A/N: Well, I don't really know how to describe it very well but, I basically reverted the Twilight movie script back into book form but with more of Bella's thoughts.
Read and review, but I'm not promising that I will keep this up. Its my first story I've had the guts to put up so if people say that it sucks then I won't complain and I will take it down. It was only an experimental idea I had floating around in my head so let me know what you think.
Thanks always
Bella91387
**Oh yea, and I don't claim anything Twilight characters, movie scripts, or book quotes as my own. All the credit goes to SM and CH for the book and the movie.
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PREFACE
I'd never given much thought to how I would die- though I'd had reason enough in the last few months- but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.
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Chapter 1: First Sight
I would miss Phoenix. I'd miss the heat; I would miss my loving, erratic, hare-brained mother…and her new husband. But, they want to go on the road, so I'm gonna spend some time with my dad. And, this will be a good thing…I think.
In the state of Washington, under a near constant cover of clouds and rain, there's a small town named Forks; Population, 3,120 people. This is where I'm moving. My dad is Charlie; he's the Chief of Police. So, here I sit with him, making awkward conversation on the way to his house from the airport.
"Your hair is longer." Charlie said, in an uncomfortable tone, obviously trying to dissipate the tense atmosphere; I had not made my distaste for Forks a secret, much like my mother.
"I cut it since the last time I saw you." I replied, remembering how Renee forced me into the salon demanding I get my hair cut.
Not to be outdone Charlie quipped "Oh must have grown out again," Thus ending that conversation. I had to suppress a grimace; I knew Charlie was slightly bitter about me not keeping in touch. But, I also had a feeling that he was excited about me staying with him with any sort of permanence.
When we pulled up to the modest house Charlie owned, I was not surprised to see it was the same house he had owned since his and Renee's brief marriage. I used to spend two weeks here almost every summer, but it's been years.
After we unloaded my things from the Cruiser, Charlie finally broke the silence.
"I cleared some shelves off in the bathroom," he offered.
"Oh right, one bathroom." I had forgotten about that.
He then showed me to my bedroom; it was the same as it had always been; only the crib that had been there in my baby years was now a bed.
"It's a pretty good work lamp," he said, pointing to the tall light, in the corner of the room, "the saleslady picked out the bed stuff, you like, you like purple right" he stuttered.
"Purple's cool, thanks" I said awkwardly.
One of the best things about Charlie, he doesn't hover. A few minutes later I heard a honk outside my window. I went downstairs to investigate the big red Chevy taking up half of our driveway, accompanied by Billy and Jacob Black. I recognized them from La Push, a Native American reservation not too far from Forks.
"Bella, you remember Billy Black?" Charlie inquired.
"Yea, hey you're looking good." I said grinning, he was still in the wheelchair, but other than that he was lively as ever
"Still dancing" Billy replied, smiling back. "Well, I'm glad you're finally here, Charlie here hasn't shut up about it since you told him you were coming." Well that confirms my suspicions about his obvious joy in having me move in.
Charlie blushed and tried to cover up this confession with humor. "Alright, keep exaggerating, and I'll roll you into the mud."
"After I ram you in the ankle!" Billy yelled back, rolling after Charlie who had begun to walk away.
"Hi I'm Jacob."
"Yea, yea." I nodded in understanding.
"We used to make mud pies when we were little" he explained with a smile playing on his lips.
"Yea, I remember" I said simply. "Are they always like this?" I asked chuckling, referring to our dads, who were currently chasing after each other in the middle of the street.
"It's getting worse with old age."
Our conversation was cut short by Charlie and Billy who'd finished their little battle in the road.
"So what do you think?" Charlie asked, resting his arm on the monstrous Chevy.
"What?" I asked back, not knowing where he was taking this.
"Your homecoming present." He answered.
"This?" I said, tilting my head toward the truck, looking at my dad incredulously.
"Just bought it off Billy here" Charlie said, while smirking.
"I totally rebuilt the engine" Jacob said proudly
"Oh, come on! Oh my god!" I exclaimed happily "This is perfect, this is- oh sorry- you've got to be joking with me!" I chirped while accidentally hitting Jacob with the truck door. Great so my clumsiness would already be making its debut for the town of Forks.
Jacob slid into the car next to me, not much more gracefully than I was able to. Well, at least I wouldn't be the only klutz in this town.
"So, do you need a ride to school or something?" I asked hopefully.
"No" Jacob said, sounding a bit sad about that fact. " I go to school on reservation."
"Oh yea, that's right. It just would have been nice to know one person" I sulked.
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Okay you guys, there was chapter one/scene one, so do your worst. R/R
