"I just hope that one day we will become more than just friends," I told my best friend, on my eleventh birthday and at the time he was twelve.
This was the only childhood memory I have. About two weeks after I told ,my friend that I wanted to be more than just friends I was flying to Forks, Washington my new home, when the plane crashed. My parents suffered major injures and were immediately rushed to the hospital. Meanwhile my younger sisters who are twins died instantly from the impact of the crash. While my parents were being rushed to the hospital a drunk driver hit the car and the occupants of the ambulance were all killed. All of my immediate family had all died in a matter of hours. While myself who only received minor injuries from the crash although all of the injuries were neurological they were very insignificant until i had to try and remember things for school papers and for school in general that is when my foster parents took my to a brain doctor. This began when II was six. I still continue to see brain doctors but by now i know a fair majority of the famous doctors in the united states. The condition i have is that i lost all of my childhood memories except for that one i didn't even remember what my parents looked like. The only memory I have is the one about my friend when we were younger. There is no explanation to why that is the only memory that i have; some doctors think that, since that memory was a huge part of my childhood that I would remember that no matter what. Others think that since that memory was the only happy memory i had for two weeks, and only one doctor thinks that the memory holds so much importance that it will come true some time in the future.
I truly hope that it does come true. First let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but just Bella is fine. My late parents names were Charlie and Renee Swan, and my late sisters Jessica and Leah Swan. I am now living in a foster home in Cupertino, California with a family by the last name of Von Ziegesar. They are going to get rid of me because I am not getting along with their precious cat, Pony Boy. The cat is ugly and almost hairless EWW!
I hope that one day I will find the boy that I told him I wanted to be more than friends with. That is all I can think about now. He will be called just 'the boy' from now on. The place I am moving to sounds oddly familiar. Its called Forks, Washington. I have seen pictures of my family they don't look and sound very nice. They have a daughter that is in my grade and her name is Lauren Mallory. The pictures I have seen of her make her look like a slut. I will be going to the local high school called you guessed it Forks High. Wow how original. Maybe the boy will be here. I will be in all of the advanced classes here at forks high.
**Three Weeks Later**
I am finally settled in at my new home with the Mallory family. If the dictionary had pictures instead of definitions where the word slut was there would be a smiling picture of Lauren Mallory. And now I have the proof that I have witnessed first hand. I was walking around my new house when I heard a banging. I at first assumed it was the wind in the omnipresent storms here in Washington. Then I walk in and I see Lauren being kissed by Ben who I know for a fact is dating Angela Webber. I know this because she was the one person out of the ninety-six people in our junior class that I could see myself hanging out with. She was smart, down-to-earth, and shy. That is how my mom used to describe me. At least that is how I remember her telling me or maybe that was my dog.
I thought that Ben and Angela were such a good couple I mean the jock and well the shy girl. That is the couple that you always see in movies and its all romantic and OHHH i wish that could be me. There was only one guy that i have in my life and that is Lauren's ex-boyfriend: Mike Newton. Ohh Mike he is such a ughhh i cant even think of a word good enough to describe the kind of low life scum stuff that he does. One day I hope to help rid the world of all things pertaining to Michael fucking Newton.
As I was heading up to bed Lauren stopped me and set some rules for me for when we are at school:
Do not talk to any of my friends and/or boyfriend.
Do not tell anyone that you are staying at my house
One thing stood out from her list of rules, do not talk to my friends, who in their right mind would want to be friends with Lauren the queen of all bitches. So when I heard that she had friends I was very surprised, and hoped that maybe they would stay away from me, because if things got out of hand I don't think that I could ever recover.
Last night I had another nightmare but this time it was different. There was a face that was with me. I couldn't figure out who the face belonged to but for all I know it might have been my cousin. Lord knows all the things that I have forgotten. Tomorrow will be my first full day at Forks High home of the Trojans. I am very nervous. I was so nervous that on my first day of what was supposed to be my first full day I had to leave because I freaked my self out so much. I tend to do that alot, I psyche myself out all of the time. Anyways Mrs. Mallory or Laura as she would like me to call her has bought me a journal so I can write about all of the good times I have at good 'ol Forks High.
I am so very nervous for my first day of school. I walked into the office and met the principal and got my schedule. My first class was english, that's good, I love to read. I hope that this will be somewhat of a challenge. I have read almost all of the classics, I am an avid reader. I hope that since this is english 4 AP this will be some kind of a challenge. As I walked into class, I introduced myself to the teacher although the teacher already knew who I was. The teacher's name was Mr. Westwick. The teacher handed me a book list of books I had the choice of writing my final paper on. I immediately knew what I wanted to write my paper about, Blind Side. I finished it last night actually, maybe I will actually make some friends so I don't have to go to that movie alone. I suspect that the movie should be pretty good. Maybe I will even have a boy friend although that is doubtful with the way I look like. I have see through skin and other than that I am average; dark hair and eyes, tall, and people think that I am anorexic I am so skinny. During the class many people knew who I was because Lauren had talked about me, saying that I lived on her street, although I could not remember any of their names. The next period I had was lunch, maybe by then I would be able to avoid the stares that come from the people just because I was new at school doesn't mean that they should look at me like I have two heads!! As I was waiting in the line for my lunch, I looked around, while I was doing so there was a small circle forming in the lunch room. I was surprised for once all day this was the first time that no one was actually looking at me!
Someone then came up to me and said, "Wait are you the new girl?"
I was finally confused that someone didn't know who I was? "Um... Yes I am. What is your name?"
He then introduced him self and we got to talking He told me his name was Eric and that he was head of the recruiting department of University of Washington Seattle. He then offered me a full scholarship based upon the twenty minute conversation that we had. I was a little uneasy about the whole thing until he offered to take me to his office for a chat with his supervisor so that the scholarship could be officially offered to me. Of course I accepted almost immediately, the sooner I got out of the small town of Forks the sooner I could start my new life with new people. Not that I hated Forks it was just that i hated small towns and the cold. Then why Seattle you may ask, I have always had a fascination with Seattle it may be that Seattle has always been in my dreams with my mystery man or it may be that I have always liked the big city small town feel that Washington has but in any event I hoped to be leaving the small dreary town of Forks as soon as possible. As Eric was walking away after setting up a time to come to his office, on Friday January 22, two days from now. My stomach began to feel a little uneasy, that feeling that happens every time that something bad happens.