A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story on fanfiction, but this isn't the first time I've been on fanfiction. I've been reading fanfiction for about...two years now. I finally gathered enough courage to start writing one. Anyway, I'll see you at the bottom. :)


There are girls who are perfect. And girls who walk by you that seem invisible. Those who are popular and those who are socially awkward. The girls who look good in anything and the ones who….. Don't.

Then there's always the average girl.

She has brown hair that goes halfway down her back. Plain brown eyes. She's of average height (about 5"2). She wears t-shirts and jeans. She has a mother (who's a little 'out there') and a father (who happens to be Chief of Police in their town.) She lived in a small town called Forks, where everyone knew what was going on about everyone and everything. She has a dog named Jake (who she often calls Jakie Cakes) and she has a passion for books. She lived in a two story white house that had two bedrooms and two baths. She grew up with dolls, trucks, and every toy an average person would have.

This average girl grew into an average woman, and now goes to Seattle University.

This average woman's name is Isabella Marie Swan.

And she is me.


My full name is Isabella Swan. It literally translates into Beautiful Swan. This is highly ironic because I'm not really beautiful, I'm just a normal average looking person. And most people think of swans as graceful creatures with their long necks and how they move. Also ironic, because I can barely walk across a flat surface without tripping and I surely wouldn't label myself as graceful.

I am a sophomore at Seattle University this year. My best friend, who also happens to be my roommate, goes to Seattle University too. Her name is Alice. She's an energetic ball of energy that can get hyper off air. She's a short little pixie who's about 4"11. She may drive me crazy sometimes, but I love her to pieces.

We are complete opposites in every way. Her favorite color is yellow while mine is blue. She loves to shop, while I groan at just hearing the word. She drives a yellow Porsche while I drive a beat-up, rusty, red Chevrolet that could be her car's great-great grandpa. She's the yin to my yang. The peanut butter to my jelly. The milk to my cookie, and the best to my friend.

Tomorrow's Monday. Another day of boring classes with professors who speak in a monotone voice and kids who don't really care. Oh well.

Anyway, I'm Bella Swan, and this is an inside look into the life of an average girl.


"Rain, rain go away. Don't come back any other day," was the song that danced through my mind on the way to school. The light sounds of the misty raindrops slushing against my windows were heard over the radio.

As I parked in my parking space, I mentally prepared myself to walk across the parking lot without slipping and falling flat on my back for everyone to see.

I made it all of ten steps before I felt my flip flops slide and myself start to fall. I landed with a big "Oof." As I was bending down to pick up my crap, I saw another hand come into my peripheral vision.

That's when I looked up into the greenest eyes I've ever seen.

The eyes of

Edward Cullen.


A/N: *hides behind a chair* So...what did you think? Should I keep going?

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