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Turn Of The Blind Eye

Summary: Edward & Bella-What happens to girl like Bella whose always treated 2nd best to her twin sister Gabriella and whose parents treat her just as the same as everyone else treats her like a nobody or the other/middle child? Especially when she moves to Forks,WA and gets notice by the hottest most popular guy Edward Cullen and his Cool group gang at school? How will her sister react to not getting what she wants? And most of all how will Bella react to the attention she never received before in her whole life?

Chapter One: Get To Know The Invisible

Have you ever felt you were misplaced in the world like when walk pass people you know like family and friends that they just walk pass you like a unwanted ghost in their presence.

How about when you feel like you finally found a place where your wanted and belong but then it like a magic trick, a star fallen from fame, or Cinderella's 12 o'clock curfew and everything goes back to normal but not the normal you wanted to be.

That's how ME Isabella Marie Swan feels. I'm like the unwanted garbage or rodent no one wants in their home or in their lives. But jokes like ' How you know God has a sense of humor?' answer to that is 'Just look around at the ugly people on this earth'. *sad sigh* That joke is a reference to me. The Ugly plain old brown eyed, dark brown hair girl who has pale skin even though her own family has been to the most sunniest places in North America like Miami, Florida, Las Vegas, Nevada, Atlanta, Georgia, California, Phoenix, Arizona and the list goes on. Why? You ask well because most of the those places are cities or near by a cities and my family just loves cities.

Let me inform you guys something about my so called family. The head guy is my father Charlie Swan, Police Chief of every police department he goes in a matter of a month of working there due his experiences and recommendations. Charlie is a laid back kind of guy. Yeah, you know the type; talks less about things and just except anything to make his life run more smoothly, goes out fish every other weekend, and pretty much if there was never any body here to cook, he would just feed himself on fast food and frozen man made foods you get at the supermarket.

Next up is the wife of the Chief my mother Reneè Swan, also known as a people pleaser since the day she was born. She the type that puts on the disguise and acts out personally to have everyone believe she's the perfect wife, mother, and neighbor. But really she a person that has a one track mind; nothing holds her interest for long expect this whole other person that she plays outside of closed doors of the house. True thing about Reneè is that she's just a kid that goes to any kind of school wanting to fit in even if it means trading in who she truly is to someone completely opposite to herself.

Last but certainly not least especially on anybody's list is my twin sister Gabriella Olivia Swan, nicknames includes Princess only my parents like to call her that most the time, Gabby by her friends and my parents, and only by my grandparents Ella. To me I just call her by her full first name and nothing else unless I might be out of breath or angry or something. Gabriella, I felt got all the got looks from both of my parents and their sides of the family gene pool while all she left me as a share in the womb were ugliness and a boring personality.

Gabriella looks could put Aphrodite the Goddess of Love to shame. My sister has long natural brown hair that she usually curls up that makes it look up her shoulders short. Her eyes are light gray that can reflect off of any color she's near by and they also are like a mood ring. You know for like when she mad it will turn red, happy it's blue, and etc. She has the must amazing check bone structure that pop out when she does a photo shot smile. Even her smile is perfect with her nice white shiny teeth with her bottom lip plumed. (AN:/Pic on Profile).

Her personality gets her everything and everyone. She's outgoing, graceful, average go lucky smart, and most of all a temptress. I'm glad that I don't have to share a bed room with her any more since I was 8 years old because the amount of boys she has had in her room from over those years makes it seems like number of recruits for the U.S. soldiers are nothing. No, my sister isn't at all that…um…whorish but she is what the guys like to call a 'cock tease'. She flirts, does a little make out session, and other things but rarely goes all the way or half the way in a blow job sense for half. Only way she goes all the way if she's…hmm…how can I say this…horny seems like the word which in her case is once or twice a week, one more day or two and she technically a sex addict. Any whom enough about her sex life.

Even though she seems like she has everyone wrapped around her little finger and I don't have any one but I have two loving people and their over the age of 50 years old. These people are my grandmother on my Dad's side from Montréal, Canada. She that kind of grandma that kisses you on the cheek and gives you those big old hugs of love. And gives you money every time she comes over or some nice knitted garments. Then there's my grandfather on my mother's side from Florence, Italy. He catholic but not that much strict, always would give me presents and money with hugs and kisses like my grandmother. Both of my grandparents show me the most love I could ever ask for because they knew since the day I was born how my own parents; their own children were acting by playing favorites between me and my sister. So since then they have been making countless efforts to make sure I was loved and happy in my life even though it was only with them that I was. For that price my grandparents had to suffer numerous of arguments with my mother and father with how they never show any attention to my sister Gabriella with those arguments came with the general reason we moved a lot and less visits from my grandparents.

I'm not sad about it because when I was 2 years my grandfather gave me this antique gem in crusted necklace with a heart shaped locket at the end of it (AN:/Pic on Profile). It has been in his families possession since one of my great grandfather who was a traveling merchant went to Rome and discover it while he was near the Mediterranean sea when he saw something sparkling in the sea when he gather more water I his jug for his journey. He later found that it was an ancient Roman artifact. So when he found it he kept as show his favorite sister his love for her and to help her become better after the black plaque had struck her. When he did get back to his sister, he put the necklace on her and in a mere few days she was healthy like the disease had never struck her. From that day on this necklace was pass on to the most worthy and caring person in the family for symbolization of love, good health, and/or unity. But when my grandfather was suppose to pass it on to my mom he didn't think she deserved it so he held on to it until he gave it to me when he saw how even at a young age and the treatment I was getting that I caring and selfless towards others then my self. The real catch to it though is my grandfather put a small tracker on it that is barely noticeable unless you put it under a expensive high definition microscope. He did this when the first argument happen between my parents and him. So no matter where I am he would always find me.

My grandmother gave me a bracelet that was her family since 1886. It has antique beads, pearls, silver beads and semi precious stones with chaplet rosary cross dangling on it. She too saw that I deserved this family antique though she gave it to me at age 5 when she saw me pouring some milk for a stray cat and her kittens under our porch instead of celebrating me and my sister's birthday. It was meant in both ways-one-It means second to none. You must remind yourself to always be the best, or at least try to be and two-It means deeds, not words. To remind yourself to do good and not just talk about it. She told me that I was the meaning these words and will always be loved dearly by people like these meanings. (AN:/ Pics of the jewelries on my Profile).

Look I know, I know boring but to me it reminds me that I have people in my life that actually cares about me and make me not wanting to go off and kill myself if it meant at least and once of attention.

Here I am on a plane to Forks, WA with my so called family riding off in first class while I'm in third class. Telling me that they "forgot" to get a ticket for me as well to sit with them up there. A no emotion laugh escaped me as I realized the irony in this situation. How in India they have this caste system and how I would what they called a Harijan or Dalit they were known as outcast among outcasts meaning that they weren't worth the time to be with anyone else unless it match their own status. But enough with that I hate when I ramble especially in my head.

I rested my self for the remainder of the flight. Just as I was off into dream world the flight attendant came on the speaker. "Ladies and Gentleman, we will be landing in less than 5 minutes so, the seat belt sign will be on as of now. So please stay in your assigned seats and sit back and enjoy the rest of the ride. Thank you for riding Air America I hope you chose us again for your next travel plans. Thank you all and have a nice evening here in Washington." When she was done the other attendants came around to briefly check if everyone put on their seat belt and went on their way to sit down themselves as the plane started to gently descend down to the airport.

When the plane landed I notice as I was getting my things together that road was wet and it was still raining. Immediately I was brought back into a memory.

It was raining pretty hard outside so I decided I didn't need to water the lawn this afternoon. I was just doing the last of one my chores outside taking out the garbage to the street garbage can. When I was doing that out of no where a car swerve right in to knocking me, the garbage bag in my hands, and the garbage can down to the floor.

My head instantly hit the pavement it wasn't until I heard voices that I realized my eyes were closed.

'Oh my god , is she alright?"

"Isn't that Isabella Swan, one of the Chief of police's daughters?"

"Oh my, look at all that blood." One old lady said.

'So that's why I feel dizzy there's blood coming out of me' I thought as I laid there with my eyes half open and half closed looking around seeing blurred up figures. My ears barely hearing them speak. All of sudden I see flashing blue and red lights.

Two people came up to me in EMT uniforms, a man and a women.

"We need to get her out of the rain before her head gets inflected with something." The female EMT said pulling out some medical equipment from her duffle bag.

"Alright put that air mask on her and put that neck guard on her to steady her head." The male EMT said getting the roll bed out.

But before I could register anything I felt the darkest elope me and I gladly took it.

I didn't know how long I was out but I woke up on a rolling bed being rushed somewhere so fast that the ceiling above me was a blur white. My mouth had a tube in it, my arms had needle that was either pulling out or pumping in blood and there was another one that was pumping into that was clear colored medicine. My neck and my head hurt from all the strains of whatever was holding me up. One of the nurses notice that I was wake and quickly stuck it into my arm.

My eyes lids suddenly became heavy and I stop eyes from looking around because I felt my energy slipping. It wasn't long before my body completely shut down and I felled into another sleep wrapped up in darkest.

"Isabella wake up now. We have places to be." A male voice spoke out to me, shaking me at the same time.

"Move Charlie. ISABELLA YOU WAKE UP NOW OR SO HELP ME YOU'LL BE-." The shrieking female came to a stop as I let out a loud groan from my the pain in my ears and my body as fear shot through my spine.

With another groan, My eyes lids slowly open and I was face to face with my very angry mother and a bored father each on one side of my face.

"Hurry up. Now sit up Isabella, we don't have time for all your Lully gagging. Now up, up." My mother said pulling my arms violently and urgently.

I pick my self up and tried to ignore pain in my head and my arms. I put on a small smile. "Hey Mom, Dad nice of you guys to come." I said happily now seeing that my parents were here with me in the hospital. But now that looked at them they really didn't seem happy or any way affectionate to be here with me.

" Don't say 'hey' to your father and I like this such a good visit. Why? Is that we can't leave your home alone to do simple chores by yourself without having to get a call to come to hospital cause you're hurt ." My mother said with disgust and continuing on ranting about me being an attention seeker, making little falls here and there to get both of there's attention.

Tears welled up in my eyes as my mother saw them all she did was get angrier and commanded me to not like them spill.

I looked over to my father to see if he would turn a miracle and help me in the slightest but he didn't return my gaze as I saw his poser looking annoyed and bored at the same time. My father kept looking at his watch and tapping his foot impatiently waiting for this to over. Until finally her voice stop my mother's vicious rant at me being useless and unnecessary space for air.

My dad walked over and shook my mother on her shoulders as he spoke.

"Reneè we have to go if we're ever going to make it to Gabby's play at school." he said still not glancing anywhere at me.

"Sorry Charlie, it's…UGH!!! She so irritating when she does these kind of things." My mother said getting off the bed and grabbing her purse off the chair in the corner of the room then storming out angrily.

My father finally took one look at me with no emotion there of his face then turn and left my but before he did he turn off the lights and TV and closed the door leaving me in total darkest as I sat there and cried my self to sleep ignoring the pain in my head and most important my heart.

I didn't know that my body was basically frozen with my arms reaching up for my bag and the other arm grabbing the handle of my bag. A tear fell down from my cheek right down to the bottom of my jaw as it tear drop landed on the top of my black shirt.

"Miss???"

I still was trapped in my emotion of heart ache to listen to the voice beside me.

"Miss???" This time the voice brought her hand up to my shoulder to shake me gently but as soon as her hand made contact with my shoulder. My whole body jerked away harshly and sacredly from her touch.

The lady that was calling out to me for my attention I recognized was one of the flight attendants. She jerked back slight to but her hand was still frozen in the air in the same position it was in before. She realized this and slowly put down her hand back to her sides.

The flight attendant regained her posture. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you or anything. It's just that the plane is almost empty and I saw you were still here so I came over to see if need help or anything getting off." She said politely to me with a sincere smile.

"No, I'm quite find thank you." I said softly and quietly as I pulled down my big bag and from up top and pulled it over my shoulder.

"Oh well. I know it's not my business but saw you were kind of crying. Is everything thing alright?" The flight attendant asked with a slight sadness and attentive face.

I looked over to her. "No it was just my allergies acting up. The rain a makes my eyes tear up…something in it I'm allergic to." I explained with a shrugged then head off before she could ask anymore questions.

"Ok then BYE!!!" she yelled out.

As I got off the plane immediately started walking towards the outside of the airport knowing the my family wouldn't be waiting for me to come off the plane.

When I was outside it was a little crowded to see so I lifted myself up to the tips of my toes and looked around. I saw three head-a blond hair one patting a girl with natural brown hair in a black French beret hat, and a guy with dark brown hair partly wet due to the rain.

Yep, that's them. I thought to myself.

I secured my bag on my shoulder and pulled the baggage cart that carried three of my heavy suitcases on it and rolled myself and the cart over to my family.

My mom was the first to notice that I arrived over to them. "Damn it, Isabella could you be any slower. *don't tempt me- I thought* I mean you only have four bags it's not like you have more than ten bags like your sister and I do. Damn, well it's better than having you hurt yourself like you do always. So clumsy." My mother sneered at me as she went into the large taxi van with the suitcases in it.

"Oh mother you can't blame Isabella for being clumsy *O.K. there's was the sweet now here comes the sour. I thought knowingly* it's just in her nature to be an embarrassment and imperfect." Gabriella said with a mean smile and slipped into the taxi van with our mother.

'Okay Bella don't cry she said worst things to you. Don't cry, don't cry…' I repeated through my head closing my eyes to stop my tears and calm myself.

Out of nowhere I heard snapping coming from in front of my face. I peck my eyes to see my father's wet big hand snapping at me right in my face. Behind his snapping hand was his annoyed face he always had to look at me with.

"Isabella, you'll be taking the other cab behind us seeing as you have the least bags and there's no more space in the taxi van with me, your mother, your sister, and our bags." He said with a stern voice and face then turn to leave without saying good bye to me or offering to help me with my bags.

I blew out some air and as their taxi van drove away almost wetting me with the puddle that was near the edge of the sidewalk as it went.

Isn't life just grand.

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