Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters nor do I own Twilight. They all belong to the Stephenie Meyer.

I might just do BPOV in this first chapter, just so that you guys can get to know the main character and see difference between my Bella and the Bella we all know.

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Chapter - Goodbyes and Hellos

BPOV

" Yes mum I remember what you told me...."

"I know Bella but I want to make sure, hmmm... maybe I should write it down for you somewhere on paper..... oh god now I need to find paper, PHIL!! I need paper can you look in the boxes for some"

My god is that woman worrying.

Yes and that is my mum but I like to call her Renee , I understand she's a little worried about me moving to Forks to be with me dad and sister but all she asked me to do is to write to her almost her day, I mean here she is running around like I'm going to forget that one simple thing. I'm seriously considering writing it down and super gluing it to my forehead just to get her to stop worrying.

Oh by the way my names Bella Swan, my full names Isabella but I prefer Bella. Ever since me parents divorced when I kid about 4 years old, my mum got bored of the life in Forks, and I can hardly blame her of what I've seen of my summers there (that I quit about 4 years ago) that place is a shit hole. Always under cloud cover and no exciting places nearby by except for Port Angeles, and to makes things worse my dad is the Chief of police so any parties, skipping school or boys would be almost impossible.

At least in Phoenix, where my mum isn't that brightest spark around I can get away with almost anything and she won't blink once. Easy street. But ever since she met Phil, and just married him a few months ago, I've realised with him being constantly away with his job. Which by the way he plays baseball but only minor league. She misses him a lot, she wont admit it to me all she says is " It's fine darling, I really don't mind he'll be home soon", but I can always see the longing in her eye when she speaks of him. So that's when I decided to ruin my life and volunteer to move to Forks to be with my dad and sister so that she can travel with Phil.

" Bella honey, we cant find the paper but please remember I want to know what's going on in you life, so write everyday and if you want too, you can write twice" she pleaded as she rushes around to make sure all the things she wants to take with her are packed, and all my things.

" Really mum I got it, trust me if not by now I think you've burned it into my mind with your persistence" I reassured her.

" Are you sure darling, I mean its not too late to change your mind, I wont mind staying here with you, I don't want you to think you have to move because of me missing Phil

I sighed just quiet so that she wouldn't hear and looked her in the eye, I could see excitement, and youthfulness that caused her to seek a new life with her husband, and as much as she keeps saying she would stay with me, I can see she would want nothing more than to spend time with her husband.

"Mum really I'll be fine , it'll be kinda nice I guess to spend some time with Charlie and sis, trust me, just enjoy your time with your husband and I promise to write every day, really go have fun, and please try to find a permanent residence soon"

She giggled and pulled me in for a hug, even though I might not show it in front of her, Renee has always been a fantastic mum, and even better friend. I was never close to Charlie even though I'm more like him in my looks with my big brown doe eyes, and my mahogany hair that falls just above my waist. My mum however has a darker shade of brown hair, and stunning blue eyes that always hold admiration and love for her family and her new husband.

"Renee, Bella come on we don't want Bells to miss her flight " Phil shouted from outside where he was loading his car with everything I decided to take with me.

"Mum, please I'll be fine, Charlie will take good care of me, so let go before I call Phil to drag you off" I joked as I looked in the eye of my mum, my best friend and some-one I know life with be almost unbearable without.

I picked up my bag with my cell and essentials that I'm taking with me to my seat on the plane. I grabbed my mums hand and made my way outside to the car. When we made it outside Phil looked at the both of us, toke 3 long strides forward and pulled us into a tight hug in which i responded to, while trying not to show too much emotion by crying.

He let us go after a few minutes looked at both of us and said " Don't worry so much Renee, I'm sure she'll be fine and you can phone her as many times as you want, and Bella have fun with you dad ad make sure you phone both of us, I admit this kid I'm gonna miss you. Now lets go your flight is in an hour so we need to hurry."

I detangled myself for Renee and Phil and looked over to the spot where my bike usually sat. After a lot of saving up from my various jobs I finally saved up enough to buy my dream bike, a Suzuki Bandit 1250 S ABS (Picture on profile). I cant stand being confined in a car, when I can take control and being able to feel the wind in my hair. But really it's mainly because men find chick on bikes a real turn on

:D. I'd already shipped it over to Port angeles, where i would ride it to Chalies.

I Slipped into the back of Phil's Honda, while those two sat in the front discussing what they needed to take with them on their trip, while I let my thoughts take me over.

Even though brown eyes and brown hair seem like a boring combination, for some reason with me their not. I'm not one to gloat over my looks but even I admit that I'm gorgeous. I have big chocolate brown doe eyes that always seem to catch men's attention, I have long waves of mahogany hair that fall just above my waist, and even though I have a petite form I have curves in all the right places. And even with my petite frame I still have reasonable sized breasts that fill a C cup.

My personality is that of some-one who can have fun in any situation, and very sociable. I admit I'm a bit stubborn, and have a bit of a attitude problem but men love it.

My mum never knows what I'm like when I'm not around her, I use my body to my advantage, I mean I wouldn't say I'm a whore who sleeps around but I've never kept a permanent boyfriend, because of my first bad relationship with Adam Bagshaw who I lost my virginity too at the age of 15, and realized after 2 months that's all his ever and will be been interested in.

After that incident I made a promise to myself to trust no man completely and that I can still have a sex life, but not regularly with the same man.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by my over worried mother, who turned around big blurry eyes and ushered me out of the car.

As we made our way through the airport and towards booking in, It didn't go unnoticed by me that most men ages 16-30 where turning around or throwing a glance at me as I made my way with Renee and Phil to checking in. I always dressed with thought and I never went out without making sure what I was wearing was good enough to wear out. Today I put on a pair of black skinny jeans, and a pair of red flats to go with my radiohead shirt. Yes radiohead and by god do I love that band.

Once I checked in, which by the way was just in time I turned around to see Phil holding my shaking mother who tears of departure were falling down her cheek.

" Mum please now your going to get me crying" I pleaded

She just shook her head and pulled me into a tight hug which would have broken me if she was any stronger.

We stood for minutes until I heard the final call for my flight and pealed myself away from Renee. We starred into each others eyes saying goodbye without words.

I eventually broke the gaze and gave my goodbyes to Phil and mad my way through the gate, I turned around once more and let one tear roe down my cheek as I waved to Renee and turned the corner to board the plane.

I sat down in my seat once the flight attendants told me where my seat is. I pulled out my Ipod because the flight was going to be at least two hours long., and unbuckled my belt when the light flashed off. I chose Radiohead of course, I closed my eyes and tuned out the world.

I was abruptly pulled out of my thoughts by a flight attendant, who had platinum blonde hair and a annoyingly squeaky voce.

"sorry dear the planes about to land so can you put your belt back on" and with that he turned on her heels and strode off the sit herself down too.

Since I already know my way around I persuaded Charlie to let my drive my bike to his house, so that he didn't have to force himself to come and pick me up. I also ordered a cab which would in turn follow me home because it would hold all my suitcases.

Once I collected my suitcases, I walked out of the airport and searched for Angeles's cabs.. Once I found the cab I made sure it was the one that I booked, and gave him my suitcases to put in his trunk.

I asked him to drive round to short term parking so that I could pick up my bike, and told him that he needed to follow me home. When we arrived in the lot I straight away found my bike, and did it stand out from the rest, it was a dark red and there were black streaks randomly placed over its body.

I left the cab and placed myself on my bike, when I started the bike, and heard my baby roar to life I admit I got a little turned on by the sound and the feel of the metal between my legs. And no man could beat that feeling.

As I rode the drive to Forks, I realized just how cold this place could be, it was gloomy and the roads were wet which seem to be an all year occurrence. It took about 45 minutes to get to Forks when it should have taken about an hour. Well what can I say I love the speed.

I was actually a bit excited to be living with my dad and that would be because of my sister. When our parents divorced Renee took me and Charlie kept my sister, it was a strain on growing up knowing that I had an elder sister but was never close to her. Even at the summers we acted more as neighbours than sisters, and since I stopped coming to forks for the summer when I was 14, I haven't seen her for 3 years. By now she's 18 and a senior in which I'm 17 and a junior.

I did however phone her about a week ago so that I could et to know at least a bit better, and she also sent a picture of herself so that I could know who she was when I met he. Although when she sent that picture of herself, I think my confidence and ego dropped a few notches, when you put her against me, we are complete opposites. She is goddess in most men's eyes, I mean with her long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, a body that any model would be jealous of, you can help but think we aren't related in no way at all. The only thing we have in common is out looks and our body in which all men are attracted to.

As I turned the final corner to come up to Charlie's house I noticed out the front a group of about 5 people exit a jeep that was taller then the first story of most houses. I noticed straight away one person which was my sister, and unfortunately she was even more gorgeous up front. I took a close look at the other people and noticed that there were 3 boys and one more girl.

The girl was tiny, you could compare her to a pixie maybe about 5'10, and she has jet black hair that was standing out at all points, although it was short it suited her perfectly, and I could tell she was beautiful even from here.

Next was a blonde boy with his arm around the pixie girl, he was a bit lanky but you could tell he had a nice body with the muscles showing through his tight shirt. Not bad, I might try to get to know him. Behind him was a boy a bit shorted then the blonde and the same with the well defined body. His hair was a rare colour of bronze, that was messed up and made me almost want to run my hands through it to see if it was a silky as it looked.

Lastly and by no means least was a god in himself, He was massive and not in the fat way, the muscles on his arms were by surely the size of my thighs, and this black hair that was perfectly placed to avoid the mess the wind would make. Even though I'm not normally attracted to a man at fist sight usually, I could tell you that In all my years of dating men and sleeping with them, I have never been instantly attracted to a man just by a first look, and that I wanted him, and if he wanted to play I would not mind at all.

When I got even closer, the roar of my bike caused all of them to turn around and see what was making the noise, When he turned around I instantly locked eyes with him, and felt that I could have melted just from the feel of his eyes on me. I pulled up about 5 metres away from the jeep, turned my baby off and swung my leg over to be balanced on both my feet.

I turned around and noticed that five set of eyes were on me. So I did what I do best,. Smiled and introduced myself.

" Hey I'm Bella" and thought to myself we are going to have some fun around here.