This might not be exactly what you were expecting it to be. Think of it like Twilight for the many boyfriends who had to suffer through the real thing. FYI will get darker in further chapters.
BPOV
I'm on the ground now, everything is spinning. I can't get back up, I'm weak and delirious. I thought all of that training I did would pay off but I guess I was wrong. I think a few of my ribs are cracked, I can't see out of my left eye or lift my head up to see what else is coming my way. I think my legs are broken, I can't move maybe I'm paralysed. I taste blood, I'm going to blow chunks here soon. My jaw hurts like a mother after all of those blows, I feel like I got the literal shit kicked out of me. I feel cold and naked, I wonder if my costume...er...uniform is still on; I didn't like the design I chose any way I wanted something more retro punk. Wait! What about my mask? Is my mask still on? Maybe they still don't know who I am, I'm still amateur but that's a real rookie mistake. I wonder if they're going to end it? Finish me off or let me suffer, I've already lost a lot of blood. This was nothing like the first night I went out this was a thousand times worse. I was stabbed before but this was pretty bad. Maybe everyone was right, I should have quit I should have just pretended to be normal. But how could I? Someone's coming now I don't think my body can take any more, I wonder if it's true what they say about your life flashing in front of your eyes...
SIX MONTHS EARLIER
It was a foggy, cloudy and downright miserable looking day in the small town of Forks; except that would be any normal day for the tiny population of 3, 300. Bella Swan hadn't been to Forks since she was a little kid, now she was a blossoming teenage girl. Her father, Charlie drove her into town from the airport. He was very distant from his daughter, they had never been all that close even after he and her mother split up without any real surprise to Bella. It was "a loveless marriage" as she would later find out after overhearing her mother explain to her new found partner. Her new man was a minor league baseball player who couldn't make it pro, they were engaged and seemed very happy; much happier a couple than what her mother and Charlie could be. Charlie was the chief of police in Forks now so that would mean a lot more of his attention off Bella.
The reason for Bella coming back to the small town was because her mother wanted to travel with her new beau; again more attention away from Bella. Though all of Bella's life she had been searching for somewhere to belong, somewhere she would be accepted. She didn't realize yet what a beautiful woman she was becoming, she changed quite a bit over just one summer.
"Got someth'n to show ya when we get home", that was all the soft spoken man of the law could say.
This didn't make Bella the least bit enthusiastic, her father couldn't buy her love and it wasn't like he could just fill the gap that was their relationship with useless things.
When they pulled into her father's driveway Bella noticed a rusted looking orange truck. Her face lit up, could it be for her? Unlike other girls her age she liked old things. An old ripped pair of denim jeans to hip huggers, cassete tapes to Cds, and a rusty truck to a Porsche. Bella stepped out of the car went over to the truck, she walked around the big rig to get a better look.
"Little homecoming present", said Charlie.
"It's great, you really didn't have to", Bella said as she put a hand on the hood.
"Just thought you might like having your own way to school."
"Maybe we could go out later and take it for a spin", Bella suggested with a small smile.
Charlie looked surprised , as if he didn't expect her to offer him to go along.
"Yeah sure, maybe."
Bella grabbed her suitcase and Charlie helped with some boxes she brought with her. The boxes were labelled except for one. It was a small box but was fairly heavy, Charlie was about to open it much to Bella's horror. She quickly grabbed it out of her father's hands.
"I just wanted to see what it was. It's not labelled or anything."
"It's just personal things Charlie...Girly things."
She was sure her father wouldn't ask about it after that since girly things was kind of a code for: My daughter's growing up so maybe I shouldn't get involved.
Charlie helped bring her baggage up to her room. The small bedroom hadn't been used since the last visit which was a very long time ago, there were pictures of unicorns on the bed sheets. Bella held the small box close to her chest, whatever was in it was something she greatly valued.
"I'll see what I can get made for dinner. Call ya when it's ready", Charlie said awkwardly to Bella as she looked around the room.
"Just the way you remember it?"
"Oh yeah, it's great. Really."
Charlie closed the door behind him. My God, he really didn't change a thing, Bella thought to herself as she looked around. There was a closet she could fit most of what she had in, she placed the box on a high shelf inside where no one would find it. She set her laptop up. She didn't have that many friends where she lived in Phoenix, most of the people she spoke with online were either relatives or distant pen pals living as far as Europe. She had 68 friends on Myspace and 35 friends on Facebook. But maybe going to high school here would change all of that, it was a small town maybe it wouldn't be that hard.
In the morning Bella got ready. She was nervous but at the same time kind of excited to be going to Forks High. The one thing she wished for was that she wouldn't come off as awkward to anyone you couldn't say she was sure of herself when it came to first impressions. Charlie was already gone when she got up. In the kitchen there wasn't much to work with except a few slices of bread and crumbs at the bottom of a cereal box bag. Bella wasn't nearly as hungry as she thought so she got in the beat up truck and headed to Forks High School.
So there it is, just a start, more to come!
