A/N: I came up with the idea for this story while suffering from severe writers block while working on another fic. It's a pretty short chapter because it started as a outline but actually turn into a good story. I've already started the second chapter so I plan to update as often as possible.
Disclaimer: My name isn't Stephnie Meyer so I don't own this, just borrowed.
Hawaii 5-0
*~* Bella Swan *~*
This was it; Jake was already one strike away from convicted as an adult and grand theft was sure to send him straight to prison. What can I say there is just something about those bad boys that I cannot resist. I shifted on the bench I was currently handcuffed to; my ass was definitely getting tired of sitting on this metal bench.
"Excuse me officer," I said batting my eyelashes trying to look as innocent as possible. "Is there any way you could adjust this for me?" I asked giving him my best doe eyed stare.
"Yeah right Izzy, do you honestly think there is anyone in the department that hasn't heard about your escape attempt last month?" he said rolling his eyes.
"What can I say, I like bracelets but these just weren't doing it for me."
"Yeah well your mother is on her way, and if I am lucky your father is coming too and I can finally get that autograph."
"Step-father" I said with disdain.
Every single time I am arrested I manage to get off with a nice little slap on the wrist and community service because everyone in this stupid city is obsessed with my step-loser Phil Dwyer. Granted if I gave a damn about baseball I would be too, and I have to admit he is hot. But dude is only ten years older than me and wants me to respect him like he's my father. Newsflash I already have one absentee father in my life and do not really need a replacement, he's my mom's fourth husband and everyone oh them wants to form some father-daughter bond until the ink is dry on the divorce papers.
"Isabella Marie Swan, what have you gotten yourself into this time?"
Oh, joy Renee is here…
"I just don't understand you sometimes, you have anything you could possibly want and yet you choose to go out and be a common criminal."
"Hey Renee, do you think maybe this time we'll save the theatrics for home…" I said rolling my eyes.
"I swear Bella maybe you're father is right, maybe you should go spend some time with him."
"Izzy, the name is Izzy don't ever call me Bella again." I hissed
"Renee, Isabella is everything ok here?" Phil asked walking into the room as if he owned it.
Which judging by the way all the krispy kreme lovin, losers in this room was staring he did.
"Phil I just don't know what to do with her anymore." Renee said turning away from me and walking over to her husband.
"Mr. Dwyer it's so great to meet you, I am sure your daughter was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. We'll release her into your custody whenever you're ready sir," said the star struck officer.
"I am sure she was," he said looking at me from the corner of his eye. "You know what, for your trouble why don't I get you some tickets for our next home game," he said flashing that multi-million dollar smile.
They uncuffed me finally, and made me sign a letter stating that I would stay out of trouble, blah, blah, blah, before I was finally given back all of my belongings and could leave. As we were walking toward the exit, I heard a familiar whistle from behind me. I turned around and my eyes locked with JB. He was standing there shirtless muscled down and full of tats, with his hands cuffed behind his back.
"JB!" I yelled as I ran over and threw my arms around him. "What happened, did you get a good lawyer?"
"Naw Iz, stupid ass public defender couldn't even bother to be here," he said looking behind me at what I am sure were the disapproving glares of my parents. "Look he suggested that I just plead guilty to a lesser charge and do one year instead of a coupla yearz."
"Fuck that, you can't go away again."
"Iz, I can be out in six months with good behavior," he said trying to reassure me. "Besides, you know Paul is already on the inside so I'll be aight."
"Alright, enough of the love fest, it's time to go," the office said pulling Jake away.
"Bye JB, love you." I whispered as he was taken away.
Before he walked through the other door he turned around and mouthed, "love you too Iz." And, with that he was gone. JB was the best thing about being stuck in this blue-blood country club loving city. He saw the real me and did not want to change me and now he is gone.
The ride from the station in south Phoenix back to Scottsdale was thirty minutes of the most awkward silence ever. We pulled into the four-car garage and everyone got out without saying a word to each other. I thought I was in the clear and was slowly making my way up the backstairs to the second floor when Renee and Phil finally decided it was time for a family meeting.
"Bella honey, it's clear that you're going through something and I just don't know how to help you. I mean you're staying out late, and that's when you even bother coming home. You've been arrested 4 times in the past month with that Jacob Black, who if I am being honest I am happy he's going to jail for a year. Phil and I were talking on the way to the station and I…we think it would be best if you go and stay with Charlie for a while."
"In Forks… Washington! You hate me that much that you'll send me to the one place you've always hated," I yelled
"Bella calm down," Phil chimed in.
"Fuck that, I am not going I'll run away first."
"Isabella, as long as you're under my roof you WILL NOT," he started. "As long as you live here you will treat your mother with the respect she deserves."
"Says the fourth and definitely not the last husband," I said rolling my eyes.
"That's enough!" Renee said jumping to her feet. "Bella you're going to stay with Charlie and that's that. And if you'd bother keeping in touch with him you'd know he was transferred to Hawaii six months ago."
"Hawaii, you're sending me to Hawaii…" I said dumbfounded.
"Yeah we're sending you to Hawaii, how much trouble can you possibly get into on an island. Besides you need to spend some time with Charlie, and he volunteered to have you come with him."
"When am I going the end of the summer?"
"Uhh," Renee said looking to Phil for a second. "Actually you're leaving in the morning, so you should go back. Anything you leave we can send to you."
"In the morning are you serious? That's not going to give me time to say goodbye to anyone."
"Bella as hard as this may seem on you, you have to know it is equally if not harder for your mother and I to do this to you," Phil said giving me a little pat on the shoulder before sitting the plane ticket down on the table in front of me.
Holy shit, they're really sending me to Hawaii…
I hopped on a plane at 7:15 this morning in Phoenix and here I am nine hours, a painfully long layover in Dallas later, arriving in Honolulu. My first impression off the plane, I've died and stepped into a greeting card. Sadly, unlike in the movies there was not a tanned muscular native waiting to get me laid, in both senses of the word at this point. Although I am positive, he would have reminded me of JB far too much for me to enjoy the airport bathroom quickie.
After grabbing the massive suitcase I somehow managed to cram almost every item of clothing I owned into, I walked towards the pickup lanes to wait on Charlie. I hadn't seen Charlie in nearly two years since I stopped visiting him in Forks during my summer vacations when I was fifteen. But I am dying to know if living in Hawaii has afforded him the ability to actually tan. Unlike my mother, who has been Stepford Orange since moving to Scottsdale, to fit in with the other women of leisure. I like my… Charlie has never been anything but pale.
I walk possibly five feet down the walkway and I see him, which isn't that hard since he's the only one not in one of those tacky flowered shirts. He does this half wave, half signal to me and I cannot help but smile. Even outside of Forks he's still same ole Charlie Swan.
I arrived to the car and he throw my over-sized luggage into the back of his SUV without any problems before proceeding to give me the quickest half hug followed by a swift pat on the back.
"It's really great to see you Bells, you've gotten taller since the last time," he said eyeing my up and down.
"Well Charlie that happens when you're a teenager, I believe it's called a growth spurt."
"Well yeah… of course," he said slipping his hands into his packets and looking down at the ground.
I've been with him all of ten seconds and my sarcasm has already ruined a moment.
"Guess I'll show you around Bells, hop in." He said opening the passenger door for me.
I threw my book bag onto the floor and slide onto the seat. Charlie closed the door and walked around to the driver's side of the car. We slowly drove away from the airport and then got on H1 towards Charlie's new house. I looked over at my father who never showed any kind of emotion but had the biggest, at least for him, smile on his face. He was actually happy to have me here. I made a promise to myself, whatever happens while I am here; I'll try to be on best behavior… for Charlie.
