Hey everyone! Heres another fanfiction from me again. Check out my other storyy! :D! I promise to update as soon as I can. I'll do my best. Sometimes I have a writers block so I don't get to update right away like I want to. ANYWAY. ENOUGH with my rambling.

Chapter 1: The Question

My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I'm from Phoenix, Arizona. My best friend is named Alice Cullen. She's has a secret that I can't tell you, but maybe you'll find out. She's everything to me. She's helped me through my break ups, through my stages, through everything. I live in Forks, Washington all my life, well sorta.

My mother and her husband (new) decided to leave me at my fathers doorstep when I was 3. I've lived here in Forks ever since. I found out Alice's secret when I was 13, that's when I meant them. The Cullens. They can see, like you and I, they can feel, touch, kiss, breath, almost everything like you and I. They just have enhanced abilities.

It's the first day of school. I'm now 17, my junior year. Alice comes over everyday to get me ready for school, expect for the days when she doesn't go. Today, is not one of those days.

"BELLLLA!" I hear screaming from downstairs, knowing Charlie (my father) is awake and Alice is here.

"Come upstairs Alice, I'm awake." I say.

I don't hear her coming up the stairs and I go back to my daily routine of getting ready for school.

"What are you wearing today, Bella?" I jumped, as Alice said that.

"Jeans, shoes, a shirt, and a sweatshirt." I said, looking at her with that look of, don't make me dress up.

"Nope, you're wearing something else. I've picked it out for you and you just LOVE it!" She giggled and handed me a box.

I sighed, opened it, inside there was a pair of black skinny jeans, a vest, & a short sleeve dress shirt. I do love it, honestly.

"What, no matching shoes?" I said, jokingly.

"What am I new at this, do you expect me to show up here with NO matching shoes! Of course I brought matching shoes silly! Now go get a shower and get dressed before we are late!" She skipped out of the room and down the stairs.

I laughed. She was honestly, my favorite person in the world.

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