BPOV

Looking at my half packed boxes made me feel apathetic about my life. Here I was sixteen years of all, with my whole life fitting into a couple of boxes. What had I been doing with my time? What had I achieved? What was I proud of? It's amazing how someone's life can just be packed up into tiny little cardboard things. I looked around to my crowded bedroom floor, filled with intricate things that I'd either have to leave behind or take with me. They all had some form of sentimental detail, some memory attached to them. Either someone of importance had given it to me or I'd encountered a moment with the object.

"...how did you get this number?" I heard from the other room. "I thought I made myself clear, to stop calling me"

I entered the family room with caution, to see my nervous mother pacing the room.

"You call again, and I'll be notifying the police," she took the phone away from her ear and threw it on the couch. I could sense her trembling, stuck in the moment of what had just happened. Her face was distraught and stressed.

"James?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

She suddenly broke free her moment and locked eyes with me. "Yep." She muttered her voice still shaky, "God only knows how he found this new number, someone must have felt it was their duty to give it to him." Her face was strained; I could tell she was distracted by the thought of James still trying to contact her. I had to admit, I kind of frightened me too.

I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders, trying to put on a brave face for her "Don't worry, in a couple of days, you'll be in Europe...miles and miles away" I tried to reassure her, even though I desperately wanted her to stay. I felt safer with my mother in close distance to where I was, so I knew we were both okay. The thought of moving so far away made me nervous.

Tomorrow I was heading off to Washington to live in a little town with my father called "Forks". And although I was really happy to spend some much needed time with my father, I was still going to miss my friends and mother. My mother was my best friend, I could tell her anything and she would listen. We'd never been in a relationship where she was more superior over me. It was like we were sisters. We'd still fight and bicker like any mother and daughter would, but there was this whole deeper connection between us. One that we knew could never be broken. We had become ever closer of the last couple of months after her breakup with James. I would be the one there to pick her up off the floor, the one who would slam down the phone if he called, the one who would notify the police if James kept cruising by the house.

She sighed and made her way to the couch. She tried to shake it off, "and not a moment too soon my lovely" her arms outstretched, signalling me to fall into her embrace. I slouched into her side and we were silent for a moment, knowing this was going to be the last time we'd be like this for a while. "Bella" she hummed, "what am I going to do without my smart beautiful Bella?" Her hands traced along my hair. It was like an angle was dancing lightly across my fair skin.

I smiled sadly and shrugged, "I'm more concerned about what I'm supposed to do without you!"

"Oh darling" she exclaimed, "you'll be fine." Her warm hands were calming against my skin. I loved the way she could just calm me down with her single touch. It was like she was telling me that everything was going to be okay without actually using words. "You'll have Charlie, and make all kinds of new friends"

"Yeah in Forks" I complained, "with all the rich snooty people." I could remember all the stories my mother told me about how she was out casted from Forks because she fell in love with the town rebel. She was known as the most popular girl in Forks. Everyone saw her as someone who was really going to succeed at life, until she married poor, and her family disowned her. I can't say that she didn't succeed at life, because she lived the way she wanted to, and that was a success for her. She hadn't spoken to them in years, even though marriage didn't end well. The fact of the matter was, Forks was a judgemental town, and I knew I was in for a ride.

"Well, you never know Bella...some of them might actually be nice" she gave me a concerning look, as if to tell me that I was judging a book by its cover

"We'll see" I scoffed. She hummed in agreement. I could tell that she disapproved of my apprehension, but the truth was I was nervous about moving to a new town, with people I hardly knew. And not only were that, but they were the most judgemental humans on earth. It's why the town was so small, it was exclusive, they didn't invite any new kids in to there tight social circle. So chances were they weren't going to be open to the girl who was had the same socio-economic standard as a mouse.

"I called Charlie yesterday" she announced. I turned to her front on, falling out of her embrace

"Yeah?" I had to admit, I was however looking forward to spending time with my father. We only got to see each other on holidays, and even then it was a bit of a stretch because he was chief police officer. It's ironic actually, that in his day he was known as the town "rebel" and now he was known as the chief of police.

"yeah, he's excited to see you" she said warmly.

"I bet he'd be more excited to see you" I teased and nudged her knee. I was referring to the ever growing sexual tension that was between Charlie and my mother. They both denied it was there, but I could feel it when I was in a room with them both, and it was obvious form there prolonged long stares.

She shook her head in disagreement, "Oh my love, that relationship is well over" she insisted.

"Never say never" I scorned. She rolled her eyes, as this was probably the hundredth time she'd heard this. I was always hoping for the best of both worlds, and that one day my mother would just magically fall in love with Charlie again. So then I'd be like every normal teenager, with parents living in the same state.

"Have you finished packing." She asked, while standing up and composing herself

I crawled up on the couch, "almost" I squinted my face and waited for her to bite my head off.

"Bella" she cried, "you leave tomorrow!" she planted her hands on her hips.

"I know! It's just hard" I complained. Packing was proving to be difficult, my room in Phoenix barely had room for anything now. I would have to halve half of my things for my shoebox of a room in Forks. "Help me?" I pouted.

"I have to pack to you know" her words were like sharp piercing spears. I couldn't bare this feeling of leaving. But I knew it had to be the end.

"yes" I groaned, while making a puppy dog face at her. I didn't really need her help packing...well I kind of did, but mainly i wanted to spend time with her, cherish the moments I had left with her.

She stretched out her hand, "Well okay then. C'mon, those boxes won't pack themselves" I grinned and pulled myself up with her hand. I was going to miss this

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"babe you look hot!" Sammy exclaimed. I assessed myself in the mirror and began to tug at my little black dress.

"You think?" I said, shrivelling up my nose. I was unsure about the choice, but if my best friend thought I looked good, I guess I couldn't disagree.

"I don't think, I know" she said, while crawling from the ground holding two dresses up. "What do you think I should wear...the green or the blue?" Both dresses were absolutely amazing, and I knew they would look equally great.

"The blue" I replied, "it's cool and sexy"

She gleamed with the compliment and proceeded to the bathroom to put it on. Sammy had been my best friend since we were in elementary school. We were simply the last kids in the playground so it made us friends. And I've never looked back, because no two other people could of clicked like we did.

Sammy walked back in, her tan skin looking immaculate compared to my insipidly pale one.

"Can you stop being so tan next to me, I look like a ghost"

She smirked, "Comes naturally," She flicked her hair and began to check herself in the mirror. "Besides, soon you'll be with your own kind" she joked.

"Don't remind me" I groaned, as the moment grew closer and closer.

"It's okay, I'll be on the phone everyday talking you through it" she comforted, while grabbing her makeup bag.

I threw myself over to my bed, "yeah, but it's still going to suck"

"I know, because you won't have me" she quipped. I threw a pillow at her across the room, and she ducked playfully.

"Seriously," I complained, "I'm not going to have anyone there"

"what about Charlie?" she asked, as if I'd forgotten the obvious.

"What about Charlie? I barely know the man, he visits twice a year. And it's excruciatingly awkward."

Sammy crossed her arms and looked at me sympathetically, "You'll be fine" she sniped, before hoping up and tugging ferociously at her dress.

My bedroom door creaked and my Mothers head appeared from the doorway, "Well, well, well, who are these sexy fine ladies in here?"

I snickered and stood up to present myself to my mother. I always seeked her approval on clothing, even though I knew she was always going to like it no matter what.

"You look beautiful Bells" she said while leaning against the wall, looking me up and down. "The boys will be running wild after you" she teased as she raised one eye brow at the length of my dress.

"Oh shutup" I replied jokingly while tugging at my dress.

She shook her head and smiled "You too Sammy, looking fine as usual"

"Thanks Renee" Sammy began to pout and pose in front of the mirror like a model. My mom let out a muffled laugh as she stood there watching Sammy.

"So where are you two heading off to tonight?" she asked.

"Um" Sammy said, "I don't know, maybe Blue?" Blue was the most popular bar in Phoenix. Anybody who was anybody went. Sammy and I were lucky enough to score some really awesome fake ID's, so we fit right in. We'd been there plenty of times in the past, so we though it was the perfect way to say goodbye. One last fling in Phoenix, I was going to make the most of it.

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It was near eleven o'clock and Sammy and I had already had a few drinks. We were certainly on a buzz, both light on our feet. Sammy would occasionally yell playfully because she was in such a good mood. The music was thrashing against the walls, and I felt like I was in another world, one where I was staying in Phoenix, and one where I didn't have to worry about going away tomorrow.

I smiled as Sammy as she continued to dance wildly with her drink spilling everywhere. She began to eye something behind me and smirked. "Oh my god Bella, 6'oclock, majorly hot boys" She stopped dancing and began to gorge at there beauty. I turned to look, noticing that she was totally right. Three totally gorgeous men stood in a row. The first one was tan and buff, he had long flowy hair, his chiselled abs almost fell out of his shit. The next one had on a beany, to hide his scruffy blonde hair. He had a more laid back style with his simple grey t-shirt and black jeans. Then finally the third boy, he looked the ultimate bad boy with his leather jacket flung over his shoulder. He stroked his hand casually through his bronze sex hair. I could already feel the attraction without his connection to me.

I turned to Sammy and gave her a devilish smirk. "They are very cute"

Sammy nodded, "I wouldn't mind bumping into one of them later"

"They can bump and grind me anytime they like" I added wickedly

Sammy groaned sexually, "C'mon I want to dance more" she dragged me to the middle of the dance floor and we began to dance to the mind blowing house music. Everyone seemed to glance at us, obviously jealous they didn't look so young and fresh. We began to grind against each other playfully. It was this time every night that we were pulling out our best moves. We hadn't had overly too much to drink, but just enough to truly come out of our shells. Our hair would flick in the wind, and we'd swing our arms in the air like we were free spirits.

After the DJ switched tracks I felt a light breath on my neck. I looked to Sammy and she nodded approvingly, clearly signalling that I had a hot boy behind me. I smiled and began to casually grind up against him. He wrapped his strong arm around me and began to hold me closer to him. I felt his heavy breath increase on the back of my neck and smiled.

I eventually turned around to face him, only to find it was the third boy I had spotted before. I smirked and laid my hands on his sexy dishevelled hair. He gave me a wicked side grin and began to dance closer to me. His eyes were like steel daggers striking into me. I felt hit by his very presence, like there was this automatic sensation being near him.

He leaned in to my ear and exhaled, "Hey" he rasped.

I smiled flirtatiously and leant into his ear "Hey yourself' I giggled.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Bella, yours?"

"Edward"

I titled my head and began to look at him suggestively. There was no doubt I wanted him, with is strong jaw, sex hair and deep brown eyes. We stood there stuck in the moment before he began to edge closer. I bit my bottom lip in excitement as he began to press his strong lips against mine. He slowly began to trace his tongue along her bottom lip while I became lost in the moment. I slowly began to part my lips, almost begging for him to enter. He eventually started to plunge his tongue into my mouth, his body hovering over my petite figure. I felt his huge hands grab with force, while he further pushed my face into his. He became more urgent until I eventually started to slow the kiss, breaking free with reluctance.

I flicked my hair back and stared at his amazingly stunning features for a while.

"Can I get you a drink?" He asked, while grabbing my hand from my side.

I nodded my head without saying a word. He pulled me through the crowd so we could reach the illuminated bar. He grinned at me and checked out my body for a second, "What can I get you?"

I thought for a second, "Olive Martini"

"Coming right up" Edward turned to the bartender. "One martini and one beer thanks"

I snuggled my way in next to him and looked at him seductively. "Thanks"

"Anytime" he said, while reaching for my hand again, slowly caressing it.

"So where you from Edward" I asked, trying to at least get to know my one last hook-up in Phoenix

"Around" he replied, trying to remain mysterious.

I laughed and sighed, "Mystery boy huh?"

He nodded and slowly chugged back his beer while remaining in eye contact with me. I looked away for a moment quickly checking where Sammy was. Only to find she was grinding up against the blonde beanie boy. I smiled and turned back to Edward.

"Your friend seems to be getting pretty cosy to Jasper" Edward commented. I turned to him and brought my martini up to my face.

"Her names Sammy," I replied, "She sure is a wild one" I laughed while taking a small sip.

"Indeed" Edward muttered, while finishing off his beer. I sighed while watching him lightly scan over the club. It didn't seem like he was feeling the place at all, like he really wanted to leave. He eventually turned to me, as if he needed to ask a question "Want to go for a walk?"

I gulped down the rest of my martini and rustled my hair "I would love to go for a walk" I agreed. Usually I wouldn't leave a club with some older guy who I knew absolutely nothing about, but I had a strange feeling about this one. "Just let me tell my friend okay?"

I quickly dodged my way to the crowd to tell Sammy I was leaving. All she did was nod slyly and gave me thumbs up while continuing to grind against Jasper. I gave her thumbs up and quickly returned to Edward. "Ready?" he asked, holding out his hand.

I grabbed it and smiled, "ready"

He dragged me out of the place and finally let go of my hand until we were standing side by side on the deserted street. There were only a few stragglers left leaving the place. I flirtatiously bumped into him as we continued down the road.

He looked at me and gave me a weak smile, "So tell me about yourself…Bella"

I swallowed and casually stared at my feet, "What do you want to know?"

"Well, you from round here?" he asked casually.

I nodded my head, "Yeah I actually live quite a few streets away" for a couple of more hours anyway. I thought I was best to keep up the illusion that I was permanently living in Phoenix.

"Cool" he muttered.

"What about you? From the area?" I replied.

He nodded his head slowly, "Kind of" he said half-heartedly. It was weird how he simply wouldn't tell me where he was from. I didn't want to press the matter further, because I'd only just met the guy. But it was like he was hiding this big huge secret from me.

I let out a low hum while we peacefully walked down the road. He stoped in his tracks right outside a park with a playground. I could see him eyeing of the monkey bars. He looked at me with an enthusiastic glance, "Wanna?" he asked signalling to the playground.

I bit my bottom lip in thought. I was possibly wearing the most inappropriate clothes for a playground. But hell, it was my last night. I was going to make the most of it. I nodded and he proceeded to lead me to the swings. I sat down as eloquently as I could, while he made his way over to start swinging naturally from the monkey bars.

I suddenly got the bright idea to stand up on the swing like a trapeze artist from the circus. I began to swing backwards and forwards, "You know" I said, "when I was little I wanted to be in the circus" I said. "I went once, fell in love with the costumes and all their happy faces"

"I can see the charm" Edward said while making his way back and forth. He eventually landed on the floor, wiping his hands together.

"I was going to be one of those cool trapeze people. One that could do all the tricks"

"Really? I would of taken you as a lion tamer" he flirted while making his way over to the swing next to me.

I gave him a wicked grin and groaned out loud, "that doesn't have enough edge for me" I said while continuing to swing freely. "Flying thousands of feet in the air looks like it would be the most thrilling activity in the world"

"True" he agreed.

"What about you?" I asked

"What?" he asked, clueless to what I was inferring to.

"What did you want to be when you were younger?" I asked.

He shrugged, "I don't know" he said while trying to think something up, "maybe a fireman or something stupid like that"

I shook my head, "A fireman isn't stupid. He saves lives, just like a doctor"

He hummed in agreement, obviously becoming lost in deep thought. I could tell by the depth of his eyes that there was so much thinking being hidden in there. He had a lot of opinion and thought. "It's funny" he suddenly said.

I smiled, "What?"

"We spend our whole lives planning what we want to be when we're older, and when we finally have to make decisions about it all, we have no fucking clue"

I was a bit taken back by such a deep comment. It was fairly intimate for our first meeting to say the least. I swallowed while trying to take in the statement. It was hard to respond to, because I didn't want to come sounding as some complete dickhead who had some half-assed outlook on life. "You have to have dreams though, otherwise it all seems pointless." I finally replied. I quickly, as gracefully as possible sat down on the seat, he looked up to the night sky, obviously to be polite.

He laughed to himself, "Dreams…I remember those"

I tried to ignore the comment, I mean I knew he probably wanted to go further, but this was majorly killing the buzz of my last night. I slowly made my way to his side and tried to gain eye contact with me. He eventually looked and I stared at him for a moment before he made a move for my lips. He kissed me for a few glorious minutes.

A couple of hours ago, I would of never predicted that I would of met the most perfect guy on my last night. Be sharing secret thoughts with him, and be madly making out on a set of swings. Although I wasn't getting rowdy in a club like I had planned, I was still utterly enjoying myself. It was the perfect send off.

I knew tonight wouldn't last, and tomorrow this would all become a distant memory. And although I would have liked it to stay a dream, little did I know that this would all become a terrible nightmare.

I was going to learn more about this mystery man. And in that moment I had no clue what i was in for.

A/N: Hey guys, hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Please let me know in the review section if your interested in more because I have a rocky road planned out for these guys. exs and ohs