Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or the characters in the story. As much as I wish I did, I only get to have fun with them.

Author note: So I finally have time again and have recently reread my first attempt at a story and decided it was time to rewrite it. I like it better this way, hope you do too! I'm going to do it chapter by chapter so bare with me here, please!

BPOV

It all started with my mom meeting Phil. He was a nice guy and everything, a little young, but what the hell. He made Renee happy, and that was everything to me back then. At first, everything worked out perfectly, we all lived together in Phoenix, happily ever after story book ending. BULL SHIT! In less than a year of our little family becoming "whole", I was becoming invisible to the only person that meant anything to me at the time… my mom. As time went by they paid less and less attention to me until lately, where I don't seem to exist at all.

They are so wrapped up in each other that I became a lost memory. Even worse than that, I'm the lost memory that they try very hard every day to not find. I've been living at my friend Cassie's house for the last month. I didn't bother telling Renee of Phil, it didn't matter anyways, they still haven't called.

I could get killed and when the cops would show up on their front porch they wouldn't even know who the damn police were talking about, because they have forgotten all about me.

Thank the good Lord for my dad, when he called the house asking for me and they told him they hadn't seen me in awhile, he flipped fucking shit. Best day of my life!

After calling all of my friend's parents and tracking me down, he contacted his lawyer and won full custody of me easily, why? Because the fucking dip shits forgot to even show up to the court date and went on vacation… to Ireland… my dream place… without me… those bastards!

I have wanted to go to Ireland since I was a little girl and my best friend Alice moved there. Her mom got married to a doctor, who lived there with his two sons, when he came to the states for a conference. I was 6 years old then, and that was 11 years ago.

Alice and I use to keep in touch, but it was hard. I haven't heard from her in a few years now. They move around a lot so I can't get a hold of her until she contacts me from her new home. I really need her now, she always had the best advice. I don't know how to handle all of this change.

Right now I'm flying to Washington, to my dad's house in this little town called Forks. I hate flying, it feels like I'm locked in a room with a bunch of people sitting way to close to each other, breathing in the same air over and over again, while some little punk is kicking the back of my chair. And I swear to God himself if this little brat does not stop I will pull the damn emergence exit and jump out of the stupid plane.

Suddenly a thought pops in my head that sobers me up and puts things in perspective for me. Even though I haven't been to Forks in years, I was looking forward to it. I was actually willing to live in the most boring place in existence.

I was so willing that I had jumped on the first plane to this greenish version of hell, without saying good-bye to my friends, I hadn't even run into Renee and Phil, and I never told my boyfriend James.

…SHIT! I NEVER TOLD JAMES! OMFG, HE'S GOING TO KILL ME! . call me Shirley. I was a dead man walking, well dead woman walking I guess.

This could get interesting, James isn't the type to just let things go. He's not going to understand, hell he almost beat my ass because he didn't get why I wouldn't move in with him. He was very possessive, and that was exactly why I needed my space from him. I love him, but he can be a bit much sometime.

I mean I don't really love him in the way that you'd think. It just came along with being with him for so long. I had only really started dating him to get a raise out of Renee, but it didn't work. But I ended up staying with him. He was convenient, I was comfortable with him, and he provided me with a lot of things I wanted. And the best part was I didn't even have to sleep with him.

He was usually too high on pills to get it up anyways, but I kept him entertained in other ways. I may be a virgin, but I was no prude. It comes with being friends with the people I hung out with. It was the rough crowd, the bikers, the drinkers, the killers.

I've been in court eight times to give my friends fake alibis. But it was where I belonged, I had started to hang out with them just to get some attention from Renee, but it didn't work. But my friends gave me a lot of attention, they loved me.

I was the little sister of the group, the youngin' with the freedom to raise hell with little to no repercussions. I loved it, every second of it. The drinking until I was crazy, snorting anything given to me, stealing hits off of whatever was lit, and popping hallucinogens like they were candy.

I'm not sure if I can give that all up now, I mean my dad Charlie is the chief of police in Forks. And it's a fucking small ass town. He will probably be able to have eyes on me at all times. I'm going to have to be sneaky. This should be fun, I'll have something to do for the rest of my senior year. And then I can get the hell out of that boring ass town, meet up with James and see the world like we always talked about.

The plane finally landed, and I was up and out of my seat before the seatbelt light was turned off. The stewardess gave me the stink eye, but I didn't care. I needed off this damn thing.

On my way off the plane, however, I tripped on absolutely nothing and rolled down the stairs. Did I happen to mention I'm a huge klutz? I mean if there is any way possible for me to fall, it'll happen. I can barely walk a straight line without tripping over something.

Once I got back on my feet, I could see Charlie running up to check to see if I was alright. With his face full of concern, I thought how different this was going to be compared to Renee and Phil. When I smile at him, his face burst into the biggest grin I have ever seen on him.

"Hey dad, I missed you," he hugged me close. Squeezing me a bit too tight, but I didn't complain, it was great to be hugged so tight. I felt loved, like a daughter should be.

"I've missed you too, kiddo," Charlie answered. "You ready to go home?"

I smile up at his scruffy face, "I have been for a long time, let's go." The ride was quiet, but I enjoyed it. Charlie wasn't the most talkative person in the world and sometimes I'm more comfortable in silence than trying to hold up a pleasant conversation.

I loved that about Charlie, he never pushed me to talk, or show feelings. He was very bad with expressing emotion, and it was a breath of fresh air compared to Renee. Well at least when she still acknowledged my existence.

The drive was long, and looking out the window did not provide any distraction since it was all just a big green blur through the rain. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that it rains almost constantly here.

When we finally got to the house, it looked exactly as I remembered it. It was a little two story house, a bit old but familiar. It actually felt like home, unlike the house in Phoenix. The only words that comes to mind when I think of that house is good fucking riddance. I hate that place with every neuron in my body, every blood cell flowing through my veins. If I never go back, it'll be too soon.

Getting all of the things I brought with me to my new room was easy. Charlie and I got it all up in one load. All that I brought with me was a suit case full of my clothes, a box of bathroom shit, a bunch of my favorite books, and all of the things my friends have given me over the years. Including enough fun things to get me through until I can find a guy to get shit from.

While I was unpacking, Charlie called up the stair. Saying something about having to go back to work for a few hours. When I had finished, and looked at my new room, I felt like I was finally somewhere I wanted to be. Everything I needed or wanted was right here and I never had to leave if I didn't want to. My room was now my safe haven and I would adore it dearly.

It was kind of small, but that was fine with me since I never really had all that much stuff. My old crib was replaced with a nice queen size bed and there was now a desk in the corner by the bookshelf. Which was now completely filled with my books instead of my old toys and baby things. There was only one window in my room, but it had a nice view of the forest, and since I was on the second floor, I could see over some parts of the trees and watch the treetops flow in green waves across the dense canvas of the woods.

It was too quiet in the house, and I needed to unwind from this long day. Starting up my iPod and turning the volume all the way up on the dock, I set it to shuffle and let the music play randomly. I felt filthy, so I stripped off my dirty clothes and replaced them with a pair of black, lacy boy shorts and one of James's old white button downs I use as sleepwear.

As the music played I headed down stairs to look in the kitchen for food to make some dinner, there wasn't anything in the fridge besides condiments and some questionable leftovers from Charlie's favorite diner.

I chucked the take-home box of food and searched the cabinets to no avail. Giving up I turn to leave when I see a note on the table. It was from Charlie, saying something about ordering a pizza. With the note I found 20 bucks and I blessed the heavens above for giving me a father who had the forethought to give me some means to sustain myself.

I ordered a pizza, sausage and mushroom… yum! And jumped in the shower to rinse off before it got here. As I redressed I heard the music blaring from outside of the bathroom and decided it was a good time to let loose and have a little fun.

Grabbing my hair brush, I started singing along to my iPod as it blasted down from upstairs. I was belting out the lyrics and dancing along to the beat. Closing my eyes, I fell into the music and let myself go.

While dancing into the hall I didn't see the person standing in the open doorway. He was in clear view of my performance. Singing and dancing around… with no pants on!

EPOV

I was innocently walking over to the chief's house to welcome his daughter to Forks like the gentleman my mom, well step mom, was making me be. She was absolutely great, and she is my mom in every way possible, but she could be kind of crazy when it came to being courteous and polite. But I love her anyways.

Esme married my father, Carlisle, and had brought her daughter, Alice, when she moved in. My brother, Emmett, and I love them both. And as the years have gone by we have all became really close.

So when my mom asked me to go over and greet Isabella, and make nice since she was going to be in my grade, I couldn't say no. And now I'm really glad I didn't.

The front door was open when I knocked, so I cracked open the door and yeah "hello?" to see if anyone was home. I didn't hear an answer so I peeked my head in. I could see into the main hallway of the house and the chief's cruiser wasn't in the driveway so I figured that no one was here.

As soon as I was ready to leave I heard a song start playing from upstairs, figuring it must be the chief's daughter, I called out again. I didn't hear anything for a second but the music, and then suddenly a voice joined in. And it was amazing, the girl who was singing had the most beautiful voice. I wasn't really paying attention to what I was doing until I was all the way inside of the house.

That's when I saw her, she danced right into the hallway from one of the rooms. Standing mere feet from me, I could smell the scent of freshly washed hair. It was mouthwatering. I could see the water droplets soaking her shirt from her wet body.

God, she was still singing and her body was moving in the most intoxicating and enticing ways. I thought she would see me, but when she turned, I saw that her eyes were closed. I'm not sure why I froze, but I couldn't move. I couldn't bring myself to remove my eyes from this beautiful girl. Her long, brown hair was flowing along with her movements, and as it dried, it started to curl slightly. I had an unbelievable urge to run my fingers through it, to feel the silky smoothness of it.

My eyes moved of their own will, craving the sight of this gorgeous creature. She was wearing an almost completely see through, wet shirt. Her nipples were easily visible through the light fabric, the cold, wet cloth making them harden. My jaw dropped, and I swear my tongue was hanging out of my mouth. As my eyes moved slowly down her swaying body, I noticed the shirt was way too big for her petite body. Her curves were barely hidden however, especially since she was not wearing anything but the shirt, and that sexy black underwear covering her perfectly round ass. And those legs, I wanted nothing more than to be in between those long, glorious legs of hers.

I almost dropped to my knees when she raised her arms over her head as she dipped down, still swinging her hips to the music. I could see the expanse of her stomach, oh fuck was she sexy. And I lost all control in that moment, but in the half second before the message from my brain was sent to my body to move closer, or maybe it was my body instinctively telling my brain to fucking do its damn job and get me closer to her body, her eyes opened and a blush spread over her cheeks when she saw me. She looked down embarrassed and bit her plump bottom lip and that's when my brain simply turned off and I couldn't help myself.