Hello I am back and have decided to start writing again after a couple years of procrastinating and obstacles to rewrite my story it is still basically the same just with a few minor tweaks here and there to make it , in my opinion, better. Better to understand the plot line and the sequence of how things are gonna go down. Basically I'm cleaning house and making it look brand spanking new I hope everyone old and new will like/love it. Also there is more story which means longer chapters for all you true readers out there for it to feel more booky I guess.
Sincerely, Tohru93 ^_^
My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but everyone calls me Bella. I prefer it that way because Isabella is just way to girly for my and that's just not my thing. I live in Orange County. I am 16 years old but only for a couple more months after that well who knows maybe 17 will be a lot sweeter I sure hope it will be. To be blunt I am not in the least bit girly for example when my parents bought me Barbies to "play " with as a child, I tied them to the ceiling fan instead and put it on the highest speed and watched in amusement as the flew all over the room hitting the opposing walls. Poor plastic nutshells never had a chance. My mom, Clarice, never really took my lifestyle in stride. She always wanted a girly girl she could go shopping with and go to the spa and have their little flirty talks or whatever it is that an ex-debutante does with their doppelganger daughters. But sadly my mom got a tomboy and my ridiculous older brother Derek and he's only older than me by like 10 minutes, but even though he got the jumpstart on life I probably got most of the nutrients in the womb. An easy way to describe Derek is that he is a couple fries short of a happy meal if you catch my drift. As for my dad, Henry, we don't see him much I mean my parents have a happy marriage but he just always seems to be away on business. I mean I love him and all I just wish he was around a little more but he makes up for it I mean he was the one to give me and my bro the intro to pure awesomeness.
My dad gave me and my brother our first lesson on how to shred 101 when we were like 8. We enjoyed every minute of it and that was just the beginning after that me and Derek started doing everything that would almost give my mother a heart attack because "Ladies should not act that way." We would snowboard, skateboard, surf, and we also did a bit of in-line skating as well on the side. We loved it all. We were just a couple of regular Cali bums except for the whole money part. Aside from the fact that my parents are a tad on the loaded side we were pretty chillaxed kids. Besides those stuffy Debutante balls my mom made us go to I hated those more than liver. Actually I would rather eat liver for the rest of my life than go to those things. The worst part was my mom was always there to push me into wearing these frilly little dresses. She said it was to practice when I was ready to "come out" an unfortunate choice of words I think to describe a girl going into society. I always snuck a way to put my personal style into the outfits I was forced to wear so it wasn't always that bad. Oh and this was also supposed to be the year that it would happen to me though I was terribly frightened. As I was heading out to the skate park to meet the guys my mom stopped me to remind me of the upcoming banquet for my dad and the shopping trip that before that, the joy, The idea of shopping gave me chills so before she could list possible ideas for dresses I scrambled out of the door with my gear.
As usual when I got there, there were already a pack of slutty looking girls spreading their whoremones everywhere throughout the park. They never even came here to skate just ogle the boys as they did their thing it was disgusting , amusing at times though when they got the crapped scared out of them when a certain skater ahem me pulled a trick or two. When I got to the ramp I saw my brother ready to take off his shirt before he jumped down the ramp. I swear I saw at least 5 girls swoon. They seriously needed to get a life. There was always an entire crowd of girls at the skate park maybe one or two including me went there to actually skate. All the others went there to watch all of the guys. They all wore tight Hollister shirts and skimpy skirts in hopes of catching the eye of the boys. I had really nothing against Hollister I wore it myself sometimes but the way they wore it just looks desperate but you see what you want to see in the mirror I guess. Then I saw my friends I walked over and high-fived all the guys. There was Emmett was the big teddy bear who only looked scary at first glance. Jasper was the calm one who always seemed to be able to settle everyone down which we needed at times but he could be just as rowdy as the rest of us. There was Derek my big bro of course he was fun but he was always like Emmett's other half. I used to joke around that they would never need girlfriends because they always had their too close relationship. Then they would retaliate with "Why are you such a dike!" response. Last time they did that I grabbed the nearest guy and kissed him square on the lips.
Emmett and Derek stopped after that but the guy happened to be Mike Browner. That guy has been chasing me since 7th grade. I didn't mind at first you know it was cute but as we got older he got sleazier with his tricks to get me. Then it just got sickening.
As I started looking around I saw a couple of people missing my other friends Andy and Jay – who were twins – were on a cruise with their parents and got to skip school for the first 2 WEEKS, luckies. But that wasn't who I was looking for Edward was missing as well.
Edward was Emmett's brother we met when they moved here a couple years back. We met them in this very skate park only there wasn't that many girls back then.
Flashback
Emmett and I just escaped our mom's grand party organizing wrath. My dad was having yet another promotion banquet and the house was crazy with caterers carrying in different choices of entrees and desserts and whatever. Also the florist was coming in with over what seemed like 500 different arrangement of flowers though they all looked pretty much the same except for a few different colors here and there.
My mom was so much to the breaking point that she even asked me between what two dining sets we should chose even though she said they were completely different it all looked the same to me. Trust me when they say that one is ivory and one is crème colored I feel like busting my gut out by laughing so hard. It was completely ridiculous. I told my mom that the crème Brule looked burnt and she ran off I signaled my brother who was waiting at the staircase. Then he grabbed the boards and we were off.
When we arrived at the skate park I felt a rush of relief that we finally got out of that hell hole. Whoever said home is where the heart is never came to my house. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but sometimes my mom got really wacky. We headed to the half-pipe but saw it was already taken up by someone. But this guy was completely shredding it up. He came up to one ledge and did a grind then went up the other side and grabbed the edge and swung himself back down .He came down backwards and when he slowed down enough he grabbed his board and walked toward us. That's when I finally saw his face as he took off his helmet he revealed this beautiful copper colored hair that didn't made it seem like helmet hair even existed. It looked perfectly messy and tousled. I looked down at his face and saw his eyes which were two different colors. One was this calming blue that looked like I could swim into them and the other was a piercing green that intensified everything about them. But that was nothing compared to his face he looked like some kind of Greek God.
He came up to us and smiled "Hi" Oh god even his voice was perfect. Wait what was I saying piercing eyes, Greek god looks, this didn't sound like me at all. "Hey" my brother said and gave him that handshake that all guys – and me- seem to know. When he looked over at me I felt a lump in my throat that seemed to trap all the words from reaching my mouth and a hot flash coarse through my body as my cheeks started to blush a deep red.
I must have looked like a complete idiot standing there like that. Then finally the lump went down and I managed to say something "Aoowah HIiii" Wow Bella really Aoowah HIii that was the best you can do. Now you've insured the retarded look. He just smiled and introduced himself "Umm hi I'm Edward, Edward Cullen."
End Flash back.
"Hey Emmett where's Edward?" I asked. He pointed over to the bathrooms where he looked trapped by the iron braces of none other than Tanya Denali. Tanya had been trying to get with Edward since he moved here it was disgusting to look at really. They went out for a while but then he got tired of her and then there was no more Tanya and Edward something my heart beat faster at when he told us. The problem was Tanya seemed to have gone momentarily deaf every time Edward tried to tell her they weren't together.
I could practically feel the jealousy reeling through me as she got closer and closer to him. Yes I was jealous I accepted the fact that I practically fell for Edward the moment I met him. I mean he was an awesome skater wouldn't, His skills on practically any board really were completely epic. He was generous, good hearted, smart – to an extent- and he was extremely good looking.
Then a sudden Idea popped and as if a light bulb turned on at the top of my head as a cue the guys came up to me. "I have seen that look before Bella. What are you concocting up in that evil mind of yours?" Jasper said. "That's what she said!" Emmet burst out. "First of all" I smacked Em in the head "That made no flipping sense. Did your mom shake you senseless as a baby?" I said. "YEA" Emmett said. "Whatever. Second of all… I have a plan."