Disclaimer: I own nothing in relation to twilight.
Preface
Hello. My name is Bella. Three years ago I boarded a plane from Phoenix, Arizona to visit my father in Forks, Washington. This is my story.
As a new teen, I really have next to no control over my life, so I was again taking the dreaded journey back to that awful, sunless city with a permanent rain cloud hanging over it. However this year, I get to stay for the whole school year. This is because my mom and Charlie, sorry "dad", had arranged that I would live with my mother for the whole year and visit him for a month during the summer, but when I became a teenager they would share me every other year with the same sort of arrangement. For me this is completely unfair. I have all my friends in Phoenix and I am positive I will die from sun deprivation. So, does anyone listen to me? No, simple because I am a kid regardless of the fact I hate being passed around and shared like a doll. My parents are as stubborn as mules.
And so, stepping onto the plane, I am as miserable as possible, though it is pretty cool my mom doesn't have to come on the plane with me this year. I turned up my iPod and got comfortable. About halfway of the five hour flight I think I fell asleep, because the next thing I know is the pilot saying,
"We'll be arriving in Port Angeles in ten minutes folks so please find you seats and fasten your seat belts."
This was news to me so I attempted to stay awake by watching out the window. Opening the window-shade I groaned. It was already raining.