I got an idea for a new story. Now, I don't want to call it new, because it's not really 'new' or completely original. I just thought, what if Twilight happened a little differently….like what if vampires didn't sparkle? Or what if things just weren't so convenient for everyone?

I'm not going to go full on with this story, b/c I have another one which is my main concern atm (Can't Play on Broken Strings- shameless plug) but once that over, if there's enough interest then I'll continue. With that being said, read on!

Oh and expect OOC from Bella mostly. I'm writing this how I would have liked Stephanie Meyer to have. And I'm not a twilight hater, I think the story just needed some ironing out.

Twilight: What if

My mom had remarried to a minor league baseball player. His name is Phil and seemed to be a well grounded guy, if not a bit delusional concerning his hopeless career. But scatterbrained Renee loved him and he made her happy in a way that I haven't seen in a long time. Some kind of baseball traveling opportunity landed in Phil's hands and Renee was anxious and excited to support him and travel with him.

The only thing really holding Renee back from following through with her wishes was my presence. I didn't want her to regret now going, so I convinced her that I would go to Forks, Washington and live with my dad Charlie. I have to admit, this wasn't a total selfless gesture. Moving in with my dad would allow me more freedom in many ways.

I wouldn't have to worry about what was going on with Renee. God knows I love her but it was time I started living my life as a kid instead of the parent. Phil and Renee drove me to the airport and I was anticipating the overly dramatic goodbyes.

"Now Bella, I want you to write every day. And call me when you get there! I can't believe I'm losing my baby." Renee gushed, crushing my frail frame in a hug.

"Mom, I was born an adult remember? I don't know about every day, but we'll stay in touch of course." I smiled. Phil had to literally pull her back so I caught my flight on time. Waving one last time, I board the plane and settle in for one long flight to the rainy capital of the world. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea and instead of freedom, this was a self imposed prison. Whatever it turns out to be, it's too late for regrets now.

Too many hours later, the hostess sounded over the intercom signaling our arrival to the 'wonderful' town of Forks. Finally landing, I quickly grab my carry-on bag and make for the exit. Leaning on his cop car, I see Charlie waving over at me, awkward.

We used to see each other for two weeks every summer, but that changed as I got older. Me and my dad were more of the independent type and preferred to stay to ourselves. Of course I still cared about him, he was my dad after all. I guess it was just nature running it's course. Walking over to him, we exchange brief hugs.

"Hey Bells, long time no see. I was pleasantly surprised that you wanted to live me." Charlie chucked my bags in the back of the cruiser. I saw now where I got my low self esteem from.

"Yeah, a change of scenery is always nice and we haven't seen in other in awhile." Getting in the passenger seat, the ride was filled with comfortable silence. Pulling up I noticed the house had not changed at all since I've last visited.

Can't say I'm surprised. Charlie was a man's man and beautifying his house wasn't really high up on his list of things to do. He always stuck to the clichéd saying, "if it ain't broke don't fix it." One thing out of place, was this horrific red pickup truck. It looked lit it was on it's last leg and wouldn't survive much longer.

Charlie saw me glaring at the eyesore and interrupted my thoughts. "You like it? I bought it off of Billy, a real bargain. Thought you could use something to drive around in."

Great, now I have rusty truck, older than the pyramids. Well if it works, at least for awhile I guess I'll make the best of it. Not a big fan of walking. Taking a minute, I think about how to respond. 'It sucks' wouldn't really be appropriate.

"Um, thanks dad. You really didn't have to, I was saving up for a car." I smiled at him, he appeared to be content with my answer.

"Free is always better I'd say. Come on, I'll show you to your room." Charlie handed me the keys to my new clunker and we went inside, escaping the freshly fallen rain. Sitting in my room, I start to unpack. Charlie had set up a computer in the room for me. It was one of Renee's conditions, but it was just as much of a dinosaur as the scrap metal outside. But I guess it's the effort that counts right?

I hear a few voices in the front yard and open the window. Charlie is talking to two guys, one in a wheelchair. They look familiar but I can't quite place them. Noting their complexion, I see that they're from the La Push reservation. Curiosity besting me, I go out to greet them.

"Hey." I throw out.

"You remember Billy Black and his son Jacob right Bella?" Charlie asked. He was more animated around Billy, almost reverting back to his childhood.

"Yeah, I remember playing with you and…Rachael right?" I turn to Jacob. He seemed a bit too thrilled that I remembered this.

"Right, well it's just me now. My sisters ran off to get married and go to college or some ridiculousness like that." Jacob chuckled.

We made small talk for a little while longer before the Blacks left. Charlie had already registered me into Forks High and I wasn't really looking forward to it. With such a terribly small town, I was bound to be it's source of excitement for much too long.

((AN: Well, that was boring. It'll be better in the next chapter, this was just the intro. Reviews wouldn't be a bad thing to get.

Till next time,

SweetXSacrifice))