfire, the cooks, the alcohol suppliers and then the others.
I really had no idea how it all worked but Alice was the one that usually filled me in. It was the biggest and most memorable day for all high school students.
Currently, Alice, Nessie and I were getting ready to head down to the beach. It was still an hour before noon but we still had to stop by for our other friend, Angela and then to the grocery store to pick up some snacks.
Alice had dressed me in a burgundy, form fitting V-neck shirt with some short shorts and my converse. Underneath I was wearing my bathing suit in-case I went swimming. My hair was done in a high, messy - yet stylish - bun and I only had chap stick and sunscreen.
"I know, I'm just really nervous. I don't know what to expect tonight," I sighed, walking over to my queen-sized bed and flopping down on it.
A few seconds later the right side of the bed dipped where Alice was now sitting cross-legged. "Don't worry about it, just let loose for tonight. I promise it'll be fun! Besides, there will be cute guys there!"
I groaned. Alice was such a flirt, she would always be talking to a new guy each week. She said she was playing the field until she found 'The One'. I told her she was crazy, I mean, who in their right mind tries to find her husband in High School? Not me, apparently.
"Alice, we already know all the guys from school, there's no cute ones left!" I exclaimed, smirking when she stuck her tongue out at me.
Though sometimes Alice could be a bit of a handful, she was my one true best friend. I could trust her with my life. We had met in kindergarten when this older boy pushed me off the slide causing me to break my arm with the fall. She bit him and then kicked his shin demanding he tell me sorry and get me 'fixed'.
At the time I found her to be quite a bossy little thing but now I just found humor in someone as tiny as little Alice Brandon making a first grader cry.
Alice was a tiny girl, she stood just under five-feet with short, black, spiky hair and big, bright blue eyes. Her features were almost elfin-like from her short stature but she was also extremely beautiful. I often found myself jealous from her looks. Next to her I probably looked like a hobo with my brown hair and brown eyes. I was a plain Jane although Alice would slap me anytime I said so. She said I was beautiful, but I didn't see it.
She was the one that turned head whenever we went out. I was just the mousy girl next to her that got stuck with the wing-man.
Life was so unfair sometimes.
I was brought out of my inner-musings when Nessie slammed the door open looking furious as can be. I sat up quickly, asking her hesitantly what was wrong.
She groaned in frustration, yanking at the hem of her shirt. "Renèe is what's wrong! She called dad telling him I was dressed like a street walker and now he's saying if I don't change I don't go! How the fuck is this," she said, motioning to her shorts and tank top. "Too revealing? Fucking psycho bitch."
I gasped, my eyes widening at what she called our mother. "Nessie!"
"What?" She spat, her sea-blue eyes turning a deadly shade of black. "Don't act like you've never heard a curse word, and you know what I'm saying is the fucking truth. I wish dad would just tell her to fuck off already, I can't stand that vapid bitch. I can't wait until she leaves again, Sue is much more of a mother than she is."
There was no use arguing with her when she was this worked up, besides, it was the truth. Our step-mom, Sue was a much better mother figure than the woman that gave us birth. She was caring and understanding, she was well loved. Though Sue was much younger than Charlie, she really was fit to be a mom, which was a good thing since she was currently pregnant with twins.
Instead of saying anything else, I got up off the bed and went to dig around my closet. Once I found what I needed, I threw it over my shoulder at Nessie and went back to grab us some beach towels from the bathroom closet.
"What's this for?" Nessie asked once I came back out.
"It's a shirt, just throw it on over the tank to get Renèe off your back. Once we get in the car you can take it off."
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When we arrived at First Beach, the party was already in full swing. There were bodies everywhere, I noticed many of the guys were playing football along the shore while some girls were trying to tan. It really was a beautiful sight. The sun was high above us, reflecting back rays of warmth while the few people out swimming were causing ripples in the dark blue water.
I smiled. I knew I had made the right decision in letting Alice drag me down here.
The day promised for a lot of fun.
"Oh my gosh," I heard Alice whisper behind me.
"What?" I asked, following her gaze out to the pack of guys throwing the football around.
I raised my hand up above my eyebrows so I could shade my eyes to get a better look at whatever had caught her attention.
"Edward Cullen is back," she stage whispered, pointing to a bare chested body with unnatural bronze colored hair. "And he's looking might fine!"
She was right. Edward Cullen was the most gorgeous guy in the history of forever. He used to play football for our school freshman year so his six-foot something frame had a nice build. He was lean, yet muscled in all the right areas. His eyes were a stunning shade of emerald green and he had a face to die for with his strong jaw, high cheekbones, straight nose and full, pouty lips. He was an Adonis in the flesh. Of course, being that beautiful had its drawbacks.
There's a reason why he was well known around the school. Heck, he was known around the town! Edward Cullen was a type 'A' man whore and our resident bad boy. Sophomore year he got kicked out of school when he was caught having sexual intercourse with his a girl under the football bleachers. Now, he was back and just by looking at him I knew he hadn't changed one bit. If possible, he had got worse during the time frame he was gone.
The way the sun was shining down on him, I could see a flash of silver on his left brow and there was definitely some ink on him. From my spot near the parking lot I didn't get a good look, but I knew what a tattoo looked like, I wasn't stupid.
"Whatever, he's still the same old Edward" I replied once I noticed Alice had been waiting for my reply.
She looked at me, lips pursed as in deep concentration. I was starting to feel nervous under her scrutinizing gaze so I rolled my eyes, and walked over to my Range Rover to help Nessie and Angela grab the bags of meat – for the hot dogs and burgers – and the beach bag.
Right then and there, I promised myself that I would stay as far away as possible from, Edward Cullen and I'd make sure Nessie did the same.
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"It's so hot!" Alice whined, fanning herself with a Frisbee that someone had brought to play with. "Let's go out and swim."
Vanessa quickly agreed while Angela and I looked at her skeptically. It really was hot now that we'd been out in the sun for a while, but I didn't feel comfortable being half naked out there while there were more beautiful girls here.
I was nothing special. I felt ridiculous in the two-piece bikini Alice had suggested I wear, it barely covered anything at all.
"I don't know, Al" I mumbled, biting my bottom lip.
She sighed, already unbuttoning her black shorts. "Quit being so melodramatic, I know you're worrying about how people will see you. What you don't see is that you're gorgeous and you have a great ass which will warrant the attention of more than just one guy tonight, so quit being a party pooper and strip, now." She demanded.
There was no point arguing with her once she got into The Pose. Where her hand were on her hips, right foot tapping and eyebrow raised.
I quickly took off my shoes and socks before standing up and pulling off my shirt. Alice was busy dragging away Nessie towards the most crowded part of the beach while Angela laid back on her beach towel.
"Aren't you coming?"
"Nope, I told Alice I was on my period so she let it go," she laughed.
"You suck, if I didn't love you so much I would rat you out right this instant." I grumbled, shimming down my shorts.
Angela laughed at my disgruntlement. I should have made up some lie like that too.
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Ten hours. Ten grueling long hours. That's how long we had been on this beach for.
The sun had already disappeared and had been replaced by the beautiful full moon overhead.
I could faintly smell the remains of the food in air which were slowly being over powered by the smell of alcohol and weed along with the musky scent of the firewood burning.
Seeing as it was early Autumn, the night was slightly chilly. The senior guys had built a very large fire pit where were all now huddled around, trying to get some warmth into our skin. The beer I had been nursing for the past few minutes was now warm and gross, disgusted, I emptied out the bottle behind me before excusing myself to go retrieve a new one.
In the back of my mind I realized I shouldn't be drinking anymore, I had had already my fair share of alcohol, thanks to the shots I had done earlier with a whole bunch of others. Then there was the bottle of Grey Goose that Alice and I had shared. Too much damn alcohol. I couldn't help it though, now that I had drank some, I felt the need to just get plastered like everyone else.
"Hey, will you get me one, too?" Nessie asked as I stood up, brushing off the sand from my bottom.
"Whatever," I muttered, knowing this would only be her third since we got here. Since she was the youngest out of; Alice, Angela and me, we had appointed her as designated driver.
I shivered as I walked – or should I say stumbled - a few feet away where the beer chest was, as I was reaching inside, a familiar velvety voice called my attention from behind me.
My body stiffened, an involuntary reaction to his near presence.
Fuck.
The only promise I made myself earlier and already I'm breaking it.
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to ready myself to tell him to leave me alone.
Slowly turning around, my resolve to get him as far away as possible came crashing down. His emerald green eyes burned into my brown ones with such intensity I felt my knees trying to give on me.
"Uh...h-hi?" I stuttered like the idiot I was. I wouldn't lie though. With a single 'hello', Edward Cullen turned me into a puddle of nothingness. He was that hot.
He smirked, that 'panty dropping' smile that I had seen him give to more girls than I could count whenever he wanted something. Like getting in their pants. My heart started beating faster against my chest to the point I thought it would for sure beat right out.
"What's a beautiful girl like you doing on her own all the way down here?"
Wait, what? Did he just call me beautiful?
Edward Cullen just called me, Isabella Swan, beautiful!
I thought I might just die right then and there.
It was embarrassing the way this stunningly handsome...man, corrupted my very being.
"I-I, uh, beer?" I squeaked embarrassingly. Dear God, why didn't a hole just open up right now and swallow me in? It'd be one hundred times better than being here with him and actually squeaking.
He let out a deep, throaty chuckle as he scratched his stomach underneath the black tank he was wearing. My sight was getting hazy due to all the alcohol I had drank already and I knew I was sporting a nice buzz, if I wasn't drunk already.
"You're so beautiful."
Oh. My. Gosh. Had I just said that aloud?
"What?"
"I said you're beautiful...gorgeous even, your eyes are so... green."
It's official. I was not to have anymore alcohol. Ever. I was already spitting out word vomit, embarrassing myself and calling the most dangerous guy in Forks, beautiful.
Before I knew what was happening, Edward's lips were on mine, moving with such force that I stumbled back a little bit. His lips were so soft against mine. His big, calloused hands grabbed my hips roughly, I felt a surge of electricity where my shirt had ridden up and his hands were actually on my skin.
Soon tongues were touching, and moans and groans were escaping both of us as I crushed myself closer to him. I could feel all of him, and he was...hard.
"I want you," he whispered against my lips.
"Then take me," I replied without an ounce of hesitation.
AN: Okay, so I know this is short, but I promise future chapters will be longer! Also, this was a 'choppy' chapter as you can tell by the breaks in between, but I don't see many of those coming along anymore. This is my first try at writing a multi-chapter story so PLEASE be nice! I happily take constructive criticism but please don't send flares. I'M NOT A PROFESSIONAL WRITER NOR DO I BELIEVE TO BE. I'm just trying my hand at writing.
Anyway, please excuse and and all mistakes. I do NOT have a BETA.
That's all, sorry for the long AN. Leave me a review and tell me what you think! (:
Love, Marie.
