My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I hate the name Isabella. It just sounds too formal. People call me Bella instead. I live in Phoenix, Arizona…or at least I used to. Now I'm going to be living in a small town called Forks, Washington. And when I mean small town I mean small town. People know just about everyone else and trying to keep big secret is probably next to impossible. How did I ever I get so lucky?

I guess that's what happens when you're the selfless daughter and decide to move in with your dad to make you mom happy. I could tell that she wasn't happy when she had to stay home with me when her husband, Phil, my step-father, had to travel and she had to stay with me. Phil is a baseball player. Not a very good one, but a baseball player either way.

He plays for the minor leagues and always has to move around, so like I said I decided to be the selfless daughter and move in with my dad. That means my mom gets to travel with Phil and I get to catch up with Charlie. Not that there's much catching up to do.

I looked at Charlie who was currently sitting next to me in the driver's seat of his cruiser. Charlie's still the same police chief I've always known him as.

With a sigh I turned my head away from Charlie and looked out the widow. There wasn't much to see. All I could make out was trees and lots of green. The only other thing to see were the rain drops that I knew from past visits were going to be seen often.

Honestly, it looked like someone toke a paintbrush and started to pain everything in sight green.

We hadn't even entered Forks yet and I was already homesick for Phoenix and sick of all the green.

These were going to be two difficult years, but I was going to have to find some way to pull through.

With another sigh I noticed to Welcome to Forks, Washington sign.

I watched as Charlie drove down the familiar route to his…our…house. It looked as if nothing had changed since I have been here last and that had been years ago.

I guess small towns don't change very often.

Charlie looked at me and gave me a small smile. "

"Welcome home kiddo" I hate when people call me kiddo.

I looked at the house. Just like the town it hadn't seemed to change at all. We got out of the car and started to grab my luggage.

Charlie brought me upstairs to the same room I've had since I was a baby and put my luggage down on the floor. Other then the change from a bed to a crib the interior hadn't changed much.

"If you need anything I'll be in living room." Charlie's seemed to be pleading me not to need him with his eyes. Charlie and I had always been more of the unmusshy types and showing feelings and never been our fortes. I gave him a reassuring smile to put him at ease and when he left I started to unpack my things.

Tomorrow I was going have to start school.

Life just wasn't fair.