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Books, Boys and Bella Chapter 1

Katie's POV

Hi, I'm Katelynne Marie Swan but call me Katie, I am 16 years old. I have 1 identical twin sister. I was born in Forks Washington and I lived there for a few years of my life, enough to remember a little but not little enough to forget, unfortunately. I have been in a section of an orphanage for more than enough years. I have no friends except my sister, not that I didn't try but no one got me as much as my sister. I've lived in more homes than you have, unfortunately and am closest to my sister Isabella Marie Swan, we happen to have the same middle name because our dad was to lazy to think of a better one or to call us something he thought that our mom wouldn't approve of, so we got the same middle name. Last I checked he was the Police Chief of the small town of Forks and has come to our rescue more times than he should have. Due to many complications at birth my sister and I (being identical twin, looking the same, acting the same, dressing the same, etc.) both have a rare heart disease that was apparently passed down from Renee's (my mom) side and I, along with my sister, have a heart we weren't born with. Two heart transplants in the same day would just about kill a big town doctor but a small town doctor is worse. I pity the hospital and the nurses that were in the hospital. I have two other siblings but when we were born Renee took us and Charlie the other two. I don't know who or what their names are or who they look like but I sometimes wish I knew, but then again I don't. Because then they would have to share our problems and our hopes and our joys and our hearts. And that's just too hard. Today we are going to meet the new family we have been adopted into, again. The usual glamour has worn off on us after all the homes and a lot of abuse. The parents seem nice and they live just outside of Forks so we can do some digging on our siblings. But I think that this just might be the house we live in until we become adults. Bella thinks that the coolest thing about this family is that it's made up of twins. That the parents and the kids all are twins. Or close. Mrs. Cullen, who adopted us, says that one pair are part of a quadruplet but that the other 2 in the quadruplets disappeared years ago. I think that the worst thing is that there are 8 people and that means a lot of people that can figure us out. We try to keep our abuse a secret but if there's 8 people digging...

Anyway, as you might be able to tell Bella and I like to ramble a lot. Yes I do mean both of us. We are more or less exactly the same, except that Bella is slightly more optimistic and I'm, well, not. So you're stuck with a cynic. I think about the harder things in life while she thinks about the easier. The joys of being the younger girl. I have tried to protect Bella all my life but it's not goings so well. I can live with another two years though because as soon as I turn eighteen I'm out of there. With Bella in tow...well she turns eighteen five minutes later so it's not much of a difference. I keep rambling on don't I, and what was the reason of this...Oh ya to tell about our looks. Well I have fifty four scars on my body, with limp brown hair and dull brown eyes. Eyes that have seen to much and question the threat of every person. I limp slightly, well maybe not so slightly because usually on days that it's sunny I need a wheelchair. I hate to think that we're going to inconvenience someone now. Happily it rains a lot in Forks, so I don't have to worry about that. On my lower back I have a tattoo that says 'Together forever, don't ever forget' that I had done with Bella when we were 14. Bella at least doesn't have the limp but she does have scars on the ends of her fingers so she can't pick up a pencil and it hurts to type. She wraps her hands in gauze every week to keep some of the marks from hurting too much but she has to see a dermatologist every month. Her hair is limp also but that's just the sign of the orphanage's shampoo. Her eyes are dark brown like chocolate but her eyes haven't lost their spark, or all of it. We are quite the pair.

I really was excited for the first time in years to see my home again but there were also memories here that weren't the best like the house, I shuddered lightly but Bella sitting to my right on the airplane still felt me. I really hated interrupting her because she was reading a book, a new one we had gotten as a gift from the orphanage kids, because of the direction my thoughts had turned. That was another difference between me and Bella. I could sit there thinking to myself where Bella needed to be doing something like reading to pass the time. I smiled at her and looked out the window to my left. Bella had offered to sit in the middle this time. I was grateful.

When we touched down I was so nervous to see Dr. Carlisle Cullen, the father figure and Mrs. Esme Cullen, the mother figure, who had just adopted us and were picking us up before we went to the house to meet the kids. With great sarcasm in my voice I muttered "Joy" just as a large family of red heads passed. The mother shot me a piercing glare but I pretended not to notice and instead looked at my twin who was leaving the plane. Here goes nothing.

"You ready?" Bella asked me as we went through customs.

"Oh ya, we get to meet two people who are our new parents-ish, and we get to meet eight new siblings in about oh, half an hour. Yeah I'm completely and utterly calm!" Bella giggled.

I looked to see a sign that said 'Bella Swan and Katie Swan' to our left.

"Great, they're already here," I muttered under my breath, "Bella, look to your left."

"Katie, I really don't like this," Bella whined.

"Suck it up" was my genius response.

"Katie, Bella so good to see you. I hope that you had a good plane ride," Mrs. Cullen looked between me and Bella pointedly.

"Yeah, it was about as good as a plane ride can get." I wasn't afraid of heights but Bella was, and Mrs. Cullen knew this. Maybe that was why she let me sit by the window. I need to think of things like this sooner.

"Let's get going then." The blond man, Carlisle said, smiling at Bella. He led us to a black Mercedes and motioned for us to get in the back.

"Thanks," I replied with a smile.

We were driving around town to get to our new house when I suddenly said to Bella,

"Eyes closed," and we both closed our eyes. I think that Dr. Cullen and Mrs. Cullen were starring at us because about half a minute later, when I opened my eyes, Mrs. Cullen said:

"Are you okay girls?!"

"Yep, we're totally fine Mrs. Cullen. Just some bad memories from that street. Thanks for asking though." Bella responded quickly, just as Mrs. Cullen told us to call her Esme. Again.

"You two should call me Carlisle also if you don't want to stick out like a sore thumb," He looked at Bella's hands when I gasped and Bella whimpered. "Sorry bad terminology," He apologized and Bella accepted it.

The car came to a complete stop and we jumped out and started up the long walkway to our new house, and our new family. And impending doom.