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Chapter 1

"I can't stay here anymore Renee." I told my mother after a few minutes of rambling, trying to find the words to tell her. "Everyone looks at me at school, I can't stand the staring, everybody knows. I should have kept quiet. I can't sleep, I can't think, I can't find peace in Phoenix anymore, I need to go to forks."

"Bella, you hate forks. The rain and cold, it's such a dark place there, that's not going to help you." My loving mother said, trying to soothe me. This was the first time I was voicing my suffering, and the decision to leave caught her off guard. "Bella, the light will heal you better here, you can't runaway." My mother had done so much to help me, and her latest theory involved a healing light.

"But Mom, I need Charlie." I said, looking at the picture on the mantle of me and my father, avoiding her hurt eyes. It killed her to think she wasn't doing enough to help me. "I don't mean that I don't need you, but it's been a while. And maybe if I'm away from him."

She sat there in thought, and I took a seat on the sofa. The sound of the kitchen door slamming carelessly brought her back, Phil was home.

"mom?" I pleaded.

"Okay. You realize you're going to have to tell your father." She said, a stipulation for leaving her.

All my warm clothes were packed to move to Forks, Washington. Last time I was there I couldn't wait to come back here, I hated the rain and the cold there. But now I couldn't wait to leave, yes people would stare at me there but not with the same accusing eyes. Renee said "I love you" I don't know how many times when we said our goodbyes. That I was welcome to come home whenever I wanted, with a glimmer of hope in her face, not the kind that shown in her eyes.

Charlie picked me up from the airport, and we made it to his two bedroom home by early evening. I had to stop thinking of it as his, this was my home now. Relief flooded my body when I stepped out of the car into the cool, wet air of forks. For once, not missing the hot, crisp air of Phoenix.

"Dad, uh, can we talk tonight. I need to tell you the reason I wanted to come here." I said as we removed my luggage from the trunk of the cruiser. Telling the police chief was going to be hard. He would overreact, as Renee had. But there was nothing to be done about it. "It wasn't something I could tell you over the phone."

That night I told Charlie about the past year in Phoenix, the prom, the accusations, and the way they looked at me. Charlie reacted as expected, but he understood there was nothing to be done anymore, but to move on.

The Forks high school was much smaller than my old high school, I was thankful though that school I attended in Phoenix wasn't this size. I've heard kids could be so much more cruel with so few people to be cruel to. The first few periods went by in a blur, the students were nice and welcoming. One boy named Mike helped me find my classes and offered me a seat at his table for lunch.

"Everyone's really cool, we have all been expecting your arrival. They have tons of questions for you, so it won't be too awkward to sit with a bunch of strangers."

"I'm not good at conversation." Mike smirked at my stupid reply.

"You'll be fine, just answer their questions and they'll be satisfied. It's not often we get new kids here." he said, "look there's the table, you want to get food first?" He offered to take me through the line, even though he already had a bag of food with him.

"I'm not hungry, I had a big breakfast." I answered. Skipping meals became a habit in Phoenix, I would usually retire to the library at lunch. It was my sanctuary. I immersed myself in books, they stories written on paper were my vice, my escape from my reality.

"hey, you must be Bella!" An unusually tan, the sun NEVER came out in forks, girl with curly brown hair voiced as Mike and I approached the table. "I'm Jessica. Jessica Stanley."

"And that's Angela, Ben, Eric and Tyler." Mike introduced me to the table full of all juniors. They were very welcoming, they didn't look at me with pity or accusations.

"What brings you to Forks?" Ben asked after I sat down. "you like the depressing rain over the brilliant sun."

"I began to take the sun for granted in Phoenix, my mother punished me by exiling me here, said the rain would make me appreciate the warm welcoming sun." I lied, better than normally because I practiced that line the night before. The real reason would not be known to the people of Forks.

"Hah, that's funny. I wish my parents would exile me to somewhere like Hawaii, I would love to visit a nice tropical beach, let alone live there!" Jessica said.

That's when I first saw them. My new friends, or acquaintances I guess, told me they were the Cullens. They were all painfully beautiful. The blonde Rosalie and Emmett came in first. An "item" Eric told me. Emmett was huge, scary huge. You could see his clothes hugging his muscles, every muscle dramatically had been overworked. He wasn't a football player, Angela told me when I asked, though the coach wanted him to play. The coach said he would have been great on their lacking defense. I met eyes with Rosalie, and I saw something in them. Like I could see into her soul, there was pain. It was a look I saw in my own eyes when I looked in the mirror. Her stare held onto mine as if she was seeing the same thing, then her brows furrowed and her devastatingly gorgeous face looked away.

Alice and Jasper were next. Alice danced around Jasper, and he playfully grabbed for her. They were so adorable together, it reminded me of something I once knew, back in Arizona. I looked away from them, unable to bear the playful lovers. Then he came in. Edward Cullen. He was singled out because he was the "fifth wheel" as Jessica had put it. I looked away as soon as I felt the tingling you get from attraction. I could not afford that sensation in Forks, nothing good would come from that.

Lunch past rather quickly. Angela and Jessica questioned me about Phoenix, my old school, my friends, old romances. I was glad when the bell rang when they asked about my love life. Mike walked me to our Biology class, he said it was pretty full and he already had a lab partner so he couldn't sit me, I was okay with that but didn't let it on to him. The room was a typical science room, rows of two seater black topper tables. Various stuffed animals along the shelves between the numerous text books and plenty of microscopes, beakers, and Bunson burners galore as well. There was one seat available, Mr. Banner said, and he directed me towards it. I went and sat down at the table. I placed myself in the seat the was right next to the window, I would be looked out the window a lot. When I looked up to find a clock was when I saw him come to sit next to me.

"Isabella, it's a bit stuffy in here will you open that window next to you." Mr. Banner called from the front of the room, he was busy collecting the previous days homework. I obeyed Mr. Banner and attempted to open the window. It wouldn't budge.

"Here, let me get that." A soothing voice said from behind me. Edward Cullen reached over me, smiling, and opened the window with ease. Then something changed. The open window did it's job, allowing a cool breeze in to the stuffy room. Edward was no longer smiling, he didn't even look at me as he took his seat. His hands were clenched in to hard fists, his face paler than normal, the hatred or anger emanated from his body in a tangible way.

The rest of the class he remained that way. It didn't come as a surprise to me that someone here would find me at fault for something. But really, because I couldn't open a window that was so obviously easy to open? Maybe I should have had lunch, and breakfast. Maybe even dinner last night. He did look at me once, and the furious eyes were frightening, and hard. I shook it off after he turned away. I was used to people not liking people, why should it be different here. At least there was just him, well his family might too. But I could deal with that. I could tell with an insignificant boy named Edward hating me, it was a good thing. Just as along as I didn't have to look into the eyes that haunted me in Phoenix ever again.