Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, nor do I want to... Sparkly Vampires, seriously?

This story will be updated hopefully every 4 to 5 days.

Bella's POV:

It surprises me sometimes, how lonely it is living alone in a dorm. I suppose it's because I've never really been alone in my life, with three older brothers and one fraternal twin. It was awkward as I grew up, I'm the only girl in the house, seeing as mom scarpered when I was two, and most boys just don't understand the meaning of subtlety. Renee just upped and left as soon as she could, she's flighty and not easily tamed I guess, even the little girl she dreamed of couldn't hold her down long enough.

I'm currently seventeen years of age and in the South of France at a boarding school that specializes in the Arts. That means my schedule consists of the core subjects (English, Maths, Science and French), Sports, Music, Drama, Dance and Art. My schedule is pretty packed but I've gotten used to it, since I have been here since I was fourteen; three years away from your family with only phone calls means my brothers wouldn't recognize me when I finally come home this summer. It's only three days until I get on a nineteen hour flight to Washington and visit my four brothers, who are all coming back to the rainy town of Forks (seriously, who names a town after cutlery?) for the summer.

Currently, I am rushing around my room trying to decide what to bring with me for my return home. I've decided on swimwear, make-up, accessories and toiletries, but I'm not sure what to wear due to the big temperature difference. Whilst Southern France has unlimited sun and skies, Forks is blessed with everlasting rain and clouds. I don't have a lot of clothes suitable for the rain and wind. In the end, I just dump, the best quarter of my wardrobe (filling 2 suitcases) into my travel luggage. I dance around the room looking for my phone, iPod and PC before placing them in the suede handbag, that will act as my carry-on into the airport.

I then proceeded to sit on my suitcases, as I attempted to zip them up. I looked in the mirror opposite myself and fluffed up my hair, before applying mascara to my top lashes. When I first came to France, I had a small suitcase with unfashionable items and no make-up whatsoever. My friend Jess quickly sorted that for me. She became my sister; she introduced me to fashion, boys and fast cars. I can't say that I regret all the boyfriends I had, but it did result in some things that my brothers wouldn't accept, such as: me losing my virginity, drinking and getting a tattoo. They definitely wouldn't like my tattoo.

It's a pair of tattered angel wings expanding on the top half of my back and shoulders, I thought it represented me pretty well: an angel façade, with a pretty damaged and rough past. But I won't delve into that experience, right now I'm visiting a man about my baby. Not my actual baby... not that I have a kid, but my motorcycle. A 1986 Harley Davidson in midnight blue, with a purring engine and crisp leather seats.

"Hey Jake, how's it going?"

"It's in perfect condition Bells, just like you, I don't know how you do it, you're an amazing mechanic." I just smirked at his unsubtle flattery and compliments.

"A magician never reveals their secrets Jake. But all it takes is hard work and love." He scoffed as I talked, before grinning slyly and replying.

"You mean you want to get with me tonight, to do some lovemaking so you can keep yourself in condition?" He bantered with me playfully.

I gently slapped him before asking, "Can you sort out the shipment for me? I can't live a whole summer without my bike."

"Sure baby," he replied. "I can get that sorted for you, where you going on holiday, anyway?"

"Back home, first time in three years that I've seen my brothers."

"I didn't know you have brothers Bells." Jake bit his lip, and tilted his head like a confused puppy, for not knowing something so important about me in the three years we'd been friends.

"Oh yeah, four overprotective brothers who will not like my fashion sense or my daredevil spirit."

"It'll be okay Bells, after all no-one can tame your spirit baby." He jokingly attempted to ruffle my hair, before jumping back violently as I attempted to kick him in the nose, with high-heeled boots.

"I need to go Jake, stay in contact, and make sure my bike makes it to that address." I called over my shoulder, after I'd hugged him goodbye.

I promptly flew to my dorm and made sure everything was ready, before flopping down on my bed and huffing to myself. Sure, I'm excited to see my brothers, but I'm not looking forward to their reactions.

Next chapter: We'll see Bella meet her brothers for the first time in three years and a short look into some of their reactions.