A/N- this is my second fanfic!!! Yay!!!

DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR THE CHARACTORS!!!

Chapter 1: Shot

Bella's P.o.V.

Alice and I were lying on the couch watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas when we heard a knock on the door.

"Alice, go get the door! I got it last time!" I ordered to my twin

We are twins but, we look nothing alike. She is so much prettier than me. Her hair is short and black with spikes at the end. She has emerald eyes that sparkle in the sun light and she has an awesome smile. I, on the other hand, have chestnut colored hair that reaches to the middle of my back; my eyes are almost the same color as my hair, just a little darker; and people tell me I have a great smile but, I don't believe them. There are only three things we have in common: we are both 5'2, we are both kind of pale, and we are both 17, just a year under the legal age. Not to mention I am Alice's personal Barbie doll, I have been my whole life. She has dressed me since we were 5 and now she even does my hair and makeup.

I heard Alice open the door. I tuned her out to watch the movie until I heard her gasp. I ran to the door slowly, making sure not to fall because I am such a klutz. When I got there I recognized the police man at the door. He is my father's friend and then I noticed his puffy red eyes, he had been crying. I stared in awe as a tear ran down Alice's cheek, as i looked at her, she covered her face with her hands.

Then the police man spoke, "A-as y-y-you k-know," the police man stuttered with quiet sobbing sounds in between. He tried to gain his composure, "I am one of your father's friends from the police station. Well, I'm here to t-tell you that h-he is," he paused," is n-no longer with us."

"W-What!?" I can't believe it. Charlie's… dead? A tear ran down my face and my eyes blurred. Oh no, what's going to happen to us! I grabbed Alice in my arms. The police officer just stood there. Sobbs desperitally tried to escape throught my chest. They escaped with a ripping sound.

"What's going to happen to us?" Alice asked in between sobs. We were always thinking the same things.

"Well, were not really sure yet. I am so sorry for your lose but, I have to go. A social worker will be by later to talk to you. I really am sorry." With that he basically ran to his cruiser and began pulling out of our drive way, leaving us standing in each others arms sobbing uncontrollably.

We managed to get to the couch. We just laid there crying until there was another knock on our door. We both jumped up and ran to the door, silently.

I got there first and proceeded to open the door. There stood a petit woman who was wearing a blue business suit. I'm guessing she's the social worker. We both watched as she stepped through the door.

"Hello, I'm Cindy." She seemed to talk down to us like we were 5.

We were both silent.

"Well, as you could have guessed, I'm your social worker. I am here to discuss your fathers will and where you girls will be staying. I'm sorry for the sudden lode on you shoulders but this is something we must discuss. Again, I am sorry." Silence… "Let's go sit in the living room."

We walked into the living room. Alice and I sat down on the couch and Cindy sat down on the armchair.

She started talking, "Since your mother died 4 years ago and you don't have any immediate family, you will have to be placed with a foster family," We both gasped. How is this possible! My... our lives are ruined! Oh Charlie, dad...

"W-well be together r-right?" I asked shakily.

"Yes, of course you will. We are in the process of finding a family for you now-," she was interrupted by her phone ringing, "Oh, hold on, I have to take this," With that, she walked into the other room thinking that we couldn't hear her when we could.

"Hello?" We heard Cindy ask. There was another voice on the other line of the phone but it was to quiet to hear.

"Oh, did you find them a family yet?" She asked another question. Alice and I both stared at the wall, like we could see her through it.

There was a long silence and then she spoke again, "Good. Yes. Mhm. Alright, I'll tell them. Good-bye."

We heard Cindy's heels click against the tile floors as she walked back in to the living room.

"Girls, I have good news, we've found you a home!" she said enthusiastically. She stood there with her arms raised above her head for a few moments. If she thought we were going to celebrate, she was wrong.

"Who are they?" Alice said sending death glares toward the suddenly frightened social worker.

"The Cullen's," she said straight forwardly.

"What!?" Alice and I screeched at the same time.

Okay, I rly don't know how the adoption process works so if it's different im sorry. Review if you can!!!!! :)