(A/N I know what your thinking: "She's starting another story, when she's lacking on updating the ones she's already doing." Don't stress, I have a plan. I'm starting on this one, but I already have more chapters done on my computer for the others. All of my stories are about to get more juicy! Yay! I love advise and I love suggestions.)

The Only Thing

Chapter 1: First Sight

What is love? A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. To me it's an angry bitter monster waiting to eat you alive till you have nothing left…just my opinion. My parents did a great job raising me - constantly yanking me around because they could never agree on anything. See, my parents are divorced. My mother left my father and didn't bother to tell him that she was having his baby. I didn't have a father for the first three years of my life. Then Charlie figured out I existed and things didn't get better at all. They went to court and fought for custody. They ended up getting joint custody. My life has consisted of the two of them fighting every day about god knows what.

They weren't always that way. They used to be so lovey-dovey…or so I heard. They used to not be able to leave each others side - now they can't be on the same side of the country. If my parents couldn't make it in this world then love doesn't exist. Love is simply lust. That's all. I've never had a boyfriend and I'm sixteen. I'm not a mean person, I'm actually very good at suppressing life and putting my happy mask on. I just don't want to deal with having a distraction. I really want to focus on becoming a writer. I love to write. I've been writing stories since I was seven. It was and is how I cope with my harsh world. I play guitar also, and write songs. I had to self teach myself. My parents were too busy biting each others heads off to care about me or what I wanted to do. I'm not even sure if I love my parents. The only thing I know about them is that they hate each other. I certainly won't be living near them when I'm eighteen. I want to live in an apartment by my college.

"I could get a job if I wanted one! At least I'm not a lazy ass like you!" Right on cue. Fighting on the phone again.

"It will not be sunny in Forks tomorrow…yeah well I checked the weather channel and it said dreary rain as usual. God it's so depressing there. Bella is going to beg me to come back here after a week." And then they fight about something completely mundane, and then they talk about me as if I weren't sitting right here.

"Mom?"

"I don't think so!"

"Mom?"

"No your not! I am!"

"Mom?!" She looked up at me surprised. She sighed.

"I've got to go. We'll talk about it later." Then she hung up, and looked up at me.

"It's time to go to school." She cocked her head to the side. I sighed.

"Your know…I had to sell my car for money, because you couldn't find a job. I need a ride to school please?" She nodded and grabbed her keys. This was my last day at Phoenix High School. I was leaving to Forks, Washington to live with my dad till I was eighteen, then I'll leave everything behind and start over. I was leaving in two days, and my mom put on a sad face but I knew it was like having a big weight lifted off her shoulders. She never talked to me, she went out on dates every night. She left me here by myself every single night. Then she would wake me up in the middle of the night when she got home…inviting her date inside.

I picked up me jacket, not that I need it Phoenix, and made my way to the car.

(Two days later - Bella is starting in Forks High School)

EPOV

"No, Alice. Not this year, and not the next." I felt bad for being so blunt with my sister. I couldn't go back to Chicago. I could never go back. I couldn't see my parents disappointed stares. I'm sure the people of Chicago would hang me if I ever showed there.

"Edward, it was three years ago. You can't run forever. We miss you, and we know you don't want to be a teacher in Forks", she said the last part with disgust - she hated Forks. 'It didn't have a enough spark for her' I snorted.

"You say that every time. I can't come back Alice. I'm sorry, I just can't. Please try to understand. Come visit me here. And JUST YOU. Don't bring anyone else please?" she didn't say anything for a minute.

"Dad will understand-"

"No. He won't. I have to go, class is starting in a few seconds. I have to file papers for a new student. Bye sister." Then I hung up before she could protest. I loved my sister. She was the only one that stayed by my side when…it happened. She is the only one from my family that I will talk to. I feel bad for not talking to Emmett though. We were always so close before everything went up in flames. The bell rang and my first period class students started filing in. I took the paper work for my new student of my desk and looked at it.

Name: Isabella Marie Swan

DOB (Date Of Birth): September 13, 1992

Parents: Father: Charlie Allan Swan Mother: Renee Nicole Dwyer

Current living situation: Living with her father, Police Chief Charlie Swan. Parents are divorced.

Health Concerns: Deathly allergic to certain pain medications, and any type of nut. She also has a low immune system and can become very ill easily.

The list of info rolled on. I felt bad that she had some serious health problems. So did Jasper for a while when he and his sister Rosalie first came to live with us. They both came to live with us when they were 13 - they're twins. Their parents were drug lords and neglected their kids - leaving their children at home by themselves for days at a time without any notice or food. Carlisle adopted them into our family. Before I get to far into it, I had better stop. I have to start class.

"Alright everyone. Get your notebooks out and copy these notes from the board."

BPOV

I sighed as I stepped out of my father's police cruiser. Great now everyone will be afraid to come near the Chief of Police's daughter. I was already late, going in during second period. As I went to walk away Charlie grabbed my hand.

"Please be home on time. I want to show you something."

"Okay Charlie." I didn't even bother putting in a façade and calling him 'dad'. He grimaced and nodded. I went into the ugly brick building. I looked for the office, so I could grab my schedule. Everyone stared at me…great. I looked around for at least five minutes and couldn't find the office.

"You lost?" I turned around and came face to face with a pixie. She was beautiful. Her hair was black spikes - standing out in every direction - creating a halo around her head. She had smooth, white skin, and a friendly smile.

"Um, yeah. Do you know where-"

"The office is? It's right around the corner from here. I'll show you." She took my arm and lead me around the corner and down the hallway.

"This may be a small school, but it's sometimes impossible to find where you need to go. The have the office and the back of the building, which doesn't make much sense, since offices are usually in the front. Oh well. I'm Alice. Your Isabella Swan right?" I looked at her confused.

"Everyone's talking about you…and me I guess. I'm new today too. Though I come here all the time because my brother's a teacher here. He doesn't necessarily know I'm here. He'll be so happy to see me!" She gushed. I laughed.

"It's very nice to meet you Alice. Thank you for showing me to the office."

She bounced forward and kissed me cheek.

"Were going to be best friends!" Then she turned around and started skipping down the hallway. I cocked me head to the side. She was so happy, I couldn't comprehend it. I was interrupted when the door to the office swung open and knocked me to the ground.

"Ow!"

Okay, who's the ass hole who just gave me a concussion on my first day? A male hand extended down to me. My eyes traveled up the hand, to the arm, and to the face. He was an Adonis. He had bronze hair that was in a style I remember being called 'casual disarray'. His jaw line was chiseled and very defined. His eyes were a startling green. As I looked into his eyes it was almost as if I were looking into his soul. His eyes were bright with…adoration? That's what it looked like anyway.

"I'm so sorry dear. Are you okay?" I nodded. He helped me up but when I was up he still had a firm grip on my hand. I peered down confusedly at our hands. He smiled crookedly and dropped my hand.

"What's you name? I don't think I've seen you around school." I shook my head.

"I guess you wouldn't have. I'm new today. My name's Isabella Swan." His smiled grew.

"Well Miss. Swan, you have my class. I will see you last period."

"Oh, what class do we have together?" He laughed.

"Do I not look 26? I'm actually the teacher of the English class. It's a pleasure to meet you Miss. Swan." He smiled at me once more before jogging down the hallway. Three words for you: I'm. In. Trouble.

EPOV

The bell rang and everyone shot up out of their seats and were out the door in a flash. I sighed and grabbed Isabella Swan's papers to take to the office.

I handed the packet to Mrs. Cope and turned to walk out the door. I pushed to open and heard a loud 'Ow' outside the door. As I looked down I came face to face with the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. She had brown hair with tints of red. Her hair was in natural waves across her shoulders and down her back. Her skin looked like porcelain - so smooth and soft. She had the most captivating eyes, they were milk chocolate, they seemed bottomless. As I looked into them I felt a zing of electricity. What kind of idiot of am I to flatten her with the door. I reached my hand to her to help her up, though I had an ulterior motive. I wanted to see if her skin was as soft as it appeared. As her hand came in contact of mine, I felt another zing of electricity. I almost dropped her.

"What's you name? I don't think I've seen you around school." I needed to know her name, and if I had seen her around here I definitely would of remembered.

"I guess you wouldn't have. I'm new today. My name's Isabella Swan." I smiled wider. My god, she was so beautiful.

"Well Miss. Swan, you have my class. I'll see you last period." She nodded.

"Oh, what class do we have together?" I chuckled. She smiled, and my heart started to flutter.

"Do I not look 26? I actually the teacher of the English class. It's a pleasure to meet you Miss. Swan." I smiled crookedly at her then hesitantly took off down the hallway. I stopped when I was around the corner. Isabella Swan...I leaned against the wall, and my mind whirled with the realization that came down on me. What the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't be feeling this way, she's my student!

(A/N Do you like this premise? As always I have to ask, hit or miss? Should I continue or is this chapter totally fail? Thank you for reading, and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!) :D BellaCullen03