I danced away to the radio as I got ready for my night out. I dried my deep brunette hair that id recently had cut into a bob with a sweeping fringe, and then I pulled out my straighteners and got to work. My mum came in just after I had pulled on my black mini skirt, tights and a white blouse with a bright pink bra underneath, she handed me a striped blue tie which I tied round my neck loosely - I was going to a St, Trinians themed party. She also handed me a pair of her black heels as last time I wore mine the heel had broken off.

"You look great. But remember to put a jacket on so your Dad doesn't realise what you're wearing!" she smiled cheekily. I loved my mum. After having me at just 19, she'd given me the best possible life. We had moved to the North of England so she could be with my Dad when I was just a year old and I cant remember any of it - just what they tell me. All my family are back in the USA, and I go and see my grandparents often.

"Thanks" I laughed and put on the shoes. Mum sat and watched me, smiling. We got on great. She looks almost exactly like me, except I have brilliant green eyes instead of her brown, and I have almost overtaken her in height, plus the fact that I actually bother to put on fake tan, because neither of us tan well. She has the same hair colour as me, too, but hers is longer.

"Now, remember, I want you to have fun tonight - but no more than one drink! Don't look at me like that, you must think I'm stupid if you think I don't know there'll be drink! You're only 15" she warned.

"Ok" I lied, knowing that I would drink but just get sobered up before coming home. I put on my make up and then a horn sounded outside. My Dad was here. My mum and Dad don't live together - they're divorced, but dad was taking me to the party tonight so mum could stay and look after Lucy, my baby sister - she's 9 months old and mum and dad split up when she was 5 months old, so I'm still really close to dad, even though I knew he'd been cheating on mum with his, now fiancée, Louise.

"Dad's here!" mum called. I pulled on my jacket, making sure dad couldn't se my outfit, and walked down the hall to the kitchen. I kissed Lucy, who was laid in her bouncy seat, and hugged mum.

I ran outside and kissed dad to say hello. Mum opened the window to speak to Dad.

"Pick her up at 1, no later, Steve!" she called.

"Will do!" he smiled back - they kept things civil between them for me and Lucy, "See you Bella!" he called and drove off. He's the only one who calls mum Bella, because that's what he knew her as when they met in Forks, but when we came to England, people started to call her Izzy at her request, because her name's Isabella - she said Bella reminded her too much of her old life.

BELLA POV

I watched as my daughter, Jade Elizabeth Alice Carpenter, drove away with her father. I loved Jade dearly, but it always hurt to see her grow up, she was getting more like him and more like me every day - she even had a boyfriend named Edward. Of course, she didn't know that Steve wasn't her real father - Steve and I had decided to keep it secret from her, deciding that since he wasn't coming back, Steve could be her father figure and he loved her as his own daughter. That's one thing I will always be grateful to him for. When I had discovered I was pregnant with Jade, he had been gone three months, and Steve and I had been introduced to each other by Jake - Steve was on an exchange programme at La Push High, and was staying with the Clearwaters. They both helped me get through him leaving and were both supportive when I told them I was expecting - even Jake, who tried very hard to be happy for me. Then Jake went and imprinted on a lovely girl named Sarah Connor, and Steve and I got closer. When Steve went back to England our relationship was turning into love, although I knew I couldn't love him as much I was capable of, a part of my heart would always belong to Edward, and Steve knew that. When Jade was born, both Jake and Steve were by my side, as Steve had flown over to be with me. I looked after Jade myself for a year with Steve visiting as often he could, then we finally moved to be with him in England - and my life began to get happier. Until I found out about the affair…

I was drawn out of my thoughts by Lucy crying. I gently picked her up and took her along for a nap, once she was settled, I was just making a coffee when a car pulled up and there was a knock on the door. I quickly opened it.

"Jake!" I gasped, hugging him, "Come in!" he came in and sat at the mahogany table.

"Hi Bells" I frowned when he called me Bells, but said nothing.

"What are you doing here? Where is Sarah and the kids?" I was confused.

"They're at home, I had to come and see you and talk to you" he sounded dead serious.

"Why, Jake what's wrong?" I sat down.

"We were in La Push on vacation last week" he began.

"And?" I pressed.

He took a deep breath, "They're back, Bella. The Cullens are back in Forks" My heart skipped a beat.