Bella~

My life has officially come to an end.

That was the first thought that came to mind as I let Charlie take my suitcase. We were at the airport where I had just gotten off of flight 6969 (yeah, laugh it up, I've got ALL DAY) from Phoenix and landed somewhere in Washington. I stared at the small police car in front of me and sighed dejectedly. I left Phoenix, Arizona for this?

"C'mon Bells, if we leave now we'll make it just in time for dinner," Charlie said excitedly. I rolled my eyes at the stupid nickname he had given me when I was a child and climbed into the police car, scrunching up my nose at the foul smell—a mix of body odor and Chinese food. Charlie spends way too much time on the job. Well, I guess that's normal, being the police chief in Forks after all…

Which, when you think about it, isn't that much of a big deal since Forks has a population of like… twenty people…

Well since I'm moving there it's more like twenty one.

The second thought that came to mind was how troublesome it would be to move to a new town in the middle of the school year.

Any self-respecting, PMSing, angsty, teenage girl would do something over-dramatic and depressing like slit their wrists or write emo poetry… like any other normal human being.

But not me, 'cause I'm Bella Marie Swan!

"We're here!" Charlie exclaimed, clambering out of his car and hopping out to grab my bags from the backseat. I sat there, confused.

Didn't we leave the airport like… five seconds ago?

Eh, it's probably a Washington thing. Next thing you know I'll meet a freakin' vampire. HA! Yeah right, like that's ever gonna happen.

"Here's your room Bells," Charlie chirped. I opened up the wooden door and walked into the closet-like room. My eyes caught sight of the twin-sized bed in the corner of the room. Charlie stepped in beside me and looked at the bed. He pointed to the comforter and smiled "I hope you like purple!"

"I hate purple," I spat. Charlie just shrugged, smile never falling from his face.

"Oh well I'm not sleeping on it!" he chuckled and skipped out of the room, leaving me to my sulking.

It was a HUGE mistake leaving Phoenix.

I plopped down onto the bed (gracefully) and stared at the cracked ceiling and out the window. The window was stained with the trails left behind by the raindrops rolling down the glass. I rolled off the bed, landing on my feet and began to rummage for my iPod in the pile of clothes in my duffel bag.

After dumping out all of the contents of said bag, I sighed.

I forgot my iPod back in Phoenix…

…damn.

Life sucks—it's preventing me from being a bitchy, whiny teenager!

I sighed and jumped onto my bed. My eyes wandered to the ceiling which was covered in cracks and what looked like mold in the corner—

—wasn't that called asbestos?

Either way, it was horrifyingly repulsive.

Groaning, I rolled over and stared at the alarm clock Charlie has oh so kindly left in my room. It was already eight…ish. Tomorrow was Sunday which means I had a whole day to get used to my new home before I started school on Monday—

—is that a spider web? Ew, I hate spider webs.

"Good Morning Sunshine!"

"Holy shit!" I jumped and fell off of my small bed and onto the hard wooden floor. Rubbing my butt, I glared at Charlie who didn't stop smiling even after I swore right in front of his face. "Charlie, it's early, what do you want?"

"bella, Bella, Bella," he chided. He pulled the string attached to the blinds and they scrunched up at the top, revealing the geographically incorrect amount of sunlight.

What the hell? Wasn't Spoons… or Forks… or wherever the hell I was… supposed to be really dark, damp, and rainy?

I'm so fucking confused.

"It's a brand new day!" Charlie continued, obviously not paying any attention to my apparent confusion. "Oh and some Indian kid is standing outside with some ugly truck." I blinked and looked outside the window where there indeed was an Indian kid outside near some ugly red truck. I groaned and turned to Charlie.

"I'll take care of this," I said—all badass like. I slipped on a gray hoodie and some sneakers, not bothering to tie the shoelaces.

I'm a rebel without a cause.

I hopped down the stairs and grabbed an umbrella from the front closet—the closest thing I had to a weapon. I slammed open the front door and growled just like a dog who was gonna kill another dog for trespassing onto their territory.

"Who the fu—"

O…

…M…

……G……

There he stood, probably at six foot… ah, who cares? I felt my mouth drop and lowered my raised arm (the one holding the umbrella) and stared at the boy in front of me. He grinned at me, perfect white teeth gleaming in the sun as his long hair flowed in the wind.

"Hey Bella!" I blinked, snapping out of my reverie and looked down. The older man in the wheelchair smiled at me and I winced, kind of creeped out by his disgusting teeth. "Is Charlie here?" I nodded dumbly and pointed to the open door, Charlie walking out of the house.

"Hey Billy!" I ignored the two old farts and turned my gaze back to the incredibly scrumptious looking boy in front of me.

And, no I am NOT licking my lips and thinking how absolutely delicious he is! GAWSH!

Now leave me alone while I ogle… er… Jacob.

Oh, yum.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight (thank god!)

Well this is NICOLE's story (ftw!) so don't get it confused with Kate's or Monika's future shtuff :)

This chapter was actually twice as long but I decided to cut it in half.

Bite me.

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(so do flames, so HA!)