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A/N: Special thanks to TwilightObsessedOECD and seventeenforeverandever for helping me write this story. All human. So, this is my third story. Bella is very out of character. You'll have to read to find out. So, I know this has probably been done before, but, this came to me the other night, just before bed. Here's the result. I'll try to make this one a little longer than my first two were. All have their same abilities. The Quilleute Indians do not exist. The people are just random people around. Some from Bella's original home, some from Forks.

CHAPTER 1- WELCOME HOME BELLA

Bella got ready to leave that morning. She dressed in her black jeans, skin tight black shirt, and black hoodie. No, she wasn't goth, she just dressed with her moods. And, most days, she wasn't happy, so she dressed in black.

Today was the day she was to be moving in with her new family. The Cullens. This was the third time this year, so far, that she was being switched out of a foster home and put into another. It was getting old. She was almost too old for it. She would be eighteen in two months' time.

She packed what little belongings she owned and went downstairs, waiting for someone to take her to her new, temporary, home.

When she arrived, the first thing she saw was a huge mansion. It was the most beautiful house she had ever seen. But, the only thing that ran through her mind was, Great. Rich. Their kids must be spoiled, pompous jerks.

She got out of the car and walked up to the door with the social worker. She put the hood up on her hoodie. The social worker knocked on the door and a young woman with short black hair opened the door.
"Ah. You must be Alice." said the social worker.
"Yes."
"This is Bella."
"Hi Bella. Welcome home. Come in. We should go shopping tomorrow. That would be so much fun!" Bella glared at her from under her hood, and the hyper girl quieted instantly. Bella walked into the house with her bag over her shoulder staring at the floor uncomfortably. Everyone in the house stood and walked over to Bella. She shrunk back against the wall slightly, as they all closed in around her.
"Hello. You must be Bella. Oh, it's so wonderful to meet you dear. I'm sure you'll grow to love our home. I'm Esme." Bella nodded her head at the woman who had spoken, finally looking up.
"Hello. I'm Carlisle." Again, Bella nodded, but did not speak. She glanced at the two boys standing there, that had yet to speak. The big, strong looking one walked up to Bella, and wrapped her in a huge bear hug. A look of shock and slight fear crossed over Bella's face.
"I'm Emmett." he said, still squeezing the life out of Bella.
"Emmett, let her go. Maybe that wasn't such the best plan." said the, as of yet, unnamed boy. Emmett put Bella down and backed away.
"I'm Edward." Bella nodded at him, then averted her gaze. She stared at the floor.
"Well, let's show you to your room, shall we?" said the woman, Esme. Bella grabbed her stuff and followed Esme up the flight of stairs. It felt like they had walked forever when they finally reached the third floor. Esme opened one of the many doors on that floor and led Bella inside. Her room was the third door on the right.
"This is your room." Bella put her bag down on the bed and looked around the room. Everything was in different shades of blue. Bella really liked it.
"Well, I'll just leave you to it then. Come back down whenever you're ready dear." Bella nodded and began to slowly unpack her very few belongings.

After a few minutes, she walked back downstairs. The only ones left in the living room were Carlisle, Esme and Edward.
"I'm going for a smoke." she said, as she exited the house, and went onto the porch. She reached into her pocket and took out a cigarette and a lighter.

She hadn't taken but two drags from her cigarette, when someone opened the door and came outside.
"That isn't a very healthy habit, you know." It was Edward.
"I don't need a pep talk. I know what it can lead to."
"I was just merely making a statement."
"I suppose you're going to tell me off when I tell you I drink a lot, as well?"
"No." Bella laughed, humorlessly.
"You'd be the first." Edward was about to speak again when a red BMW pulled up in the driveway.
"Who the fuck is that?"
"That's Rosalie and Jasper Hale. Twins. They're dating Emmett and Alice." The two blonde twins got out of the car and walked up to the porch where Bella and Edward now stood.
"You must be Bella. It's nice to finally meet you." The guy, she was assuming he was Jasper, said. Bella nodded and blew out a puff of smoke.
"You know, that's not-" began Rosalie.
"Save it blondie." Bella told her. Rosalie gave her a dirty look and the two went inside.
"Stupid, fake, whore." Bella muttered as soon as the door was shut. Edward laughed softly.
"Give her a chance. She's not that bad." Bella rolled her eyes and threw the cigarette on the ground. It went out.
"Yeah. I'm sure." Bella said, sarcastically.
"Come on. Let's go inside. Mom and Dad will probably be looking for you soon for some reason or another, and Alice will be looking to bother you about shopping with her, if she hasn't done so already."
"Terrific." Bella said sarcastically. Then she turned serious. "Edward, don't warm up to me too much. Don't get too attached."
"Why?"
"I won't be here very long."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't last very long in any of the homes I stay in. I'm usually thrown out and taken back to the agency within a few months. If I'm lucky enough to stay that long."
"Why?"
"I'm not a good girl. I do what I want. Most people don't like that. So, they don't want me to stick around for too long."
"I'm sure this is going to be different. My parents are very patient people."
"They won't be. Trust me. I guarantee by this weekend I will have fucked up somehow."
"I doubt that."
"It'll probably be my language. They won't like it very much. And my drinking and smoking. One of those will make them give up and send me back to the agency. Again."
"Let's just go inside. You'll see." Bella and Edward walked into the house and Edward joined everyone in the living room. Bella stood there awkwardly.

"Bella?" Carlisle said. Bella looked at him. "Why don't you come and join us. We'd like to get to know you better." Bella sat down awkwardly in between Carlisle and Esme.
"So, Bella. You smoke?" said Esme. Bella just nodded.
"How long?" asked Carlisle. Bella shrugged.
"A while."
"You seem very shy. Closed in. Reserved." Bella shrugged again, not bothering to reply this time.
"Bella seems to be under the impression that she won't be here very long." Edward said to his parents. Bella glared at him. He just smiled.
"Why's that Bella?"
"I-um- just because." she said lamely. She stared at Edward, as if saying, 'Don't you dare say anything.' He just smiled and opened his mouth to speak again.
"She's afraid that you won't want to put up with her when you find out stuff about her." Bella threw him a death glare. "You don't scare me, Bella."
"What sort of stuff, Edward?"
"That she smokes, which you already knew. And, she drinks."
"Oh Bella!"
"And, she's been moved around a lot lately because of that. And, she thinks we'll be the same way. Get tired of her after a while and then just dump her."
"Bella, how many families have you been with so far?"
"In how long?"
"The past month? The past year?"
"The past month, you are the second family, obviously. This past year, you are my third."
"Three families already? It's only two months into the year! You poor thing."
"Well, okay, time for a lighter subject for a while, I think." said Carlisle. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"When do I start school, Mr. Cullen?"
"Call me Carlisle. And, I was hoping that you would be okay to start tomorrow. We figured since you were coming first thing this morning, that you would be all settled in and would be okay to start tomorrow."
"That's fine, Carlisle."
"Bella?" asked Alice.
"Yeah."
"What color is your hair? You've been wearing that hood so we haven't been able to see your hair." Bella reached up and slowly removed her hood, to reveal her semi-wavy brown hair.
"Bella, it's so pretty. Why do you hide it?" asked Rosalie, forgetting about hating Bella, as she had moments ago.
"Cause I'm more comfortable with my hood up." Bella put her hood back up and stayed quiet for a while.

"Bella, you must be exhausted. Why don't you go take a nap for a while?"
"Thank you Mrs.--"
"Esme, dear."
"Thanks, Esme." Bella went upstairs to her room and sat down on the bed.

The next day, Bella was woken abruptly by the light going on in her room. She groaned and put the pillow over her eyes.
"Bella, come on. You gotta get up. We gotta get ready for school."
"What time is it, Alice?"
"4:30 in the morning." Alice said all too happily.
"4:30?! Why the hell did you wake me up so early?!" Bella said, annoyed.
"We have to get you ready for your first day."
"WE?! CAN'T I GET READY MYSELF?"
"Well, I mean, yeah. Of course you can, Bella. I just thought I'd help. You want to look good for your first day, don't you?" A chuckle came from in the doorway. Edward walked in the room.
"Is she ALWAYS up this early?" Bella asked Edward.
"Yes. She is. Alice, why don't we let Bella sleep in a little longer today, and let her dress herself. You can do it some other day. When she's more comfortable here."
"Okay. Sorry for disturbing you, Bella."
"It's okay, Alice."
"We have to be at school by 8:00. What time do you want us to wake you up?"
"6:30 is fine, Alice. Thank you."
"Okay. Bye."

At 6:30, Esme came in and shook Bella lightly.
"Bella, dear. It's 6:30. You wanted to get up now. Come on. You gotta get ready." Bella groaned, but got up and went into the bathroom that was attached to her room. She showered quickly and then dressed. Black again today. She wore a long sleeved shirt and a black hoodie. She also wore dark blue, almost black, skin tight jeans. She put her black flats, which had heart and skull patterns, on last. She brushed her hair and teeth, then went downstairs to eat breakfast.
"You can ride with me today, Bella." Edward said. Bella nodded. She had the hood of her hoodie back up over her head.
"You know, they probably won't let you wear that hood up all day. You'd have to be a real charmer to get them to allow that." said Emmett.
"I think I'll manage." Bella finished eating and grabbed her bag.

School was hell. Bella got lost four times on her way to her first period alone. Then there were all the boys. They were a nightmare.

There was this one that particularly irked Bella the most.
"Hey, baby. So I'll see you Friday, right? Dinner and a movie. Then maybe back to my place for a little fun?"
"Get away from me."
"Don't be like that, honey."
"I am NOT going to go out with you."
"Come on, doll. Just one date."
"What do you not get about no?"
"Just one date." Mike Newton persisted. Bella couldn't take it anymore. She punched him in the jaw right then. He dropped to the ground. He was unconcious.
"Oh shit. What did I do?" Bella mumbled to myself. At that point, many things happened at once. Everyone in the hallway froze. Edward came around the corner and saw Mike laying on the ground out cold, and Bella standing there looking nervous.
"Bella." He picked up his pace and little bit and made his way to Bella to see what had just happened. At the same time, a teacher came around the opposite, closer corner.
"Isabella Swan. Office. Now."
"Call Carlisle." Bella managed to get out, before the teacher grabbed her by the back of her jacket and dragged her toward the office.

Bella sat down in a seat to wait for the principal to see her while the teacher told him what he thought had happened in the hallway.

The principal called her into the office.
"Sit." he said. Bella did so without hesitation. She was used to getting into trouble, and knew it was best to just follow through with an order, instead of fighting it. "Well, what happened, Swan?"
"I lost my temper."
"And you punched Newton in the face?"
"He was annoying me and wouldn't leave me alone."
"And that justified punching him in the face?"
"No, but I did it."
"Well, let me call Dr. Cullen and let him know what happened. He can come and pick you up. You'll be suspended for three days. Suspended on your first day, Ms. Swan. Not a very good first impression. Think better of your actions next time. Now, go sit out in the office and wait for Dr. Cullen to get here. See you next week Ms. Swan."