Forks

Chapter 1

I awoke screaming, it was the first time I had ever dreamt of Edward Cullen. His golden eyes stared at me; He was running away in a strange forest calling me,

"Bella," He cried, his voice fading." Follow me, find me in Forks!" I didn't have a clue where I was, the room was cramped, a small writing desk stood in the corner, and the purple bed sheets lay sprawled across my lap, as I had wrenched myself upright. I raced to the bathroom, a light blue wall greeted me, this, again was nothing like my own house. I stared in the mirror, I was looking so closely the mirror it fogged up from my breath, and my eyes were the same pale blue with a thick navy ring across the iris. I liked my eyes; no one else had ones like them. I pushed my dirty blonde hair back with my slim hand , I was noticeably thinner than I had always been, I hadn't been eating a lot since my dad got ill., I usually don't pass up food.

I wandered around the house in search of clues, It felt like a train hit me when I entered the bright yellow kitchen, I was in Forks, in Bella's house, I wondered if she was here, then it also hit me I was her, I woke up in her house, in her bed. Then I heard a man's voice, Crap! Hide! I laughed at my stupidity, how I could arrive in Twilight, its ludicrous! I must have been searching for a while because the voice called out,

"Bella? You'd better get going or you'll be late!" the moustached man I recognised to be Charlie. He wore a checked red shirt I thought I'd see a hick in a movie wear, he also wore blue jeans and a thick black leather belt, and his voice had a distinct slight southern drawl. His moustache played around the huge grin he was wearing, his brown eyes glinting.

"Don't worry," he continued unaffected by my scrutiny, "the Chevy'll work fine in this weather." He pointed out to a thick blanket or pure white snow, the treetops were covered in a more fine snow, and the spruces expanded a huge amount of land, the forest I noted. It really was green, but I wasn't disturbed by that, I was used to green and country. Charlie seemed nice, but he called me Bella! My mind raced through what I should say back, no, actually, I'm just some stranger who woke up in your daughter's bed. No, that would be too weird.

I was beginning to think up of excuses to make me not able to drive, I hurt my leg during my sleep and don't think I can drive, sorry Charl-Dad. Very Bella-like, But I'd say not good enough, What about I'm not up to driving and besides, maybe we can get some well-needed father-daughter time ? It might work but how embarrassing would it be to arrive to school in a police car, too embarrassing. Maybe, I' could risk it, I could try to drive, I've had lessons, once or twice, it can't be too hard! I resentfully trudged toward the vehicle, dreading this experience.

The car wasn't so bad; it was red Chevy '79 or some year like that. It drove okay, I guess. I don't know how well Chevy's can drive. The interior was black with fake velvet seats, cheap and cheerful. I explained to myself. I then thought I should tell Charlie the truth,

"Char-Dad," I began, again very Bella-like, nice one. "I can't drive." I surrendered embarrassed. To my utmost surprise he chuckled and held my chin.

"Don't be worried, Bells!" he smiled. "I know it's your first day of school and you're nervous. But don't worry, no one will bite you!" he assured me. My face went purple trying to not laugh, but I managed to stifle a small chuckle, I tried to normalise it by saying,

"Your right, Charlie." Crap, I'm supposed to call him dad! "Uh, I mean Dad." I smiled as widely as I could without looking like a physco; it's harder than it looks.

Luckily my mind was in Bella-mode so I drove perfectly, well, as perfectly as you could in a '79 Chevy. The trees just blurred past me as I drove, I never think about what I do when I do it. That's the thing about me; I don't pay attention very well. As I pulled up towards the school I was terrified! My stomach churned when I saw the red brick school building, the red doors seemed uninviting. The good thing is you don't have to BE Bella, just have her name.

"Isabella Swan?" A tall black haired boy called out at me as I entered the building.

"Bella," I automatically answered, I even shocked myself.

"Sorry, Bella, This way." He guided me to the front office politely, this isn't so bad, Eric's' nice

"What's your name?" I added nicely.

"Eric, "he answered hurriedly, "You better hurry up to class, your pretty late as it is. Here's your timetable." He handed me a pink slip of paper before he bolted out of my sight, I was left in a deserted hallway with only a name and room number. Where the hell is room 198? Why this room number is so big is its only one floor? All these questions weren't answered; I wandered around the school for a minute before I had a revelation. Ask the receptionist!

I was so happy about my revelation that I was almost running into the reception, I took a short cut which took me outside and in again, I didn't notice the thick length of ice running from the path to the front door stupidly I ran on it, my body was pulled toward the door where I crashed into something all I could think was, You are slipping, you will fall, you will injure yourself, try to stop! I managed to stop, but I don't think it was me that stopped me, I saw a pale hand grab me and hug me to them. The cold, hard hand pulled me upright and left me alone and confused, I just stared at my saviours back.

I walked into the reception with utmost care not to slip back down; a lady with purple horn-rimmed glasses looked at me and spoke

"Can I help you?" Her tone was normal.

I glanced up "I can't find the class I need to be in now," I muttered embarrassed.

"Oh!" She smiled," You must be Isabella Swan!"

"Bella, yes"

"Well you see the class rooms go in hundreds, and that mean that 100 is on the first floor and so on." She then gave me details of the school and directions to my class.

"Thanks," I smiled politely; I glanced at my timetable, Biology. My mind suddenly went blank and only one thing filled my mind: Edward Cullen. I practically ran to the lab. I hesitated at the door handle but pushed it slowly, I nearly couldn't open it, and I'm too weak.

"Glad you could join us, Isabella." Mr. Varner sneered at me. I didn't look up, I was too embarrassed, I sat down next to Edward, and I could feel his arm stiffening.

"I can see you want to sit down nest to Mr. Cullen, but first I need your papers." Oh God! I felt the blood rise in my cheeks, GREAT! I'm pretty sure I saw him smiling while everyone was having a great time laughing at me. I rose hesitantly out of my seat; stumbling over a girls chair the girl at the desk stifled a chuckle as I passed.

"Apologies, Mr. Varner." I muttered and shuffled back to my seat. I hadn't dared to look at Edward, unless I wanted to look like an idiot, staring at him open mouthed while he tried to make small talk that I wouldn't reply to, the thought made me shudder. I experimented with his thoughts; I really wanted to know if he could read them. So I shouted statements in my head. Edward Cullen! I know what you are! Nothing. He just stared out the window. I was glad I hadn't seen his face yet, I just stared at his perfectly tousled bronze-coloured hair, I sighed audibly, luckily only he heard, although embarrassingly enough he heard and turned to see me, ogling him. I jumped back; I wasn't expecting him to be so fast. Of course he is, he's a vampire. I nearly choked out a cry he was so beautiful, his face serene and sullen

I did everything could as I walked out of that class room; I had to make him fall in love with me. Not as easy as it sounds. We all gathered at the lunch table, the motley crew: Jessica, Lauren, Angela, Ben, Mike, Tyler and Eric, he introduced me all to these people, as he told me names, I smiled and nodded politely. I knew most about everyone than they knew themselves. I had to ask Jessica who the bunch of heavenly angels was in the cafeterias corner.

"Oh." She sighed," Those are the Cullen's," She noted bitterly.

"They are so-"I was cut off by Jessica's spite

"Beautiful? They are all…together, you know, like incest." she was almost whispering, I caught a look at them and they looked like they were laughing, their mouths only appeared to be smiling, but I knew why.

"It's not incest!" Angela protested, "They are all adopted by Dr. Cullen." She explained, and then glared at Jessica, "it's perfectly legal." Jessica went on to rant about the Cullen while I stared at them, There was four of them, Jasper was the one with longish golden hair, he was good looking and so was Emmett, the big muscular one with his arm around one f the most beautiful girls I had ever seen, her sleek corn silk blonde hair spilled out down her back. She was next to Alice, the frail, stunning black haired girl sitting next to Edward, whose face, no words could describe, suddenly his gaze fixed on mine, it was like being paralyzed, I couldn't stop looking, a look of confusion spread across his face, and then incomprehension. I kept my composure by trying to have no expression.

"Edwards staring at you," Jessica giggled. "They never seem interested in anyone, I wouldn't bother." her face was a little angry. After a while of me not talking Mike seemed impatient.

"So…" Mike said, "You on for La Push?" he asked eagerly.

"That's the beach, right?" I kept my stupid act up.

"How did you know?" Mike seemed impressed but confused.

"Dad told me," I lied, blushing slightly, embarrassed that I has made such a blunder.