Hello Everyone! This is my first try ever to write a Fanfiction. Me and Fanfiction are going a long way back, I've been reading it for so long but never attempted to try it myself. So, after reading to many stories of Twilight and other, I want to try it myself. So this is my first attempt on writing a story.

Forgive me my English, if there are some grammar mistakes or sentences don't really seem right. I'm not a native English speaker and actually learned everything on school. I can speak it and read it, but my grammar is awful and sometimes I seem to write things wrong.

I hope you like this story and hope you will give it a try.

Please be easy with me

Summer Wine

Prologue

It was a hot summer in the middle of June when my perfect life suddenly changed. My name is Bella Swan and I'm 18 years old, living in Beverly Hills. I won't say that I'm spoiled, but I definitely get everything I want with just one look. I always say that I rather be spoiled than neglected and nobody dares to disagree me.

My father is the director of a huge company which name is actually unknown to me. But does it matter? He earns the money and I spend it. I mean, what else would he be doing with it anyway? I guess I actually have a pretty perfect life.

My mother died a few years ago from breast cancer and since then my father just worked and worked. Me and my brother hardly ever saw him home. Talking about my brother, I forgot to tell you about him. His name is Emmett and he is the biggest womanizer on the planet earth. I don't think he buys the love of all those little whores, all the girls here have enough money for themselves. Maybe he as some kind of charm? At least, if talking woman into bed is a charm, he definitely has one.

From all my friends, I'm definitely the richest. I sometimes wonder if my friends really are my friends. In friendship and war everything is allowed, so that also counts for us. They are just jealous because I have the most handsome boyfriend alive, his name is Jacob Black and god he is gorgeous. We met each other during freshman year and it was love at first sight.

But enough about my perfect live, although I can talk about it for hours. My story actually begins at this point where my life is suddenly not so perfect at all anymore. It was this day in the middle of June which is now crowned as the worst day in my whole teenage existence.

I was eating with my brother and – shocking – father. He normally never eats at home and or food is cooked for us. But this evening my father insisted on it that we would eat together as a 'real family.' As if. So, we were eating in the huge dining room when my father suddenly cleared his throat and looked at both of us. "We are moving" he said with a tiny voice. He leaned back in his chair and looked surprised because we didn't say anything. He probably expected us to be angry and throw or knives and forks at his head.

"The company is expending at different places and we are so fortunate to be the first ones to try this" he cautiously continued. "The place is called Forks and it is located in Washington. " I dropped my fork and knife on the table and stared at him like he had grown a second head.

"Is this a joke? " was the first reaction Emmett was able to get out of his mouth. "You expect us to move to this little pathetic town. Leave everyone we know behind and expect us to just move on because your company is expending? You're the f-cking director, let someone else do this. "

I completely agreed with Emmett and believe me, that does not happen very much. I thought that he would yell to us, tell us that we should stop acting like spoiled little teenagers and face reality for the first time. But instead he let out a loud sigh and started to rub his temples. At that very moment, he looked very old for the first time.

"Would you guys believe me if I said that it's absolutely not what I wanted? Sometimes you have to offer things up for the greater good and this is one of those times. " No way. No way. No way. This is a dream. I will wake up screaming soon and realise everything is a dream. Laugh about it with my friends when we are shopping on Rodeo Drive or drink cocktails while we are relaxing at the pool and enjoy the sun. But the longer I waited, I didn't seem to wake up. My father looked at me, surprised that I hadn't said a word yet. My father knows I'm usually the type to start a tantrum. But I just couldn't find any words to describe the feeling that was building up inside of me.

My friends would be gone, I would be moving to some pathetic excuse for a town, probably live in a house with only one bathroom and not even a pool, let alone a sauna and a gym. What if I had to clean my own room and wash my own car? I won't be going back to my amazing school with all these amazing people. Instead I would go to some public school where they haven't even heard of Dolce and Gabanna or Gucci.

I'm sure they don't have a Rodeo Drive there or something that looks like it. If I have to buy my clothes in some second hand store and walk in something someone has already been wearing, I rather die a normal death. And than everything hit me.

"Have you lost your mind father!? I'm not going. I'm absolutely not going. It's exactly as Emmett says, what about my friends and school and my boyfriend? I can't leave Jacob behind, do you know how long I had a crush on him before he finally asked me out. We have already so long with each other. " My father opened his mouth to say something, but I already knew exactly what it was he was about to say. "And don't say me that we can see each other in the weekends and vacations, you know how the girls here are, they already undress him in their minds and when I'm gone there is nothing to stop them from actually doing it. "

"I've had enough with you two" my father yelled, slamming his fists on the table in frustration. "Stop acting like two spoiled brats and act like grown up adults for a second. " Didn't I tell you he would say this? "I always worked extremely hard so that you guys would have the life you always dreamed of and now I ask for one thing in return and you are throwing all these complaints at my head? Do you have even the slightest idea that not everything is as simple as you guys claim it to be? We are moving to Forks next week. And if you want it or not, you are coming with me. End of discussion. " And with that, my father walked out of the room and heard him mutter under his breath. I looked at my brother who probably thought the same as me.

Hello Everyone, my name is Bella Swan. I'm 18 years old and this will be the worst summer of my teenage life.