Four Years ago Bella's POV:
My heart is in pain and my head aches. The one place that I hate to be is constantly pulling me near it's sadness and death. The funeral home the most dreaded place in the whole world unless you are mentally disturbed and like it. I feel a tap on my shoulder; I think i will exploded if someone tells me how "sorry" they're for the millionth time. They have no clue what I have been through but I don't expect them to understand.
"Isabella, it's your last chance to say goodbye to him before they bury him" Billy whispered kindly in my ear. Billy was my father's best friend and he was soon going to be my legal guardian after today. I nodded and knelt down to Charlie's coffin.
"Dad, I'll miss you terribly and I-I can't do this" I said tears shooting out of my big brown eyes; I stood up quickly and ran all the way back to the reservation tripping along the way. My new home was full of people who I don't know nor do I feel like getting to know any of them. I am twelve years old and I have already lost both of my parents; my mom died when I was four due to breast cancer and my dad was killed on the field. My dad was the sheriff for Forks, Washington my small town that I live in; he was killed in the line of duty and the worst part the criminal got away with nothing not even my own pain. When I got in my new house I went straight to my new room and laid down on my bed; I cried myself to sleep.
"Bella, would you like to come fishing with me and Jacob?" Billy asked after I had my brunch because I slept in till noon.
"No" I responded with a sad tone in my voice; Charlie and I always went fishing together.
"Are you sure? You love fishing" Jacob asked confused by my response.
"Yes, I am but you two should go now" I said while pushing them out of the door and in my head I thought I used to love fishing but nothing will ever be the same without Charlie by my side will at least not the feeling or mood.
Present BPOV:
"Bella wake up, you have to go to school today" Billy yelled while shaking me awake.
"Fine!! Let me get dressed" I yelled back angry that I had to go to school. I pulled on some skinny jeans and threw on a blue t-shirt; I sat down at the table and munched on my pancakes. Then I walked carefully out to my beat up truck and drove off to school; I took my time getting into school paranoid that I would slip and fall and end up in the hospital..I hate stepping into hospitals because all my dreaded memories come rushing back. Jess, Mike, Angela, and Eric were all waiting for me to arrive; Jessica looked a little mad at me for not getting to school earlier.
"So, I heard from Nikki that we are getting new students today" Jessica said overjoyed.
"Bella look alive" Jess yelled in my ear snapping her fingers in my face.
"Jessica shut up" Mike screamed at her.
"What did I do to make you so mad?" Jess asked clueless.
"Think of the words you choose and then think of what Bella has been through" Mike said harshly his face furious.
"I'm gonna go to class; see you late guys" I said abruptly ending the fight and excusing myself for their upcoming conversation. I walked by myself to my first hour biology and waited for the bell to ring for the class to begin.
Ring!!
"Hello, is anyone sitting next to you?" a velvet voice asked.
"No, you can sit here" I answered not paying attention to who it was but as long as Jessica couldn't sit next to me then I didn't honestly care who sat next to me.
"I'm Edward Cullen, my family and I just moved here" Edward introduced himself.
"I'm Bella and I have lived here my whole life" I introduced myself to Edward and he was definitely going to have a lot of girls jumping on him.
"So what is it like here?" Edward asked curious.
"Well it mostly rains here so we usually hang out and watch movies, but that is just me and my friends I don't know about anyone else" I answered probably not impressing him-wait why would I care what he thinks about me I never care what people think about me.
"What's this?" he asked pointing to my poem that was sticking out of my English notebook.
"Oh, it's my poem that I wrote for English but it's not finished yet" I explained.
"Can I read it?" he asked.
"I'll read it to you" I said confidently.
A/n Please don't steal this because I actually wrote it about my grandpa.
"I sit alone on the dock,
As I throw a rock,
The water rippling and the reflection of my face appears,
I look at the fishing pole next to me,
Do I dare to touch it?
When I know you're no longer with me,
I am no longer a little bread of rye,
You left so early,
I never got a chance to say be,
I wish could see your eyes looking at mine,
The monster who I loved and forever will,
You no longer have the sweet moon at nine,
You left footprints in my heart,
This I never thought I would have,
The caring on an invincible heart that will never part,
The camp smells like you never left,
For it will always have felt,
Like you never did,
I'm your baby girl,
Rest in peace for I know you will always have me near. I can't find the perfect words for the ending" I read my poem about my father.
"To the future that twirls" Edward whispered.
"That is very good actually thank you" I said with a smile across my face and it wasn't like my fake smiles it was actually a real smile which means one thing I'm happy for now and it took a complete stranger to change my frown upside down.
"Who is it about" Edward asked intrigued.
"My grandpa" I lied.