Summary: My name is Bella. I am your average girl, with average brown hair and eyes. Yet I suffer from your not so average disorder...I am blind.

Disclaimer: I do Not Own the Twilight characters

Parings: EdwardxBella, RosexEmmett, AlicexJasper

Warnings: Language, and Bella OOC...cause she's blind.

Unseen, Yet Believable.

Chapter One.

Blind.

A term defined as unable to see, an impaired vision, or the idea of having a cornea that just doesn't want you to see what's out there.

This is what I had discovered when I turned five.

Five years old, a terrible sickness, and soon enough the world had become nothing but a black place filled with noise and movement. I could no longer see what the world was like, and it was then that blindness became a part of my life.

To this day, I still swear that it was my fault my parent's got divorced. I mean having a blind child wasn't exactly a piece of cake nor was it cheap. I could bet that the medical expenses were enough to buy us a small island in the middle of nowhere. So Charlie stayed in the lame town of Forks Washington well Renée took me and moved to Pheonix.

Sure it was fun, and my mother and me grew close, but when she met Phil, I could tell she wanted something more. That childish side of my mother was showing through and it was then my decision was made.

Sure, telling my mom that I wanted to move in with Charlie, wasn't exactly a walk in the park. I may not have been able to see her expression, but judging by the way she was drumming her fingertips along the table, or the way she was impatientely tapping her foot, she was more than angry.

It took three months, but finally a call from my father changed my mothers outlook. From what she was telling me, apparentely a surgeon majoring in the art of opthamology had moved to the lame town of Forks, which was quite a surprise. I was glad though, that Charlie had made the final move that allowed my mother to go along with me on the idea of moving.

The plane ride was something I could've done without though. I didn't like the vibrations under me or the terrible noises the metal machine made. I was so young the last time I took a plane that I guess I couldn't remember how much I hated it.

Normally it was Charlie coming to visit me instead of the other way around.

Once the plane stopped one of the female flight attendants helped me off the plane. I could hear my mother telling her of my condition before I even stepped foot on the plane earlier.

"You don't have to wait with me, he should be here any moment."

Charlie was the chief of police in Forks and still managed to be late.

"It's alright really, besides, if anything happens I'd rather not be responsible."

Just because I was blind didn't mean I was retarded. Besides half the time, I thought I could see better than most of the population.

"Bells!"

His voice was something I recognized instantly as I turned my sunglass covered eyes towards the stewardess.

"Thank you."

I felt her let go and I could tell Charlie was standing in front of me. His breathing was shallow and it was as though he was nervous. Then again, why wouldn't he be?

I was his blind daughter.

He gripped my hand as he pulled me through the airport. The sounds were not distinct and were causing a buzzing that made my head hurt.

"Do you need me to open the door for you Bells?"

Oh that nickname.

"I am okay."

I put my hand against the cool metal of the police cruiser and searched for the handle, and after moments of searching I was seated inside of the car with my seat belt on.

"You surprise me Bella."

"And why is that?"

The tone that occupied his voice was almost as though I had burst through his level of expectations.

"I just never expected that you would be able to do so much with your condi...well you know."

"I've had twelve years of practice."

My voice was probably cold sounding, but he thought that my blindness meant that I was almost as useless as a spider with no web. Yes, that irratated me.

Needless to say after those words were spoken, the rest of the drive was spent in an uncomfortable silence which wasn't at all surprising. Apparentely, Renée also noticed that I was more like my father. I wasn't very sentimental, and it's not like I had the grace of a ballerina when it came to walking, and I was okay with that.

The car came to a halt as I felt him pull up on the gravel of the road. Gravel made the most awkward sound against the rubber of tires, and that sound made me cringe everytime.

"Bella, are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I replied.

I slowly undid my seatbelt and opened the door. I could feel the crunch of the ground against my feet as I waited for Charlie to escort me into his house. A house I hadn't stepped foot in since I was seven years old.

"Here, I'll help you."

I felt him guide my body towards the direction of his house.

"There's three steps here Bells."

Just as he said we walked up the three steps and through the door of the house.

They say that by losing one sense, the other four becocme heightened and I was one who could vouch for that.

My nostrils wrinkled in disgust at the musky smell that occupied the house that was in obvious need of a womans touch. I had only hoped that Charlie hadn't noticed my obvious dislike of the area already.

"My room?" I asked.

"Well, I wasn't sure if you wanted to stay in your old room up the stairs, I replaced the bed and everything, but I am not sure it's really safe-"

"Ch-, Uh dad, I will be fine, just help me there for the next couple of days and it should be fine."

I waited for a reaction and after recieving none, I figured it had slipped from his mind that I could not see him nod his head.

"So, would you like to help me?"

Soon I felt him grab my arm.

"Theres eight stairs Bella."

I slowly walked up the stairs feeling the wall as I walked making sure to memorize the imprint. I could feel two door frames when we stopped and I heard the door open.

-

"Well this is it."

"Uh, dad, can you describe it to me?"

"Oh right. Well your bed is in the left corner, your computer and text books are on the desk to the right, your clothes are in the closet with the labels and the bathroom is across the hall."

"Thank you."

Soon I felt Charlie embrace me, which happened to be very out of character for my dad.

"Uh dad?"

"Thank you Bells."

I just nodded and soon felt him leave the room.

I really wanted to cry, but I would save that till it was time to go to bed.

School tomorow was enough to bring up the gross food that I had managed to eat on the plane. Forks high had a good ol' total of three hundred and fifty seven students and I was about to make that grow by one. It wasn't as though it was my first time in a normal high school, I just hadn't really expected to be going to such a small school.

Would they be able to support a student who only learned from braille? I guess I would find out tomorow.

I sat on the edge of the bed and felt around noticing a small night stand and could also feel the familiarty of the alarm clock. I touched the top as it sang out-

"Ten forty-seven PM"

I suppose it would be a good idea to get ready for bed.

Searching through the labelled dresser drawers I soon found my bag of toiletries and clothes and being careful not to fall (which wasn't uncommon) made my way across the hall to the bathroom.

Surprisingly, the bathroom was almost the same set up as the one back home in Pheonix so it was easy enough to understand.

I fell back on my bed and soon could feel the tears fall down my face.

I missed everything.

pOpOpOpOpO

The next morning was a little bit hectic since I managed to fall flat on my face and I could feel the presence of a forming bruise on my shoulder, but after I was ready for school with books in my hand I was once again in the police cruiser on my way to school.

What an inconspicuos way to travel.

Walking into the building the whispers were enough to make me angry. I mean I was the new kid, and little did they know that I was also blind. I tried my best to fit in, so I just said I wore sunglasses because my eyes were light sensative, and carried a small stick because I liked my magic shows, I only wished that was true.

"Ah chief Swan, what brings you to school today?"

The voice sounded as though it belonged to an older woman.

"Hello, I am Isabella Swan, I am here to register," I answered her.

I must of surprised Charlie since I heard him give a small gasp. The receptionist also gasped, but I can assume, it was for different reasons. Forks was small, so anybody who was around when I was younger would probably know of the story that Chief Swan's daughter had gone blind, I only hoped their children were naive.

"Ah Isabella, I've heard so much about you. Just give me one second."

I heard her rummage around and Charlies breath increased to a nervous pace.

Shouldn't I be the nervous one?

"Here you go sweetheart, it's a special one for you."

I assumed she meant it was readable by me. Sure enough it was written in the small symbols I knew and loved.

"Also I can help you to your first class where I am sure the teacher will give you an escort."

I nodded as I turned towards Charlie.

"Dad, I'll be fine, why don't you go to the station."

"But Bella-"

"No I promise if anything goes wrong, I'll find a way to call you."

"If that's what you wan't then I guess I should wish you good luck Bells."

"Thanks dad."

I could feel his presence leave as the lady pulled my hand.

"Can we go slow. I would like to count steps."

She must've understood cause she slowed down and I began to memorize the steps that I was walking. Normally this is one of the symptoms of OCD but for a blind person, It was a way to memorize the map of the world.

"Well just wait here a second sweetheart, I'll go and get Mr. Mason."

So that was my teachers name. No doubt he was going to make a big deal about having to teach someone a little bit different. I did however, have all the required textbooks for all my classes in braille so I was already one step ahead of this school system.

After hearing the door open again I could feel the wind off of the two people that walked out.

"Ah, Miss Isabella."

"Bella." I corrected.

"Oh, Bella, what a pleasure."

Oh great he was already gawking at the fact I was Charlie's daughter and this was probably making me blush.

"Well shall we go to class?"

I nodded as he took my hand which made me flush even harder. I couldn't even begin to think what the expressions would be on these teenage gossipers minds when they saw this.

"Here you are."

It was a list of all the reading material. And lucky for me I was well ahead of everyone, since I had read it all.

He walked me seven steps from his desk and tapped the wood.

"Here is your seat."

I nodded and sat down as whispers engulfed the class.

Sure I was weird, but why were people so immature?

I guess you could say I was more than happy when the bell to switch classes rang.

"Your Isabella Swan right?"

I turned towards the sound and nodded my head.

I could tell from his voice that he was nothing more than a hormonal teenager, but what could I do.

"Bella."

It was a natural correction, and I could feel everyone within three seats turn to me.

"Where's your next class? I know you're new and I could help you get there."

Why not.

"By the way I am Eric."

"Thanks," I replied tentatively as I followed his voice outside of the classroom.

I figured that I could get to the next class without being discovered as long as I continued our conversation. And just like moving traffic, I stayed moving slow to let people pass me.

"So, this is different from Pheonix 'aint it?"

"Very." I replied counting seventy-eight steps.

"Does it rain there a lot?"

"Not really."

"Your not very tanned and isn't that place all sunny?"

"My mother is part Albino," I was smirking inside knowing that I had stumped him, and everyone following close behind trying to eavesdrop.

"Well good luck."

I assumed it was the door to the right since I could feel the wind of the people walking in.

The teacher instantly noticed me and so he helped me to my desk yet again.

"So why do you where sunglasses?"

"My eyes are light sensative," I replied naturally.

"Oh, I see."

She had the voice of a very girly-girl.

"I am Jessica."

I nodded.

"Bella."

The Jessica girl talked my ear off and soon I was debating on wheather or not to tell her to shut up. However the bell ruined my plan and I headed towards the office, deciding that lunch really wasn't on my agenda for today.

"Fifty-six," I counted out loud.

There was two hundred and ninety-two steps between the class and the office.

Soon I bumped into someone and was lucky I didn't fall on my face.

"Bella!"

That voice belonged to Jessica.

"Uh Sorry."

"I can't believe you just crashed into Edward."

Edward, who was he?

"And that is?"

"Only the dreamiest guy in the school. He's a Cullen. Oh, but don't even think about dating him, he doesn't date anyone. And all the other ones are taken by eachother."

"What do you mean other ones?" I asked as she pulled me down.

Thank god for the bench.

"There's Emmett, Alice and Edward Cullen and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. All are extremely gorgeous but the only available one is Edward and every girl in the school wants him."

"So they're special why?"

"Hello, you've seen them, they look like the came straight off the cover of the most glamorous magazine ever."

I wanted to laugh, but managed to stop myself.

"Well, than that is amazing."

The bell rang, and with the help of Jessica, I managed to make it to Biology class.

I soon found out that my teacher was a man named Mr. Banner.

"Okay Isabella-"

I cringed.

"We'll put you beside Edward."

I must have had a shocked look. The same Edward I had managed to crash into earlier? Just great.

"Mr. Cullen, this is Miss. Swan."

I sat down and noticed his knuckles had cracked from clenching his hands.

Was he that mad about me bumping into him?

"I am Isabella," I said with a smile and I heard his chair shift away from me.

I just sighed and could almost hear him grunt in pain. Was there something wrong?

I was actually happy when Biology finished which was weird since gym was next on my list.

I met a kid named Mike who helped me get to to the gym in which the teacher ordered me to sit on the bench.

"So what exactly did you do to Cullen?" Mike asked.

"What do you mean?"

"It looked like he wanted to kill you."

Great, barely at school for a full day and I had already made an enemy.

"I am not sure."

I was glad when I heard the final bell ring.

I counted my seventy nine steps from the gym to the office when a familiar voice caught my attention.

"I need out of that class, please you don't understand."

"I am sorry Mr. Cullen but there is absolutely no way to move you."

I gasped slightly.

"Well never mind. Thanks so much for your help."

I could hear his footsteps as he ran out.

He was trying to move classes away from me?

"Bells, how was school?"

Mike was annoying, Jessica was a bitch in disguise and Edward hated me.

"Fine."

pOpOpOpO

A/N: Man this is very difficult to write. I do have the first hand perspective of a blind person though so you'd think it would be easier. But nope. The next chapter is where the plot somewhat leaves the book format so it should become more fan-fiction like then. Please review guys.