Thank you for the support you have for this story.

To clarify some things; this will be the beginning of twilight. I will write the series all over again, and of course, will change a few things. But yes, i will keep the main idea of this. Girl falls in love with Vampire, that whole thing. :)

Just bear with me, like I said this is my first twilight fic...

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i own squat but the plot.

CHAPTER ONE: Collide

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This is your life now.

The words never sounded so sharp than they did that morning. The words replayed as the images of my mother's farewell began to take course. I shook my head as I passed the crowd of people walking by me. I gripped my handle on my luggage, counting the steps it took me to Charlie Swan.

"Bella!"

The cheery voice sounded unfamiliar. I stopped in my tracks, cursing the lack of sunlight in Forks, Washington. I noticed a black Range Rover door open. White striped the sides of the car, words in bold print saying; "CHIEF OFFICER."

I smiled as my father stepped out of his police truck. He zipped up his jacket and walked towards me. His brown eyes were shining, even through his awkward smile. A collection of short curls covered his head. His skin was a shade tanner than my creamy white.

"It's good to see you Dad," I smiled as he hugged me.

We stiffly held there. It wasn't our strong point to be the ideal father daughter relationship. But this was what we had. And I wouldn't change it for the world.

"So uh," he took my luggage from me, "How was your flight?"

Charlie opened his trunk and lightly placed my luggage inside. I opened my mouth, but had little time to respond. A throat cleared behind us, startling both me and Charlie. I tucked a strand of dark brown hair away from my eyes and noticed an old man in a wheel chair, a teen beside him.

Billy and Jacob Black. I kicked myself for forgetting my father's long time friends. Something behind me nudged the back of my arm. A sharp pain caused me to wince. I drew in a breath and jumped back from my father's trunk.

"Sorry," Charlie muttered his apology as he closed his trunk.

"I'm fine," I rubbed my arm.

"Hello Bella, it's been a while."

The slight gruff voice caused my ears to perk up. Billy's thin white hair was tied back. A warm smile on his lips. Jacob stood by his father, his long shaggy hair in his eyes and falling over his shoulders.

Their smiles were identical. Both had matured from when I last visited. Tan caramel skin and dark brown, almost black eyes. I smiled back politely, unsure whether to hug them or offer a handshake.

"It's nice to see you again," I said politely.

"It is," Jacob smiled, his arms timidly opening for a hug.

I gave in, letting myself into his arms. He was slightly shorter than me. His body frame was skinny and looked lanky. The goofy smile on his face fit his age of fifteen perfectly. He released me and calmly breathed in the cold air. He smiled towards the sun and sighed.

"You should've came here yesterday," he commented, "A lot more sun yesterday."

I felt his energy slightly intimidating. His vibe outshined mines in every aspect. His genuine smile next to my fake smile never made me feel so small. It was almost tiring to keep up with his energy. Giving up I let my smile slowly fall into a frown as I crossed my arms and looked away from Jacob.

"We should get going if we want to beat traffic," Charlie said, scratching the back of his head, "Need a ride home Billy?"

"That'd be nice."

Jacob and I walked into my father's car as Charlie helped Billy into his car. I felt my muscles tighten as Jacob leaned forward to my seat and spoke in my ear. I pursed my lips and looked out the window, trying to keep my body calm as his.

"If you don't like Forks," I could feel his smile, "You're welcome down at La Push."

I smiled at his words and opened my mouth to speak. Charlie got in the car and began to drive away from the airport. I closed my mouth once again, and sighed. Words weren't my specialty today. I closed my eyes and breathed as I leaned against the window sill. I heard Jacob lean back into his seat and talk softly to his father and Charlie.

"She must be tired," Billy said.

"It's a long flight from Phoenix to Washington," Charlie stated, "We on for fishing tomorrow?"

"I don't see why not," Billy said.

The silence washed over the car again. I listened to the car hum and allowed my breathing to follow. Slower and slower, my breathing began to bring me to sleep.

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Muffled voices rang in my ear. Each one telling each other to be quiet. My vision began to clear, but opening my eyes looked like how it was when they were closed.

"Look, she's awake."

I tried to move, but my body was numb. I stretched my arms and felt my arm hit a face. I noticed Jacob staring down at me, his hand rubbing the side of his face. I frowned and turned to the other side of the car.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"It's fine." He chuckled and put his hands on the top of the car. His eyes stared down at me and a smile turned his lips upside down. I looked towards the road in the uncomfortable silence.

"Where's Charlie?" I whispered, not ready to speak just yet.

"He didn't want to wake you."

I spoke a silent "oh," and nodded. Jacob extended his hand out to me. Politely, I took it. As I made my way out of the car, I released our hands and put it behind my jeans. Jacobs vibe was no longer just happy, but happy for me. I walked towards Charlie's house and felt a tug at the corner of my lips.

"Just the same," I said to myself.

A lawn stretched out in front of the medium sized house. Charlie and Billy sat on my father's porch, speaking things unintelligible from where I stood. I glanced at Jacob from the spaces between my straight dark brown hair. His eyes were straight ahead at his father, his expression was unreadable.

"Bella," Charlie stood up, his hands in his pockets, "I want to show you something."

"Okay," I said, letting my voice trail off as I walked towards me.

I walked on the tiled path and towards the porch. He turned me around, his smile awkward. His finger pointed towards the side of the road. I narrowed my eyes and leaned forward to get a better view and turned back to Charlie.

"A car," I shrugged, "A truck?"

"It's yours."

I felt a wash of appreciation wave over me. I smiled, ear to ear, and connected my gaze with Charlie. His smile seemed less forced now, more natural. A smile of relief.

"Thanks Dad," I said, reaching for a hug.

It was quick. I smiled a bit wider, knowing how different it was for him. But he returned it with a happy matter. I could feel happy eyes on my back as I let go of Charlie and turned towards the door.

"We brought your bags up to your room," Charlie said as he scratched the back of his head, "Billy, do you want me to bring you home now?"

Billy nodded simply, his gaze turning to Jacob. Quickly, Jacob walked to his father's aid and placed his hands on his wheelchair. Billy's weary eyes turned back to me for the last time of the day. The way his dark eyes looked almost gave me shiver; almost as if the eyes were speaking thing he hadn't. I pushed his look in the back of my mind and forced a smile out.

"Nice to see you again, Billy," I said.

My voice was small, but he still turned back and smiled. He turned back to Charlie's car and spoke, loud enough for me to hear; "Be safe in this town Bella."

I waved to Jacob and walked into the house. I felt for the lock and closed the door. My back leaned against it, taking in the cool feel of the door. I sighed and felt my eyes close. I clenched my eyes tight, trying to get Billy's voice out of my head telling me to be safe. Although he spoke little words, I couldn't help but analyze his words.

I shook my head and walked towards the staircase. I felt the familiar wooden banister and allowed it to guide my way upstairs. The kitchen light faded as I got closer to the second floor. It was dark, only giving Billy's words more of an edge. I drew in a breath and shook my head once again; this is your life now.