Hey! This is my all new story! I think this one is going to be really cool! Okay I own nothing but the plot and barley that. :(

Bella POV

I woke with a blinding pain in my wing. Yeah, I said wing. No I'm not an experiment or anything. I'm an angel. I looked at my surroundings. Trees and snow. Great I'm on Earth! Not even remotely funny! I went and tripped and fell off a cloud! Good move Bella!

"I'm already an outsider! Now I trip and fall here!" I shouted. I brushed off my black tee-shirt and ripped dark wash jeans. I pulled my wings into my back. I grabbed my jacket from where it had landed beside me. Thank you, God. At least I was carrying it when I fell.

"Um, excuse me miss? What are you doing all the way out here?" A musical voice asked. I looked around. A bronze haired boy was staring at me as if I had three eyes. I realized he was a vampire.

"I tr- I have no idea." I feigned innocence. He gazed at me. I glanced behind me. Hoping I pulled my wings in tight enough. He walked forward and took my arm. He tugged on me slightly and I was pulled up. I noticed that my ankle was throbbing. It was almost as bad as my wing. I gasped and grabbed it.

"Is your ankle okay?"

"Yes, I'm holding it for my health." I snapped. I know I'm supposed to be nice, but my wing was killing me and my ankle was pounding.

"Oh, I'm sorry for asking." He said. I looked into his topaz eyes. I was probably a mess right now. He picked me up and began walking north. We passed a stream a few miles after the clearing, and I looked at myself. Leafs were in my hair and it was frizzy. My clothes were ripped and torn. I looked horrible. He looked down at me.

"You can go back to sleep." He whispered. I fell into a sweet, dreamless sleep soon after. I heard him gasp and I woke with a start. I took in the scene around me. He was looking at my ankle and we were in a large home. I gazed at the other vampires in the room.

"What is she, some kind of defective vampire?" A big male asked. I looked at him in wonder. Why would he ask that?

"Pay no attention to Emmett. I'm Edward and this is my family. That is Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, and Jasper." The one called Edward said. He pointed them out to me.

"I am Isabella. Where am I?" I whispered.

"My house. Alice will take you to get cleaned up." As the little pixie-like one, Alice, led me upstairs, I heard a slap and winced. We were taught to dislike violence in heaven. I was led into a pink room.

"Bella? The shower is in that room. I'll pick you out some clothes." Alice chirped.

"Thank you." I limped into the bathroom and turned on the water. As I stepped in, I thought about the events that led to this disaster.

Flashback

"Bella! Come on!" Emmy laughed. I flipped out my window and landed in front of her. We were both outcasts. We both had black wings, not the fluffy, white ones everyone else had. We were attached to fluffy, black wings. I was more outgoing of the two of us, but I usually kept my hair in my face. I was deep in thought following Emmy to the gathering, when itripped over absolutly nothing. I plummeted, tumbling down to Earth. I unfurled my wings, but I was falling to fast. My right wing snapped open fast enough to crack the bone. I saw black dots begin to fill my vision. Then the world went black.

End flashback

"Bella? Are you okay? Our father would like to treat your ankle. I'm coming and I'll lay the clothes I got for you out." Alice yelled above the water. I heard the door open and her footsteps. Brief silence, her footsteps again, and the door closing. I turned off the water and stepped out. I dried myself of with a fluffy, pink towel that had been laid out. After I was dry I put on the plain, black form fitting tee and the dark wash jeans that were on the counter. There were no slits in my shirt so my wings were pressed uncomfortably close to my body. I walked out and followed my ears downstairs.

"Um, hello?" I whispered. I knew they would hear me. Esme came sprinting into the room.

"Isabella, I'll take you to Carlisle. Here is a brush you can run through your hair." Esme smiled at me. I took the black brush from her and brushed my waist length hair out. I moved my head so my air fell into my left eye. We walked into Carlisle's office and I noticed the wood work and the paintings all in one second. My brain ran as fast as a vamp's. Plus I could run as fast as them, was as strong as them, and could see and hear as well as them to.

"Hello, Mr. Cullen." I said.

"Please, call me Carlisle. I am a doctor so your in good hands. Now does anything besides your ankle hurt?"

"My wi- No nothing else hurts." I stuttered. I almost told. Another pain from my wing racked my body. I crumpled onto the floor. I might as well tell him. Maybe he'll know how to help.

"No one else can know about this, so send everyone else out, please?" I commanded. He nodded.

"Esme? Why don't you and the children go get some supper?" He yelled. I heard shouts of agreement. After I heard their footsteps disappear. I pulled my shirt up. I unfurled my left wing and carefully unfolded my right. He looked shocked. I glared up at him.

"I need you to make sure no one else finds out about this, got it Vampire?" I was being way to harsh. I softened my look.

"What are you?" He gaped.

"I am an angel. I fell of a cloud because I tripped. When I tried to stop myself from falling I snapped the bone in my right wing." I explained. He methodically poked both my wing and my ankle.

"Well I can put your ankle in a cast, but I can't do anything for you wing. I'm sorry."

"Its fine." I told him. I heard fast footsteps and tried to pull my wings in fast, but my right wing wasn't cooperating. Edward burst into the room, about to speak. He gawked when he saw my wing. I pulled it in as fast as it would go.

"Bella? What the hell are you?" He asked.

"Do NOT say that word!" I shrieked.

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