Prologue: How we all get there

"Life is what you make it, so let's make it rock!" – Hannah Montana

Alice Brandon

"Alice… we're moving!" My dad, George, said as I walked into the house. Today had been my last day at Middle School. I was so looking forward to going to Biloxi High, but now he tells me this?

"Why?" I asked him, he sighed.

"I got a new job at the jewellers… thing is… we're moving to Forks." He stopped speaking when he saw my face: I was in pure shock. Today had been the last day that I would ever see my friends and my boyfriend at school; why couldn't he have told me sooner?

"Why did you decide to tell me today?" I said, dumping my bag on the floor and sitting on the couch.

"Well, I found out this morning and I didn't want to upset you on your last day. Congratulations on graduating Middle School honey!" George was trying to be cheerful. I felt something wet prick at my eyes; I was crying.

"When are we moving?" I sobbed; my mom, Lillian, put her arm around me. It was kind of awkward because she had my five-year-old sister, Cynthia, on her lap.

"In two weeks." Two weeks… two weeks to say goodbye to everyone, to end everything. I made a vow to myself on this day: I will always hate Forks, no matter what I find there.

Esme Platt

Georgia was teary-eyed as she hugged me goodbye.

"Oh, Esme, I'll never see you again!" She said, crying. I smiled at her.

"I'll call you!" I said, still hugging her. This year was my last year at Columbus High School – I wasn't graduating, just moving… to Forks High School. I was a sophomore; soon to be a junior and my parents had decided that we're moving.

We didn't have proper lives here in Columbus, most of our family lived up in Washington and ever since my mother found out that she was pregnant again; she wanted to be with her sisters. My dad had gotten a new job up in Forks too: he was joining the Police Force. I was excited about the move, but I would miss my friends here. Georgia was my best friend, and I'd known her since birth. Our mothers were on the same ward when they went to hospital to have us.

"Oh, Esme," Georgia cried again, throwing her arms around my neck. I hugged her back, tears in my eyes, as I realised that this move would mean leaving everything… even if I had nothing to live for.

Emmett McCarty

"Mom, I'm going out!" I called, as I started to walk outside. I had just opened the door when she answered me.

"To where, Emmett?" she said. I sighed; what did she care? I had my own life: she should just let me live it. I sighed again.

"Never mind…" I grumbled, shuffling back to the kitchen where she was cooking. Her job was to cook: she was a caterer for parties. She had gotten a lot of new clients up in a town called Forks, and so we were moving there. My brothers were all at college and my sister was about to go into her last year of Middle School, and me? I had just finished Freshman Year at Gatlinburg High. I didn't really care about the move: I had no girlfriend (since the girls here were all stupid) and all of my friends were excluded anyway.

"Emmett, you're really dumb." Hannah, my thirteen-year-old sister, said to me. I grinned at her.

"Thanks, Hannah! I'll remember that when you try to bring a boy over; I'll be so dumb that I won't even let him in the house!" I said, ruffling her hair. She scowled at me. I loved Hannah, as she did me… we just had that natural brother-sister-must-tease-each-other relationship.

"What made you change your mind, Em?" My mother, Stacey, asked. I just shook my head at her. "I guess that it wasn't very important."

"I bet he was going to go and see a girl." Hannah teased; I banged my fist on the table.

"I'll remember that, too." I teased back. We laughed, and I hoped that this wouldn't change once we were in Forks.

Carlisle Cullen

My dad sucked at public speaking. He was the Headmaster at the London Grammar School, and was being transferred to Forks High (which was in America) next September. My mother and I had to go with him. I wasn't exactly pleased that we were moving, but I loved the idea of being "across the pond". I was about to go into 6th Form and do my A-Levels, but since we were moving to America, who knew what I was going to do. All I knew was that I would be a Junior.

My dad was giving his "Goodbye Speech" – something that he had been practising in the mirror for over three months. It cracked me up every time he spoke it. I tried not to laugh now, as my form tutor, Mr Fillow-Flopper (yes, that was his real name), was eying the boys in my row. I could swear he was a paedophile.

My mum, Carol, also worked at the school. She taught art, but when we moved to Forks she wouldn't be teaching at a school. She would be holding art classes at the city hall, instead. I didn't plan to go; I preferred science and medicine over art and music.

My dad continued to drone on, and I tuned out as I imagined the possibilities of what could happen in Forks…

Rosalie Hale

"We're going to have some new kids next September, so I want you to all welcome them. Jasper, I want you to show Edward Masen around, Royce to show Emmett McCarty around and Rosalie to show Tanya Denali around: is that okay?" Mrs Goff, our homeroom teacher, said.

"Yes, Mrs Goff." Royce, Jasper and I chimed. Who was Jasper anyway? I didn't know who he was, so he must have been distant to the class. He hung around with that Peter Lowe guy, I think… Abbie nudged me.

"You're only gonna show her to class, yeah? We don't want no newbie hanging 'round with us." She whispered; I nodded.

"'Course, I don't think Lola would like it either." I whispered back. Royce looked at us.

"What about this Emmett kid?" he whispered.

"Well, you're a guy and he's a guy so… make friends." I whispered to him: Abbie and I laughed. Royce rolled his beautiful brown eyes at me, I sighed. Mrs Goff was staring at us, so we shut up and let her continue. Today was the last day before summer vacation; and Sophomore Year at Forks High was going to be interesting…

Edward Masen

Julia hit me again; this time, it was in the face. I was so used to her beating me up that I never felt the pain anymore. It was embarrassing: being bullied by a girl, but I couldn't help it. She was just so… aggressive.

"Fuck you, Masen!" She said, kicking me in the manly parts. Now that, I felt. I was so glad that my mom and dad were moving to Forks. Today was my last day at Chicago High School, and I was going to be sure that it would be the last day I get bullied. I wouldn't be alone at my new school though: my best friend, Tanya Denali, was moving with her family too. Her mom had just had another baby and they needed a bigger house; especially since there were seven of them now: Sasha (her mom), Irina and Kate, Tanya, Vasilii (her new brother), her adopted sister Carmen and Carmen's boyfriend, Eleazar. Kate and Irina were both Juniors, and Carmen and Eleazar were Sophomores. Tanya and I were Freshmen. We were all moving in September.

"Piss off, Masen, I'm done." Julia hissed, kicking me in the ass as I walked off. Why couldn't Tanya go to the same high school as me now? I sighed; September would be bliss. My dad had gotten a job at the local hospital, so that made the move even easier. Tanya's mom would be helping hold art classes with Carol Cullen, who was moving there this summer. As I walked out of the school grounds to go home, I smiled knowing that Forks would be a better place.

Jasper Whitlock

I was happy about September; I like to show new people around. I hoped that this Edward Masen would be nice… I met my best mate Peter because he was new. And he met his girlfriend Charlotte because she was new. New people rocked.

I knew who Rosalie and Royce were; the most popular boy and girl in the entire Freshman Year. I didn't know them personally, but I still knew them. I felt bad for Emmett McCarty and Tanya Denali, since they were stuck with those two. I wished that Mrs Goff had assigned them to Peter and Charlotte. Then we could be new people together!

I wasn't native to Forks: I had moved here when I was ten. I used to live in Houston, but my mom hated the heat. It was really weird that she disliked the heat and sunshine. So we moved to Forks; my sister Lucy liked the rain too. My girlfriend, Maria, like the rain even more. She said it kept the Earth feeling cool rather than sweaty. I laughed at this analogy.

Peter, Charlotte, Maria and I said at the lunch table on our last day as Freshmen. Sophomore Year was going to rock.

Bella Swan

I couldn't believe that my mother, of all people, was shipping me off to live with my dad and brother. And during the summer too.

"It'll be good for everyone," she said. How was Forks going to be good for me? How was living with two lazy, stinky men good for me? How was doing this all before my first year at high school good for me? I hated Renée.

"You just want to spend time with your stupid husband!" I yelled at her. She looked like she was about to cry when I yelled. She was such a child! Forks was my personal Hell on Earth, it had everything I hated: cold weather, rain and no sunshine. At least not when I was there…

"Please, Bella, Charlie and Mickey want to see you." Charlie was my dad, Mickey was my brother – there wasn't much difference though… they both acted like small children. My mom and dad had had Mickey when they had just graduated high school, three years later, they had me. And then they got divorced. My mom took me away to California, and then Arizona and every summer she would fly all the way back to Forks so they could do a "child swap". Mickey and I never got to spend any time together… until a couple of years ago when he said that he wanted to spend time with me too. Renée and I now live in Florida, with her new husband, Phil. Charlie, Renée, Mickey and I all vacation in California now. I get to spend time with my dad and my brother, and Mickey gets to spend time with Renée and me. Phil stays with his parents in Arizona; which is good, since Mickey and I don't like him.

But Renée was making me go and live with Charlie. For my entire high school life. Come September, I would be enrolling at Forks High School as a Freshman. Mickey was lucky, in September he would be a Senior and then he could go to college… and be away from the Hell-hole. I would have to spend three years by myself with Charlie... ugh.

I really didn't want to go; but – even though I hated her now because she married Phil – I still wanted to make my mom happy, so I would go to Forks. Because seeing Renée suffer is like watching someone murder puppies for fun. I truly did love my mom; I just despised the man she married. Hopefully Phil could take care of her…

"Okay, mom, I'll go… I'll go to Forks."

AN: So this chapter basically explained the back stories of all the main characters in short detail. Leave a review and let me know what you think of this story! It's my first attempt at writing an all-human fan fiction, and I have no idea where I'm taking it, but I enjoy writing it. Stay tuned for the official first chapter!