In My World Chapter 1, a twilight fanfic

Summary: Bella is 18 and in High School. She lived with her mother Renne and her new husband Phil in the sunny Phoenix. Her mom never liked that Bella didn't have friends, but Bella just doesn't like to trust other people. But since her mother decides to go on a road trip with Phil, Bella has to move to Forks to finish her senior year living with her father. Will everything change in that small town? Will she be able to keep up all the walls she has had put up for so many years?

Okay, so this is one try at a story I have had in my mind for a very long time now and i have decided to upload it here. I will tell you now that Bella is a bit OOC and I would also like to give credit to the respective artists of the songs that you will see in this story. I would also like to make a desclaimer for the whole story by saying THE CHARECTORS OF THIS STORY BELOG TO STEPHENIE MEYER! THE ONLY THING I OWN HERE IS THE STORY LINE! and I DO OT OWN ANY OF THE SONGS IN THIS STORY!

Well, that's about it. I hope you enjoy the first chapter and I will see you down below once you finish the chapter!

PS: The song in this chapter is called "In My World" by Avril Lavigne. I had to change just one word of the song. Oh and please read in 1/2 screen, it will change it completly! Thanks!

Chapter 1

I was never the social butterfly growing up. Actually, I never had any friends and I never complained. I was happy being alone, no one to judge me if I did something, I never had to be someone I wasn't and by not having friends, I was never worried if they would ever change and decide that I wasn't worth there time and stab me in the back.

At first, when I was a freshman in high school, no one truly understood why I didn't have a bunch of friends, because usually girls like had a big group of friends. I was beautiful as everyone always stated with long, wavy mahogany hair, big chocolate brown eyes, clear pale skin and delicate features. I had a sense of fashion and I had money.

I had everything someone popular should have, looks, money and I had an attitude.

Hence the lack of friends. I always felt that if I made any type of friends, they would only like me because of my money and I didn't like that.

So, I have always been a loner and it doesn't matter. No one messed with me because I could leave you curled up in a ball on the floor crying if you dared to mess with me and everyone knew that, so I was left alone, just like I wanted.

Of course my lack of friends wasn't fine with everybody.

That's were my mother comes in the picture. I looked a lot like Renee except for the eyes. We both had brown hair, although hers fell to her shoulders, she was also pale and petite, but she had blue eyes.

My mother made a lot of money because of her profession. She was a very recognized lawyer. She loved her job and made a lot of money with it, so we never struggled with anything.

Mom never liked the idea that I didn't have friends and that I did nothing to try and change that. She had always pushed me to at least give the kids of my school a try, but kids my age were all the same and I just didn't like them.

After a few years she just stopped trying, but she still didn't like it that I was always alone.

Well, we can't always please everyone.

Now mom was completely off my back because of her new and perfect husband, Phil.

Phil is a minor league baseball player. I must add that he is a little young for my liking, but hey, if he gets my mom off my back, I'm happy.

Because of his profession it wasn't weird if he traveled from time to time, I always saw it coming and he always brought back a gift for my mom and me.

What truly shocked me was the day my mother decided she was going to take a year off and travel with Phil.

This took me completely off guard and I really didn't know what to say to her the night she had made her choice. The only real question was what the fuck was going to happen with me? I mean, I couldn't go with them because I had just started my senior year a few weeks ago and I couldn't leave school.

I should have known that my mom had that figured out already too.

I was going to go and stay with my father in the shit hole of a town named Forks, Washington.

Don't get me wrong, I loved my father. Charlie was a great guy to be around, although maybe a bit intimidating because of his profession as the Chief of police in Forks, but we were more alike that anyone would think. He was taller than me with my same hair and a mustache and my same eyes. He was a bit tanner than me and mom though.

But not only did we look alike, but he was also a bit of a loner when he was in high school, and he didn't really show his emotions much and he was also quiet, just like me.

The thing is that I hated the small ass town he lived in. Forks was a tiny town in which everyone knew everyone and that place held no place for secrets. Besides it was always raining and the sky was always filled with clouds. That's why I hadn't stepped foot in that town of years so Charlie had to come over to Phoenix in the two weeks he had off every summer.

But now that mom was going to travel with Phil, I would have to back to that shit hole and finish school in Forks High and live with my father until I graduated from school.

There wasn't much I could do to make my mom change her mind, so the next day I had to start packing my thing. Mom had already bought my plane tickets online so she left me to pack my things.

It was a bit hard to get everything ready. Although I did own a lot of clothing, what was harder to fit in my suit cases were my books and my of so many notebooks which were filled with songs I had written.

Another thing to know about me is that I knew how to play not only the guitar, but I also kicked ass with the piano. My mom had made me take lessons when I was 8 and I started guitar that same year so I have been playing them for ten years by now and I loved it.

I had written my first song when I was about thirteen and I had it in one of the many notebooks I had.

So, after I had finished packing my dad had called to ask me how I wanted my new room because he said that he had a friend who did interior design and that she would do it for free. I think he had said that her name was Esme or something like that.

So, now I am standing in the airport with my mom giving me a tight hug asking me to give her a call when I got to me new home. I promised her I would and after giving Phil a hug, I grabbed my guitar case, my hand bag and got in the plane.

The smile I had been faking the whole time faded as soon as I knew my mother couldn't see me.

I was happy I would be able to "spend some time with my dad" as mom put it, but I didn't want to go to Forks. I would have to start all over in my new school because no one knew so people would want to be my friends and I would have to build up my reputation of the "bitchy loner" from zero in this place and it was exhausting.

But I knew that in some period of time the kids of Forks would get the idea that the only thing that I was doing there was study, graduate and get the hell out of there.

I couldn't wait for that day to come!

I stayed the whole ride looking out the window and listening to my IPod until the captain said the we were about to land in the Port Angeles airport.

When we finally landed I waited until the plane was almost empty to get my guitar case and hand bag and get out of the plane.

I went over to get my suit cases. It was easy to find them because they had "Bella" written on them on the black background. My mom had insisted that I had to travel in stile so they got them for me.

I grabbed my four suitcases (two of them had clothes, one had my books and the other my notebooks) I knew I could have put them in boxes and get them shipped along my car but I was too paranoid and I didn't want to risk to lose any of them.

I soon spotted Charlie. I mean, it wasn't hard to find him since he was holding a big sign that read "Welcome home Bella" and he was in his police uniform.

I walked over to him and plastered the same smile I had given Renne back in Phoenix.

"Hi dad" I said and hugged him.

"Bella, I'm glad to see you" He said hugging me back. "You're all grown up!" He added.

"Well, I am eighteen Dad" I answered and let go of him.

"Well, let's get all of this in the car." He said and grabbed two of my bags and my handbag, leaving me with the other two and my guitar.

We stuffed everything in his police cruiser and then got in and started the long drive to Forks.

We didn't talk much on the way there, we just talked a bit about how our lives had been and then we were left in a comfortable silence the rest of the drive home.

Dad parked right in our drive way and I got out just as a drop fell on my head.

Yep, I'm not in Phoenix anymore I thought as I helped Dad get everything into the house.

Charlie's place wasn't the huge house I had back in Phoenix. It had two floors, one bathroom and three bedrooms (his room, my room and the guest room) which were all on the second floor. Then on the first floor was the kitchen and living room.

It wasn't huge, but it was homey.

We got all my stuff to the second floor and I opened the door to my new room.

The walls were pained in a pale shade of blue; there was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room with white covers and a bunch of pillows; there was a desk on the same side of the room where the window was, next to it was a big shelf to put all my books in and there was a small nightstand with an alarm clock next to my bed. There was also enough space to put the keyboard my mom had gotten me before I left because I could bring my big piano.

I loved it.

"Its great dad, I need to say thanks to your friend" I said as I stepped in and left my guitar on the bed.

"Well, you could go and tell her yourself, they live right there" He said and pointed out my window. I got closer and looked out.

I could see a house that was the double this house was and I had a view to a room that had a small balcony that the person who's room that was could easily step out to if he/she wanted to get some air.

"Maybe I'll go later" I lied knowing very well that I was not going to go over there.

"Well then, I'll leave you to unpack" And with that, Charlie left.

I unpacked all my thing putting everything in its correct place. I hung my cloths and put my shoes in the closet and everything else that was left in the small dresser.

I put all my books and notebooks on the shelf's and then I put the empty suit cases under my bed.

I sighed and law on my new bed just as the rain started to fall. I sighed again.

"Bella, I'm ordering take out, want some pizza?" Dad yelled from downstairs.

"Sure, whatever!" I answered him and sighed again. It was great that I wouldn't have to cook today. Back home I would cook all the meals because my mom was a mess in the kitchen and I already knew that dad wasn't that much of a chef either.

I sat up from my bed and walked over to my guitar and got it out of its case. I loved my guitar. My mom had gotten it specially made for me about three years ago as a birthday present. It had "Isabella" engraved on the fingerboard in silver, the wood was a light brown and smooth. It was wonderful, specially since no one had a guitar like this one.

I walked over to my bookshelf and pulled out my newest notebook and bought both of them along with a pen to my bed.

I sat down and looked at the cover of the notebook. It read "Property of Isabella Marie Swan, do not open." All of my notebooks said the same thing but right under each one there was a number which signaled which notebook it was. This one was number twenty five.

I flipped it open and kept on working with my current song which I called "In my World" I had started to write it the day after mom told me I was coming here, remembering a bunch of things that I had done here and in Phoenix.

I grabbed my guitar and started strumming some chords and then I started to sing.

Please tell me what is takin' place,
Cuz I can't seem to find a trace,
guess it must have got erased somehow
Probably cause I always forget,
Every time someone tells me their name,
It's always gotta be the same.
(In My World)
Never wore cover up,
Always beat the boys up,
Grew up in a five thousand population town,
Made my money by cutting grass,
Got fired by fried chicken ass,
All in a small town, of Forks

You know I always stay up without sleepin',
And think to myself,
Where do I belong forever,
In whose arms, the time and place

Can't help it if I space in a daze,
My eyes tune out the other way,
I may switch off and go in a daydream,
In this head my thoughts are deep,
Sometimes I can't even speak,
Would someone be and not pretend
I'm off again in my World!

I never spend less than an hour,
Washin' my hair in the shower,
It always takes five hours to make it straight,
So I'll braid it in a zillion braids,
So it may take a friggin day,
There's nothing else better to do anyway.

When you're all alone in the lands of forever,
Lay under the milky way,
On and on it's getting too late out,
I'm not in love this time, this night.

Can't help if I space in a daze,
My eyes tune out the other way,
I may switch off and go in a daydream,
In this head my thoughts are deep,
Sometimes I can't even speak,
Would someone be and not pretend
I'm off again in my World!
(la la la la)
Take some time,
Mellow out,
Party it up,
Don't fall down,
Don't get caught,
Sneak out of the house!

"Bella! Pizza's here!" Charlie yelled from downstairs.

I left all my things on my bed and left my room and walked down the stairs.

I sat down on a chair in the kitchen and dad and I started eating.

"So, you want me to drive you to school tomorrow?" Dad asked after he swallowed the last pit of his pizza.

I thought about it for a second. I was already the new kid so I really didn't need any more attention by showing up in a police cruiser.

I shook my head. "Don't worry dad, I'll walk"

"But it would take you half an hour to get there and it's going to rain tomorrow" Yes, I was starting school the next day I got into town, got a problem?

"So I'll just get up a bit earlier" I said.

"I know you don't want the attention by getting dropped off in a police cruiser, but how about I ask Esme if her kid and drive you there?" Dad asked.

"Don't worry dad, I'll walk" I insisted, I really didn't want to meet this kid.

"I'm sure Esme won't have a problem" Dad said completely ignoring me and walking over to the phone. He punched in a number and waited.

"Hello Esme" He paused and smiled. "Yes, she got home safely…..Yeah, she loved it, look I wanted to ask you a favor…..Could Edward please drive Bells to school tomorrow, her car isn't here yet….Oh, thank you Esme, I'll tell her…Alright, bye" And he hung up. He looked over at me.

"Esme said that when you finish breakfast tomorrow just to go over and knock on the door and Edward would be right out" He said and sat back down.

"And who is Edward?" I asked a bit pissed since he had completely ignored my request.

"Edward Cullen, he's Esme and Dr. Carlisle Cullen's boy" He answered. Wow, way to give me details! "But don't worry, he's a good boy" Yeah, since his dad was a doctor he would be loaded and we was most likely part of the 'cool crowed' that I hated.

"Well, I have to get up early for work tomorrow so I'm going to bed" Dad said and kissed my head like he used to do when I was ten. "Night Bella"

"Night Dad" I said and he was gone.

I sighed and got up to clean up the dishes and then went up to my room.

Before I got changed I closed the curtains, I mean, That Cullen guy's room could easily be the one that a perfect view of my room and I didn't want him to get a view!

I got changed and after I moved my guitar and my notebook out of the way I got into bed, set m alarm clock and then turned off the light.

Tomorrow is going to suck! I thought and then, I fell asleep.

So? What did you think? Please tell me any mistakes I made here or if you would like the chapters to be longer in a review. I will also tell you that I won't depend on reviews to upload. I will try to upload the next chapter once it is finished and I have re-read it at least five times and my best friend has read it.

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