Hi everyone! So this is my first time back to writing in a while, I'm excited about getting some feedback and working on a project again! I'm going to try to update often it just depends on my life away from the computer screen.
This is an Edward Bella fic with all the normal couples, it will eventually be an M rating. As of right now I have an idea of where it is going but am not sure how long it will be.
Please R&R! It keeps me going!
Obviously I don't own Twighlight!
*Prep*
1-Introduction
Forks is a small town. The kind where everyone knows each other. There is one main street, one fire station, one pizza place, and of course a Starbucks. The latter arriving most recently. It was also one of the most wealthy suburbs of Seattle. It was where the old money came to live, getting more privacy than some of the flashier areas inside the city. Personally I was only here because my Dad, Charlie, had lived in the city since childhood and had ended up becoming the police chief of our small town. Now I, Bella Swan, was also one of the few who called Forks home.
We lived in one of the smaller homes below the main street in town. By no means was the area crime ridden or anything like that. It just didn't have the stateliness of the larger homes in the North part of town. Our home was quaint, we had two bedrooms, one upstairs bathroom, a big enough kitchen for me to cook in, and plenty of living space. It hadn't always been as comfortable as it is now though. When I was five my parents divorced and I was dragged out of forks to live with my mother Renee. She hated the small town life, and when it became apparent that Charlie didn't she decided it was time to move on. When I first arrived back to the house, that I lived the first five years of my life in, it was full of the basics and nothing else. Charlie had never seen a reason to replace the items that Renee had taken with us when we left. I spent my first summer back decorating the house. I painted, cleaned, and added some throw pillows, framed pictures, and an overall extra touch that made the house feel more like a home to me, even if I was still getting used to it being my home.
Up until a few months ago I had been living in Phoenix with Renee, but in desperation had begged her to let me come and live with my father in Forks. I was trying to escape. Now don't get me wrong, I love my mother, but she is never around. I needed her, or needed a fresh start. My mother was too busy running an empire of Yoga studios she had created a few years earlier. Her love for Yoga had developed quickly after she left Charlie. She found it while trying to find a way to reduce stress from a demanding job and recent divorce. Now Yoga has become her demanding job, she runs a nationwide chain of studios and is constantly traveling for training's and to check on her various locations. Last year she even started selling her own line of yoga gear in her studios. Even when I was still in Phoenix I rarely saw her. I spent most of my time supervised by a great aunt that was more excited about flirting with the "fellas" at bingo night than talking to a fifteen year old.
I had other reasons than just my moms absenteeism that made me feel the need to hightail it out of Phoenix. I was the school pariah. Things started to get bad in eighth grade. Before then I had just been the shy girl who sat in the back of the lunchroom with the other shy kids. No one really paid me much attention because in the grand scheme of things, I didn't matter. Then I made the absurd mistake of having a crush on a boy named Andrew. Unfortunately Andrew's girlfriend was kind of the head bitch in charge at our school. Her name was Alison. She had two older sisters, so of course she knew all sorts of things I had never even heard of. She used her knowledge about boys in particular to make me feel like an idiot on a constant basis. Alison was the head cheerleader, something I had been far too afraid to even try out for, and people loved her. Well actually they were terrified of her, so they all pretended to love her. When Alison found out that I was crushing on "her man" all bets were off. She did everything in her power to make my life a living hell.
Everything came to a head at a pool party at the end of my Sophomore year of high school. A really sweet but super shy boy I was sort of friends with had invited me to the party, claiming it was at his cousin's house so he had been invited. Not knowing who his cousin was, and being excited that I finally had been included in a normal teenage activity, I agreed to go. With my luck of course his cousin ended up being Alison. I tried to leave as soon as I realized who's house I was at, but it was too late. Alison and her friends humiliated me in front of most of our class. It started with making fun of my wardrobe, an old tankini bathing suit with butterflies on it (while Renee had plenty of money she had no time to take me shopping, and I had no fashion sense at all). Alison and her friends strutted around in their Victoria Secret bikini's whispering about me and making me feel so stupid. I so desperately wished I had the guts they did to wear something like that, but I wouldn't have even known where to start. The group then progressed to telling all the boys I had never been kissed, and goaded them into being the first one to kiss me. I was utterly humiliated, especially when I realized that every boy had a look of repulsion on his face. I found out later that there had also been rumors floating around courtesy of Alison's creativity about a case of herpes I had supposedly caught at camp. News to me, I had never even been to camp. After that night I knew I had to get out.
I packed my bags and prayed desperately that I'd be able to start over in Forks. I was still terrified that any high school I went to was going to be the same thing all over again. Leave it to Charlie though, he actually came up with an idea that gave me a glimmer of hope. A smaller private school may be a better fit for me. He was able to pull some strings and get me accepted late into Mountain Preparatory School, one of the most prestigious high schools in the state. Renee's habit of overworking would finally be good for something as she was more than happy to hand over the tuition money. I wanted to be a writer, I wanted to go to a high end college, and Forks High just wasn't going to cut it. Luckily Prep is located just on the outskirts of Forks. Right past the mansions on Forest Park Dr, where many of the students live. It was obvious that kids here were going to be different, I noticed it on my first tour of the school. I just didn't know if that was going to be a bad thing or a good one. Along with apparent privilege and wealth there was a camaraderie they all seemed to have. A camaraderie I longed for.
Hope you enjoyed the peak into Bella's back story! Kids can be so cruel :(
Story picks up with Bella at the school next! Wonder who she'll meet!