Surprise?

The Quileute's are wolves, but only Sam, Paul, Jared, Quil, Embry, Seth, Leah, and Jacob. There are vampires.

5 years ago…In Bella's POV/Flashback.

I was that, girl, the nerd. I was overweight by 90 pounds, wore glasses, had brace's, and had short ugly hair. I was only 13 years old. I was going to the hellhole of a middle school at the La Push reservation, cause' you see that I'm full Quileute. Every day for2 whole years, I have been bullied by Sam's gang, which consisted of Sam Uley, Quil Ateara, Embry Call, Paul Lahote, and Jared Cameron. The worst yet, is that my brother Jacob Black, if you can call him that, knows of this and never stands up for me.

The 7th of June was the worst; I was walking to my locker, when Same knocked my books down. "What do you want Sam," I asked him. "What do I want, what I want is for you to leave this school," he replied back. With that said, I walked away only to be pulled back with my short hair. "What do you think we should so with Smella," Sam asked Paul, "I have and idea, plus I can use my new pocket knife."

"W-w-what are y-y-you g-g-going t-t-to d-do w-with me?" I stuttered out. "what am I going to do with the ever fat and ugly Smella," he said. "I know, we could leave a little mark, or we could just beat her up, or even both," Quill said, "Good idea."

So then they took me to an empty hallway,then Jared kicked me in the stomach, Quil kneed me in the face when I was holding my stomach, Embry punched my stomach, Sam began elbowing my face, and Paul took out the pocket knife and cut my arm. It started gushing blood, a lot of blood was just spilling out of my arm and soon the floor, was covered in my dark red blood. "Why are you doing this to me," I asked them. "We hate you, infact we loathe you" Paul said. Then they left, leaving me there.

I slowly walked home to my dad, Charlie. When I got there, Charlie asked, "Bells, what happened to you?"

They hurt me again," I said, know that dad knows who they are; "I want to live with mom and Phil, can I?" Charlie looked surprised and hurt by this, "Well if it is okay with her." I can't believe this; I might have a chance of getting away from Sam and his pack, "Thanks Ch-Dad."

"You're welcome Bells, now let's go call her," dad said as he got the phone.

*skip call scene*

"Thanks Mom, buy" I said after she granted me permission to go live with her. "I'll go pack my bags now and clean up," I said to Charlie. "Kay, I'll go book a flight for you," Charlie replied back. "Thanks Dad."

When I finished packing my bags and cleaned up the gash an bandaged it, it was time to go. "Come on, let's head to the airport now," Charlie muttered sadly. " Okay." I grabbed my bags from the last staircase step, and got in the car. 'well, goodbye La Push, and hello Miami Florida' I thought as dad drove out of the driveway.

*To the airport*

'Flight 76 to Miami, Florida now boarding' the intercom said. "Bye Dad, I'll miss you," I said as I grabbed my bags and hugged him. "Bye Bells, I'll miss you too, and remember to come and visit sometimes." Charlie said, "I know, maybe someday I'll come live with again."

"I hope that happens soon," Charlie said, as I walked over the boarding area, "Bye Dad." Even though he knew this was best for me, he couldn't bear to leave his only daughter; he even had tears in his eyes. "Bye Bells." He said as I got on the plane. I still couldn't believe I was going to live with Mom. ON the six hour flight, I was just sitting alone in my seat, no one next to me, only behind, in front, ant to the left, had people sitting there. In a way, it was sweet to have my own seat, and no one bothering me.

When I got off the plane, Mom and Phil were waiting already. "Bella, I'm so glad you want to go live with us," Mom said, "Yeah, me too." Mom looked s o happy and young with Phil, she never looked so happy when she was with Charlie. "Come on, let's get going, I want you to meet your neighbors." Mom said snapping me out of my thoughts.

When we got there, the house was so huge that it was pretty much a mansion; it had 20 bedrooms,9 bathrooms, 8 maids, and a large pool. " Mom, if this is our house, it's so big." I said to her once we got out of the car. " yea, I know, that's what I said to Phil when I first saw the house." Moms said as she took Phi's hand and walked through. " I don't like to brag, but yea it is big." He said. " Come on, let's meet the neighbors now." She said as she dragged me to the next door house. "Fine."

Mom rang the doorbell and a somewhat short red haired lady came out. "Hey Renee, oh, and you must be Bella. I'm Marie." The lady said, "and this is my daughter's Victoria and Elena." She finished bringing out 2 girls. " Hi, I'm Victoria, but you can call me Vicky. An I'm 13," said the girl on the left. She too had red hair, and she looked around maybe 5'3. "I'm Elena, and I'm also 13"the other girl said, she had more brownish colored hair, an she was around 5'1.

"Hi, I'm Isabella, but you can call me Bella. I'm 13 too." I said shyly. They looked so pretty and I was so ugly. It was so different for me. "Here, come on, you need to get a new wardrobe, no offence, but your clothes' are so ugly." Vicky said looking at my shirt and jeans. "O-okay." I said following her. "Don't scare her." There mom said. "Sorry for that, why don't you come in and have some tea." She said to my mom. "Okay."

Vicky dragged me into her and Elena's room, with Elena following closely behind. Victoria quickly started getting everything that was in her dresser. "Okay, try this on." Elena said as she picked out an outfit. Great, now I'm Bella Barbie, just fantastic.

Present time, still Bella's POV

"Come on Bells." Leah my neighbor who is also full Quileute, said to me. "Okay, I'm coming." I said as I grabbed my purse. Over the 4 years, me, Vicky, and Elena moved to France and we are going to my 17 birthday party. We started going to a boarding school over there. My Mom was perfectly okay with it, as long as we didn't get knocked up. I also slimed down, losing 90 Ibs, my hair grew out now so it was at my mid-back now and beautiful. I also got contacts, and got my braces removed. Now, I look much beautiful.

"Merde, Leah,ou is mon porte-monnaie,(Shit, leah, where is my purse.) I asked her in French. "Facon devoir I cannaitre? (How should I know)

"Fine, whatever, let's go." I said switching back to English. "Okay."

When we got there, it was so loud and noisy. "Bonjour, Edmund."

"Hey Bells, Leah, Vicky, an Elena." He said. "Hey." We replied back.

Just so all of you know, I adopted this story. Next chapter's coming up sometime this week.