Complications Chapter 1: Back In Forks, a twilight fanfic

EPOV:

I crouched low, keeping my eyes locked on the mountain lion that lay just a few feet away, getting ready to attack. I had hunted the previous night, I wasn't really that hungry… or thirsty, whatever you wanna call it. I paused for a moment, letting my mind wander. Alice.

'I know she's keeping something from me, damn it! Every time I saw her, she starts shrieking some god awful Britney song as loud as her mental lungs allow, distracting me. Urgh!'

I bent my knees, getting ready to spring, when a heavenly scent entered my nostrils. It smelt like…Strawberries, and…something else. Something else I just couldn't put a name too. The sensation made my head whirl. Desire swept through me, and before I knew what was happening, I was off. I followed the scent, a growl escaping my chest as it grew stronger and stronger. The smell was insane, it was driving me mad! Closer and closer, I could feel it, smell it, taste it, whatever it was. The scent was maddening. As I drew closer and closer, I began to realise, that it, was long gone. But the scent still lingered here… how? How could something that had been gone for ages be powerful enough to leave a scent?

I glanced around. The forest was silent, telling me now secrets, giving me no hints as to were this 'it' was.

I took one last glance around me.

Until next time.

BPOV:

I rolled up into Charlie's yard, tears streaking down my face. The place brought back so many memories, it was unbelievable. I stumbled out of the truck, and gazed up at the place I used to call home. The fading white paint, the ivy that grew up the right side, the swing hanging from the apple tree. I wiped the tears away as I slowly walked up the yard. I stroked the key in my pocket. I hesitated outside the door, anxious of what awaited me inside. I took the key out of my pocket, and turned the lock.

Everything lay untouched, in place, just as we'd left it. I loved this place so much. It was the place I'd lived in since I was a little girl. I was gonna spend the rest of the summer here, and then go to Fork's High for a while. I just… needed some stability, and to be free from the guilt. Maybe, hopefully, Forks would give me that. Maybe if I spend time here, I'll be free. I'll be able to go where I want, when I want, with no one holding me back.

'You do have the rest of eternity y'know' I joked to myself.

'I don't know how I'm going to do this.'

I looked out of the bedroom window, into the street. I had to admit, Forks was growing on me. I had missed the cute houses, and the fact that everybody knew each other. It was like a soap opera. You'd see people passing in the street, saying hello, and stopping to chat.

Of course, I didn't.

I was on the side-lines, as if I was standing behind glass, looking in.

Of course, the unavoidable pain in the neck was the gossip. Everybody around here gossiped. That was the way it had always been.

I laughed for the first time in ages as I recalled the memory

"Just keep walking, Bella. I told myself. I wove in and out of crowded car park, avoiding peoples gaze, as I made my way to the tiny store: Draper Ville, the biggest grocery store in town. I could see people out of the corner of my eye whispering, and pointing at me. 'Oh crap'

'Huh' I sighed, as the electric doors opened in front of me. I practically ran through the store, rushing, anxious to get away from the curious stares I was getting.

I flew out the doorway and rushed over to the truck. As I was piling the bags in, something caught my eye. A silver Volvo. It was by far the flashest car around, all shiny and new-looking. My eyes focused on the driver. He was beautiful. He was sitting there, with his eyes closed, his head nodding slightly, probably to music. He had a pale, beautiful face, with a strange hair colour.

'Bronze. Wow, he's… he's just… wow. His face was perfect, as if sculpted by magic. Stop, Bella, Stop!'

I jerked myself out of my day dream, still practically drooling over this random stranger who could open his eyes at anytime.

I forced myself to look away before he caught me looking. I piled the rest of the stuff in, and bundled into the cab, allowing myself one last glance at the Adonis as I drove away."

School.

Tomorrow.

Oh crap.

I had totally spaced about that.

*End of flashback*

'I don't know anyone!' I wailed to myself. I looked out the window again, for about the millionth time since I'd gotten back from the store, but this time, strangely enough, something interesting was actually occurring in the outrageously remote town. A tall boy on a skateboard speeding down the hill, a grin spread across his face, as he sped down at a speed that surely wasn't legal.

'Xavier!' I hadn't actually meant to screech out loud. The window was open, and Xavier looked up, shocked, trying to figure who was calling his name. He glanced up at my window, and his eyes lit up.

'Bella' he cried out, surprised. I raced downstairs, out the door, and straight into Z's arms. (His name is Xavier, pronounced Zay-v-ier, so when you see Z, that's him )

'Bella, Bella' he laughed, as he swung me round.

'Xavier' I sighed, happy and content. He set me down on my feet, then scrutinized me, searching.

'Well, you've changed,' he said, still laughing lightly. 'How long has it been? 2, 3 years?'

'3 years.' I replied beaming at him.

Xavier was my best mate. 3 years ago, I met Xavier. He had just moved in across the road, and he was fifteen at the time. I said I was fifteen also. Because our family didn't really mix in with everybody else in town, Z was the only person I knew. I spent all summer with him. He taught me how to skateboard! Me! Then, after the accident, we moved away, and I never saw him again. Until now. Now I had my best friend back.

I beamed up at him.

'So,' he said, shifting his weight. He seemed kind of … awkward. 'So, where did you guys go?' He looked uncomfortable. I smiled, trying to get him to relax.

'Oh yeah, that. Yeah, well, Charlie was offered a job in…LA, and they said we had to move right away, so we just up and left. I'm really sorry about that, Z. I shouldn't have just ditched you like that. I should have kept in contact.' I sniffed, emotional at the mention of Charlie's name.

'Hey, hey, Bells! Don't cry, Aww please, don't worry. It's fine. Its fine. Anyways, I've got you back now. ' He winked at me, laughing still, trying to lighten the mood. I smiled back: I couldn't help it. This was the first time I'd been happy in over 3 yrs. It felt good.

Over the next few days, I spent all my time with Z. It just felt so good to be around him. Like the whole in my chest was finally being repaired. I had found my feet on the skateboard again. I actually rock! He quizzed me a couple of times, on a number of different things, like what was our new house like, and did I go to school, and where were Cory and Ash. I felt bad lying to him, but I had to protect him from the truth. I just made up random stuff about how they were working in LA, and I had come to finish my education here.

At least I wouldn't be totally on my own, I had Z.

This week had just been so amazing; I didn't want it to end. I hung out with Xavier all the time, him giving me the 411 on everything that'd happened while I was away.

'Yeah, y'know that Newton guy, complete poof, his family own that store just outside town? Yeah, well, when you left, for about 6 months, all he went on about was how you guys were such good friends and all this. I couldn't say anything, obviously, they' bombard me for weeks if they knew I had spoken to a member of the 'mysterious Swan' family.' I smiled at this. Not at the Mike bit of course, but that fact that everyone had been so interested in us, if they' known what we were really like, they'd run a mile. How ironic.

I began to feel warm inside again, something that I hadn't felt in years ever since I'd been hanging round with Z. I loved (a/n friendly love, for the moment :P ) the way hi eyes lit up whilst he was telling me a story, using his hands to draw pictures in the air. And the way he smiled sheepishly when he got embarrassed. It was….cute. He had changed so much during my absence. His skin had darkened slightly-how that happened in Forks I have no idea-, giving it a warm, inviting glow. His depthless blue eyes were always smiling, as were his lips. His blonde hair had got longer, and fell just above his eyes. He was amazing. He was Xavier, my best friend. He had kept my mind off the whole 'school' thing for the pat week, but, now I was starting to panic. What if they recognised the name, Bella Swan. Scrap the 'what if', I knew they would remember the name, and then would come the questions, and so, to protect myself, then would come the lies. Crap.

I began to feel slightly woozy at the thought of gossip-crazed teenagers, so I ignored the thought, and concentrated on the skate trick that Z was showing me. My long, DVS skateboard was going to be my mode of transport tomorrow, the truck was slow, and, it was easier to take detours on the board.

'So, Place you rear foot on the tip of the tail, like you would for an ollie, but slightly closer to the heelside, right?' He over at me, checking my stance.

'Yup, you got it. Right, now, your front foot should have the same angle as you normally would have it for a kickflip, but move it slightly inward, towards the middle of the board.' I shifted my foot, and looked back at him.

'K, now, just twist your body, yeah, that's good.' He caught my shoulders, and moved me slightly, till my body was at at 45 degree angle.

'Perfect, okay, now watch this, and then just do the same.'

He pushed off on his left foot, and jumped into position. I watched as he popped the back off the board, then with his front foot, went into do the kickflip, but at the last second he jumped upwards, caught the board with his hand, then slammed down with his back foot, and then landed perfectly.

'Wow, Z, that was really good.' I called to him, as he skated back over.

'Now lets see you try' he had a cheeky grin on his face.

' I bet,' I said slowly, 'I can get it in one.'

He smirked, and replied, 'You're on.'

'You should never bet against me, Xavier,' I tutted. 'You watch.'

'What ever, Swan' he smirked again, he obviously thought I couldn't do it. How wrong he was.

I put my right foot on the board, my left foot off.

'Look' was all I said, as I glanced over my shoulder, smirked, then pushed off.

I was flying down the hill, wind in my hair, I'd never felt so free. Then I remembered what I was supposed to be doing. I raised my back foot, and slammed on the board. I soared upwards, a grin stretched across my face.

Jump, grab, twist, slam, land.

My grin grew more pronounced as I landed, better than he'd done. I swiveled round, and locked eye with Xavier, His jaw was dropped, his eyes wide.

'Wha-what, what was that? It took me weeks, months, to get that right, and there you go, getting it in one. Woah, seriously. That's insane. You're insane. You rock, Bells.' He ran over, smiling at me, his eyes sparkling, and spun me round.

'Seriously though, that was the first time you did that?'

'Yup. I'm just to good.'

'That's, seriously, insane.' He breathed. Then he started laughing.

'Oh man, wait till the guys hear about this. I got beaten by a girl! Aww, man!'

I laughed along with him, happy.

Then I realized something. Tomorrow, school.

Crap.