This is a renewed attempt at writing fanfic. I'm not sure how well this will be taken, constructive criticism is appreciated and if I should continue, please let me know
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The day started off like any other. The air was dry and I could taste the sand as the air blew across the Arizona desert. My hair whipped around my face as I tried to take in as much sun as possible. I'm going to miss this. Today is the day I leave the sun and sand behind and trade it for rain and trees. Today I move in with my father Charlie. It's my senior year of high school and my mom just married a guy named Phil. Don't get me wrong, I like Phil, but I wasn't happy I have to leave my warm Arizona days so they could travel the world on a year-long honeymoon. Washington can't be too bad, can it? I, Isabella Marie Swan, being of sound mind and body, am about to start the craziest journey of my life.
The trip to Forks wasn't too bad. My mom and Phil were leaving at the same time, so we could say good-bye before we split for our separate terminals. I settled in for the flight and fell asleep as the plane took off. I woke up feeling refreshed (I know, I'm the only one who can sleep on a plane and feel refreshed) and ready for Washington. I gathered my things, and found Charlie looking sheepish as I walked up for a hug. "Welcome home Bells." He muttered as we climbed into the car. We had a few hours drive from Seattle to Forks. I tried to catch up with him, but idle chit-chat just isn't our style.
When we got to Forks, Charlie helped me carry my bags into my bedroom. I hadn't been in this room since I was 5 years old. Charlie did well though in transforming it from the sunny, yellow toddler room to a deep purple and white adult sanctuary. I wasn't expecting this at all. I threw my arms around him and proceeded to settle myself in. "Um, Bells, I know you've traveled quite a lot today, but tonight there's a benefit at the Cullen's house for the Forks' Hospital. Would you accompany me?" I didn't know what to say, but I figured it would give me a chance to meet people in Forks and get my name out there to start networking. "Sure! What would I wear though?" "I called your mom and got your size. There's a dress hanging in your closet and a pair of shoes." I opened the closet and a black dress was hanging there. It was beautiful. "Thank you Charlie. I love it! What time do I need to get ready by?" "It starts at 8, so that gives you about two hours to get ready." Shit! Two hours to shower, do my hair and make-up? "I'll start getting ready."
The Cullen's house was beautiful. It seemed to be made out of all glass. But I could dimly see rich wood between the thick panels of glass. There were about 50 cars parked in the field next to the house and I could see a giant white tent in the back yard. Charlie and I took a deep breath and got out of the car as the valet opened our doors. I took his arm and we walked along the path until we reached the tent. What I saw took my breath away. Along with the giant white tent, there were twinkling lights among all the trees, colored water fountains throughout the gardens, and waiters in sharp black tuxes were walking around with wonderfully smelling trays of food on their arms. But that wasn't what took my breath away. Oh no. What took my breath away was the blonde god I bumped into as I walked into the tent. When I looked into his eyes, the world melted away and he was the only thing I could see. Warm, amber eyes, curly blonde hair, muscles that are making his jacket strain across his shoulders….I could stare at him for days. But just as I make another sweep of his body, he catches my eye and I blush a deep red. I hear a sharp intake of breath and the most magnificent, deep southern drawl graces my ears. "I'm sorry darlin' I didn't hurt you did I?"