*A/N: Hi! I'm The BlakRoz. I know a lot of you still like the story the way it is, but I will be changing a few things. But the vast majority of the story will remain the same. Enjoy!

Here's a bit of info as explanation...
Bella's human
The Cullen's are vampires
Edward can't hear Bella's thoughts, he's not attracted to her blood, and he's much more accepting of vampire lifestyle (he's a little OOC, I guess, but it suits!)
Jacob Black is Bella's cousin.
Rosalie is more accepting of a human, making her a little OOC
There are no CURRENT Quileute werewolves, although they have existed in the past, and they will NOT show up in this story...well, not unless I change my mind!

Apart from that, it's all good XD

And here's the full summary...

Bella is living a double life. She isn't just shy Bella Swan, she's sassy Grace Fuller, teen rock star. But Renée would prefer Bella completely become Grace, completely forget about her true identity. After a terrible argument, after Bella's cousin's death, she decides that there is no way she will stay. How can she, when her mother doesn't even know her real name?

Charlie, in Forks, gladly accepts his daughter for who she is and she moves in with him, to live a normal life for a change. She has to keep Grace a secret, but can she with the amazing Cullen family there?

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight.

Forks

I gave a happy, grateful sigh as I looked out my window, relieved to be so far away from the blistering heat of Phoenix and the just-as-uncomfortable pleadings of my mother to let go of my 'other' identity – not my false one, but my real one. My own mom wants me to forget I was ever Bella Swan and become Grace Fuller, the sexy, sassy, pierced, confident, stand-out-in-a-crowd teen rock sensation that was my other persona. Nothing like Miley Cyrus and her idiotic 'Hannah Montana' stuff. I absolutely despised Miley with all my being, for being such a slut and such a fake. No, I am nothing like her. I am purely focused on my music and what it means to me. What it means to me, Isabella Swan, the quiet, shy, book-loving girl with a talent for music and a few piercings that aren't in my ears.

Unfortunately, Mom wants me to be sexy little Grace, so I moved to Forks to live with my dad, Charlie, after a huge argument with Renée, and here I was, contemplating the idea of forgetting about Grace Fuller forever.

I couldn't, though. Grace Fuller was Bella Swan, and vice versa. Until Bella Swan became someone else, someone different, I was Isabella Marie Swan, the shy new girl in town, and Grace Fuller, singing sensation.

This could be a tough year.

In the morning I dressed the way I usually did; black skinny jeans, dark blue blouse, and my trusty black Converse. I wore small gold studs in all my piercings when I slept, but now I changed the nose stud for a small sapphire star, the belly-bar for a silver and sapphire dragonfly, and the studs in my ears for silver hoops in various sizes, with another sapphire star in the piercing in the curve of my ear. A silver choker with dangling sapphire teardrops went around my neck, and I braided my brown hair quickly. Looking in my mirror, I was satisfied with who I saw. Not Isabella Swan, nor Grace Fuller, but Bella Swan, a combination of the two. Satisfied, I grabbed my black leather motorcycle jacket and hurried out of my bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. I swooped down to kiss Charlie on the cheek, happier than I had been in ages.

"Hey Dad," I said happily, sitting and grabbing an apple as he flushed at my display of affection.

"Hey Bells," he smiled. "You look better than you did yesterday."

"Thanks Dad," I smiled back. "I'm so glad you could take me in." He beamed as he stood, leaning over to kiss my forehead.

"I'm so proud of you, Bells. And you're always welcome," he said softly. I smiled and hugged him tightly.

"Thanks Daddy," I mumbled, and waved goodbye as he headed out the door. Smiling widely still, I finished my apple and headed outside to my black Ducati 12 motorcycle. Time for school.

I pulled into the parking lot and into the only motorcycle space just as a silver Volvo pulled into the car parking space beside it. I pulled off my helmet and pulled out my braid, shaking out my wavy hair as I discreetly observed the people inside. They looked better than supermodels, and I had met Tyra Banks, Megan Gale, Jennifer Hawkins, and others. I stowed my helmet in my seat, then remembered that I'd left my phone at home as I pulled my bag from the compartment.

"Shit. Just what I need," I muttered, patting my pockets in the hope it was there. Then I sighed when I found it in my jeans pocket. "There you are," I murmured, pulling it out to see a new message from my mother. I frowned, shoving it back in my pocket instead of reading the message. Humming my newly-written song about my deceased cousin, Jacob, I pulled off my gloves and shoved them in my bag, then jumped when a high voice spoke from behind me.

"Hi! I'm Alice," the voice said cheerily, and I turned to see a small, pixie-like black-haired girl behind me with a huge smile across her perfect features. She was one of the ones from the Volvo.

"Bella," I said softly, holding out my hand to her with a small smile. Alice took my hand, and I noticed it was extremely cold. Poor circulation, maybe?

"Nice to meet you!" Alice chirped. I guessed she was in a permanent state of hyperactivity. "This is my brother Emmett and his girlfriend Rosalie," she continued, and the gorgeous blonde girl smiled at me as the huge bear-like brunette man beside her grinned mischievously.

"Hi," I murmured.

"This is Jasper," Alice continued, as if I hadn't spoken. "Rosalie's twin and my boyfriend…and this is my other brother, Edward," she finished, still beaming. The blonde boy smiled in greeting, and the bronze-haired boy who had been driving the Volvo smiled a gorgeous crooked smile at me. I smiled back almost automatically. It had been so long since anyone besides Charlie or Seth had smiled at me with genuine happiness.

"It's nice to meet all of you," I said honestly, leaning back against my motorcycle. Then I realised I had no clue where anything was. "Um…could you point me in the direction of the office?" All five laughed musically, making me blush a little, before Alice smiled at me again.

"Edward can show you!" she sang, grabbing Jasper's arm and starting to tow him off with Emmett and Rosalie right behind them. "See you at lunch!"

I stared after her, shocked, and noticed Edward was shaking his head slowly with that gorgeous crooked smile on his face from the corner of my eye. I turned to look at him, confusion written all over my face, but then schooled my expression at his amused eyes.

"Can I say hyperactive?" I asked dryly, making him laugh aloud.

"Alice can be a little…exuberant," he chuckled. It was the most musical, amazing laugh I had ever heard. "Got all your things? The office is this way," he added when I nodded. I slung my bag over my shoulder and followed, begging myself not to trip.

No such luck. Just as Edward stopped to open the door to the office, I tripped over my own feet and started to fall. I closed my eyes, expecting to hit the ground, when two stone-cold and steel-strong arms wrapped around my waist and halted my fall. I opened my eyes to find that Edward had caught me, and blushed as he set me upright again.

"Thanks," I mumbled, mortified. He just smiled that crooked smile at me again.

"No problem. This is the office, by the way," he said smoothly, and I stepped past him into the office as my blush faded, grateful he hadn't laughed at me or teased me.

The secretary at the desk looked up when I approached, and a smile spread across her face.

"Hello, dear," she said welcomingly, and I smiled back. She was so kind…

"Hi, I'm Bella Swan, Charlie's daughter," I informed her, and understanding lit up her face. It was only then I realised she was wearing a Grace Fuller shirt. Oh, shit…

"Bella! It's so nice to meet you, dear. Here's your schedule…" she trailed off and peered up at my face. "Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

"I'm fine," I lied, making myself smile. "Sorry, I was just remembering something. Is this all I need?" I asked, diverting the topic quickly. She smiled and nodded. "Thanks."

"You're quite welcome, my dear. Enjoy your day," she called after me as I left the room quickly.

Once outside, I leant up against the wall, rubbing my temples and trying to calm my breathing. It's okay, I chanted mentally, no one will recognise you. It's okay…

"Are you alright, Bella?" a smooth, velvety, musical voice asked from just beside me, making me jump. I opened my eyes quickly.

"I'm fine," I managed, then sighed. "It's so strange seeing her on someone's shirt," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else. Edward gave me a look.

"You know Grace Fuller?" he asked softly. I bit my lip, then nodded.

"I kinda grew up with her. It's unnerving," I said honestly. He chuckled.

"I can understand that. Just don't let Alice know, or she'll be bombarding you with questions. She's a huge fan," he said quietly. I felt strangely happy that one of my first acquaintances in Forks was a fan of my alter-ego.

"Thanks for the warning," I smiled. He smiled back.

"So what are your classes?" he asked, changing the topic. I silently handed him my timetable. He looked it over, then smiled. "You have all your classes with me, and Alice is in our Gym class," he informed me. "So you won't need to worry about a guide today," he smirked. I smiled.

"Thanks, Edward. That's really nice of you."

"No problem," he grinned, waving it off. "Come on, English is this way."