Whenever any little girl dreams of what her life would be when she grows up they dream of prince charming and grand weddings with everlasting love. No little girl grows up dreaming of becoming a vampire. I know I certainly didn't.
But then again I have never been normal per say. By the age of 17 I had moved back to my birth place of Forks, Washington to live with my dad. That's when I met Edward Cullen. I believed that the sun and moon existed because of him. He was my everything, my first true love. Or so I thought.
But as all good things it seems in my life he left, and with him disappearance so did my existence from this place. I was no longer Isabella Swan the chief's daughter. Or Bella Swan the girl that dated Edward Cullen the hottest guy in school. I was a shell of the person I once was. I know now that I had scared my father and my mother for that fact nearly to death with some of the things I pulled.
Cliff jumping alone being just one of them. Luckily for me Jake my best friend had been there in time to save me, even if I didn't want to be saved. After my father threatened me with sending me away to my mother's home in Florida I attempted to act "normal" again. But I know that Charlie could see through it. But I guess since I wasn't starving myself or doing anymore death defying acts he left things well enough alone.
Another blessing that Edward left me with was the vengeance of Victoria on my tail. It was when she attempted to corner me one day that I discovered Jacob's true nature as a shape shifter. She was quickly destroyed by the pack. But she said before she was ripped to shreds she stated that it was no matter, she had placed a bounty on my head and therefore more would come looking for me. That's when I knew that I couldn't stay in Forks any longer. I refused to place Charlie, Jacob or the packs life in danger for me.
So I pushed myself into my school work and try not to let my mind wander to the painful reminder of Edward and his family that I had begun to consider as my own. And during my off time I help Jacob work on his VW Rabbit so I had some mechanical skills under my belt at least.
But with all that hard work came the rewards. I got a full scholarship to Duke University, to which I pretended to be excited about. But I could tell Charlie was nervous about me going across country to attend college. Even if it is one of the best schools in the country. But I knew it was for the best. I would be far enough away from my loved ones so if the supernatural world caught up with me again they wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.
So without any clue of what I would be majoring in or where my life would end up in the next four years I left Forks for good. Charlie and Renee even helped me out by gifting me enough money to purchase a new car for a graduation gift, especially since there was no way my truck would make the long cross county trip to North Carolina.
So I purchased a restored black 1967 Chevy Impala 4-door. Which of course Charlie quirked an eyebrow at because it was just as old as my truck. But I was in love with it from the moment I laid my eyes on it. And it would be easier for me to work on if there were any issues since it didn't have any type of onboard computer with numerous sensors and whatnot. Charlie just smiled and shook his head at my explanation of why I had bought what he named "The Beast".
So with as many of my possessions as I could fit in the Impala I began my cross country journey with the promise to Charlie that I would call daily. Since I didn't bother with stopping to see landmarks and old historic places I made the journey rather quickly. I arrived around 2am in North Carolina and found a motel to crash for the night. I would take the time to find my housing and whatnots in the morning. It would be the beginning of my new life away from Forks and away from the memory of Edward Cullen and I felt as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
And with the removal of the weight on my shoulders and in my heart it was the first night had slept peacefully though-out the night. When I awoke the next morning I didn't feel the usual lag in my step, I actually felt somewhat happy.
When I arrived on campus I went straight to the admissions office to receive my information on housing and a map of the campus. We still had about a week before the new quarter began so it would give me time to look around and hopefully help me find what type of major I would want.
After stumbling around campus for a greater part of the afternoon I decided to check out the Anthropology Department where they had a division solely for folklore and parapsychology. Figuring what the hell, the past 2 years have been surrounded in folklore. It wouldn't hurt to see how accurate they were and if it would be something I could be interested in.
As I entered the building I was struck with the familiar scent of old books and an eerie gut feeling that my life was about to change forever. But I was quick to shake it off thinking this was a college what could really happen.
But as I entered the office area labeled folklore I could hear voices coming from the room off of the main office. I went to the door way to knock when suddenly I was shoved aside by a woman with a crossbow. Horror stuck me as I stumbled into the room tripping on my own feet and slamming my face hard on the table in front of me. As my vision blurred I caught sight of a man with raven hair falling to the floor with the arrow sticking out of his back.
Trying to hold on to consciousness as my eyes rolled back with a moan of pain I could hear a struggle behind me. Then everything went black. With my last thought being "Of course this would happen."
