New story. Okay I had this dream the other night, after falling asleep listening to my Ipod. I probably wont update this story a lot, unless people ask me to. But I wanted to try a new story where everyone was human!.

Okay I have changed everyone's names to an Italian name. I just felt the need to move away from their given names for something a little different and I understand a lot of people wont like the names but I have chosen the names, keeping in mind the characters personalities. If anyone really detests any of the names well let me know and ill come up with something new! The names are as follows;

Carlisle – Carlos

Esmé – Elana

Alice- Mia

Jasper- Jean-Paul (like saying this name)

Rosalie – Donatella (just suits Rose dont cha think?)

Emmett – Omar ( I thought that name suited him)

Edward – Danté ( it jumped out from the page when I was looking for a new 'Edward')

Bella – Aria (Love the name)

Charlie – Lucas

Renée – Gabriella (Gabby for short)

Jessica – Bianca

Lauren – Carmine

Angela – Audrina ( I love The Hills)

Mike – Mark

those are the most important characters. I haven't chosen Jacobs name just yet because he comes in a little later.

London, Paris, Milan.......

Aria

Those were the words that spouted out of my boss' mouth. I had a busy summer ahead of me. You see I am a model for some of the most followed fashion labels in the world. Chanel, Dior and Marc Jacobs to name a few. I occasionally do Victoria Secret, but that's once a year. My company see's me as a triple threat, because I can sing, dance and model. I know your probably thinking 'it doesn't take a lot to model' well let me tell you it is the hardest thing I have ever had to do, but I love it. I rarely sing, just at the parties for my boss.

If you had known me a few years back you wouldn't believe who I am now. You see 3 years ago, when I was 13 I lived in a small town called Forks. I hated it and my life wasn't made any better at school. Every school has its cliques, its geek's, sluts, and most importantly the 'IT' kids. Well I wasn't in any of these groups. I sat in a corner and wrote songs, that's what got me bullied my the IT's. Everyday at lunch The Cullen's and Hales and their friends Victoria and Laurent would pick on me.

I don't mean them calling me names, they certainly did that but this was full on abuse. The guys would drag me outside and pin me to a wall while the girls punched, slapped kicked and even bit me. I was physically and emotionally battered. This happened every lunch time for 2 years. From 11 years old till 13 I was beat up every day. Donatella, the leader, she was tall and blonde and absolutely stunning, she hated me and tortured me mercilesly she set my hair on fire, I had 3rd degree burns on my face and scalp. That's when I was pulled out and went to live with Gabriella, my mom.

I went through months of plastic surgery on my face so I could look normal. That's how I got into modelling. My new face is beautiful every feature is perfectly aligned and the huge bump on the bridge of my nose is gone. As are the braces and acne. I even got a beauty mark tattooed on above my right lip to signify a new life, a new me. I got hair extensions and my hair dyed, my hair is a lovely dark cherry red. Its my best feature apart from my face i'm told. I even changed my name from Bella to Aria.

I was spotted in the cue for Mc Donalds ( I know right) and I have just went from strength to strength. Modelling is my life. I may only be 16 but I am set. There is only one thing I need to do to complete myself.

It was the start of a new school year. I had barely any work until next summer, so I was going to visit my dad. Move back with him. I am going back to Forks.

You see I have turned every single part of my life around so that I am the winner and there is one battle left to fight. And dear god I will win it.

Forks blah blah blah......

It is so boring in this crappy little town. Its only the weekend, I start school on Monday. That meant I have 2 days to pick the perfect outfit for school on Monday. My car had finally arrived. My baby, I just learned to drive and I picked the best looking car I could find, a black and silver Bugatti Veyron 16.4. apparently the best car in the world. And it was to me.

Lucas, my dad had complained it was too conspicuous but I didn't care. It was the one thing that would keep me sane in this little town.

On Sunday night I finally picked my outfit.

My favourite acid washed Balmain jeans, a low cut black vest top with a waisted belt around my middle. The top showed my cleavage off to perfection and my jeans gave me the ass I never knew I had. But the piece de resistance was my shoes. My favourite Christian Louboutin's that I bought with my first paycheck. They are knee high boots and are swede and are fringed up-to my knee, and have a 5 inch heel. Oh and my Chloe padlock bag.

I got up on Monday and jumped in the shower, I was so stoked about going back to the little school, even though I had no friends I new I would make an impact. The familiar smell of my favourite strawberry shampoo filled my nostrils and calmed me a little. I rinsed my hair and jumped out the shower and quickly dried and moisturised. I put on my clothes and looker in the mirror. I looked hot. I decided to flat iron my hair. The red shone and glimmered when the light hit it, I loved the colour. Then I put on my make-up. I was going for sexy but natural, so a little foundation, bronzer on my cheekbones, mascara and eyeliner on top and bottom lash lines. When I was done I stood up, grabbed my bag and checked how I looked in the mirror. Yeah Donatella has nothing on me.

The best thing was no-one around here knew I was a model. . I usually wore a blonde wig when I was on the catwalk. I got into my car and stroked the steering wheel, this baby was going to be drooled over today. I sped off down the street, almost drifting around the corner. This car had so much power and sometimes frightened me but I knew how to work it. I turned into the school parking lot. I was the only one here, I knew I was early so I walked over to the admissions office.

Not a thing had changed, Mrs Cope sat behind her desk as per usual. When I walked in she looked up and did a double take.

''I'm Aria, Chief Swans daughter'' I smiled at her.

''Oh yes dear, I heard you were coming back. You are looking amazing.'' she simpered''here is your schedule, and enjoy your day''

''Thanks, its great to be back!'' and I truly meant that.

I walked out of the office and saw a silver Volvo and a red M3 beside my Bugatti. My heart stopped in my chest as I saw who was gathered around my car.

Donatella, Omar, Mia, Jean- Paul and Dante. They were staring at my car with an almost loving look in their eyes. I pulled myself together and sauntered over to them, praying I didn't fall over in these heels.

'' Hm Hmm.'' I cleared my throat and they all turned around '' I would really appreciate it if you didn't get any drool on my car. I just washed it yesterday'' I smiled a little at their dumbstruck faces when they looked at me.

'' And. You are?'' Donatella demanded.

'' I'm Aria. And you are?'' I said this as sweetly as I could manage.

'' Donatella'' she looked at me and when her eyes saw the pants I was wearing her jaw almost hit the floor.

'' Oh My God! Are those Balmain's?''

'' Yeah. Special edition pair only 3 pairs made in the world'' I told her in a smug voice.

'' But how did you get them?'' it was Mia that spoke this time.

'' I have my ways'' I laughed in their faces and walked over to my car and pulled my hand bag out of the front seat. I heard Mia gasp when she saw what bag I was carrying.

'' You like?'' I asked

'' Mia loves!'' she squeaked.

I chuckled without humour. And walked away from them, I looked over my shoulder whilst pressing the lock button on the keys for my car and I noted that they were all staring after me with their mouths open.

Yeah I am back. It was good that no-one here knew who I was. My dad is never home he works in Seattle most of the time so they cant trace me back to him. All day all eyes were on me. Everyone wanted to know who I was. A few guys in my year were brave and sat beside me. One guy called Mark never left my side all day, he was why I met Bianca and Audrina. I dont feel much for Bianca but Audrina is so lovely and kind. I found myself sitting beside her most of the time.

At lunch I was walking with Audrina when I saw the Cullen's going over to some poor kid. I realised with a shock what was going to happen, the girl was my age and looked similar to what I used to. I recognised her as Carmine. Her hair was bleached blond now. I watched as the guys dragged her outside. I followed them out the door.

'' Ughh you are so disgusting! Why do they let you interact with humans?'' Donatella spat in her face. I saw Carmine quiver and tears rolled down her face. I saw the barely healed cuts on her neck and arms from previous beatings. I was so angry that these asshole's would carry on their reign of terror even once I had gone. I watched as Omar held the girl by the throat to the wall. Mia stalked forward, she was so small I wondered how I had ever been frightened of her.

'' you are the ugliest person I have ever seen'' I watched as her tiny fist swung forward and cracked Carmine on the nose. She squealed and I jumped forward.

'' Let me correct that statement'' I snarled '' You lot are the ugliest people I have ever met in my life. You are nothing special and don't deserve to breathe the same air as this girl. No all of you bugger off before I do something that will muck up your pretty little faces''

Donatella looked like she could kill me whilst Omar and Dante stared open mouthed and Mia looked angry while Jean – Paul remained calm.

''Just who do you...'' Donatella began but I cut her off.

'' No that question should be relayed to you! You are a person just like this girl, nothing remotely spectacular! So get off your high horse and stop acting like a complete cow!'' I was so angry I could have kicked her.

But they all backed away, I looked at Dante, he was bloody gorgeous, the untidy bronze hair falling into his eyes, the striking green eyes twinkling in the light. I wasn't dazzled though I was too disgusted, but I was sure I saw a hint of remorse in those eyes.

I looked at Carmine and she thanked me and ran off. I felt a bit better now. As I walked into the dinning hall, I saw the Cullen's and their friends sitting at the same table they sat at all those years ago. They were all looking daggers at me, I gave them the biggest smile I could and winked at Omar to annoy Donatella. Omar's face was stunned when I did that and Donatella smacked his face, which just made me laugh. It was then I seen Carmine walking past their table, I watched in horror as I saw Laurent throw his soup and ice cream all over the girl.

I was going to have to take action to get them to stop. I walked over to Carmine and dragged her to the bathroom. She was about my size and I had a spare outfit with me today in-case they tried anything. I sat Carmine on the window sill.

'' It'll be okay don't worry. I have clothes here.'' I whispered to her.

'' I cant take your clothes'' she whimpered.

''Yess you can''

I pulled out last seasons Balmain jeans and told her to put them on, then I gave her a Dior vest top and a pair of Jimmy Choo heels. Once she was dressed I grabbed the right corner of the vest and tied it in a knot so it didn't look soo tight. The jeans needed rolled up but the shoes were perfect. I washed her hair in the sink and dried it under the hand dryer. Her hair was poker straight. I put a little foundation on her face and some mascara and eyeliner. The difference was amazing.

She looked in the mirror and smiled and hugged me. ''Thank you'' she sighed. I smiled and pulled her out the door with me. Everyone stopped and stared, the Cullen's and Hales looked furious, Donatella was almost smoking from the ears while Mia looked green with envy at the clothes Carmine now wore. I looked at them and sneered. I sat with Carmine from then on and Audrina sat with us too. I gave Carmine whatever clothes were too big for me so now she was fashionable. She also wants her hair red like mine but I told her it was my trademark and she should keep hers platinum. For 2 weeks I barely saw the Cullen's. The day I transferred from 6th period physics to biology was the day I could've slapped myself. Dante was in that class. And the only seat available was next to him.

The first day was horrible we kept glaring at each other. Now all that passes between us is biological terms and snide remarks.

I don't think they know who I am and for that I am glad.

A/N; So what did you think? If you don't like the names then give me some other suggestions! Id like to keep Donatella as Rosalie though. I had fun writing this and its something I have wanted to do for ages. So let me know what you think and if you want me to continue!

The songs going through my head when I wrote this was Lady Gaga Paper Gangster and What Ive Become by Ashlee Simpson.

What's your favourite name?