I think I'm dreaming. It's got to be a dream. My dad… he's actually smiling and laughing. He looks so young and light. Maybe its not a dream, maybe my dad is just happy, maybe just maybe this is real. I don't think I can forget his face like this; I think it's burned it my brain.

"Bella, Bella" I hear a faint voice say my name. No! I knew it was too good to be true but still I don't want to leave this dream. He looks so happy, so peaceful. "Bella, Bella. Wake up." The voice is getting louder. Ugh I swear if this isn't good I might slap the person who's waking me up from this heaven. "Bella, Bella." The voice yelled obviously shaking me now. "What is it?" I ask now completely awake and irritated. I look up to see the person who woke me up ready to give a peace of my mind. Oh! It's Nurse Cope. She's sort of like our nanny in a way; she's been our nanny since I can remember. I kind of feel guilty for almost yelling at her. She is so sweet. I mean anyone who could deal with Rosalie, Alice, and I any not pull their hair out and act bitchy has got to be sweet.

"Your late dear, get dress" she says softly. "Late for what?" I say getting up now stretching. "The morning checkup dear. Your father is waiting for you. Alice and Rosalie are down there already." Crap how could I forget again, I've been doing this for practically my whole life. Morning check up is something my father invented to keep an eye on us. Ever since my mom died this palace, my life, everything I know has turned in to a prison. My dad has taken overprotective to a new level. Me and my sisters can't do anything off palace grounds we can't even walk around this stupid palace without stalker guards following us. But me I have double the guards, why you may ask. I look exactly like my mother and I hate it. I wouldn't mind looking like my mothers twin except for the fact that every time my dad looks at me he sees my mom. He sees all the ways he could have saved my mom and tries them on me.

After rushing putting on jeans and a t-shirt (nope sorry no puffy dresses) I run to my fathers office. As I step in his office I notice the familiar grimace on his face. My sisters were standing there as usual. To me I've never been pretty just plain jane, my sisters were anything but that. Rosalie was tall and has blond pretty hair that stops at the middle of her back. My dad said she got the color from his dad. She always dresses to show off her curves even if no one sees them but us. She has hazel eyes and if I didn't know her I swear I would think she was a swimsuit model. She is very confident but very sweet and she can wear her heart on her sleeve. If you're nice to her, her wall comes down and you would wish you can spend everyday with her. She's the oldest, 19 to be exact. Alice is kind of short with jet black short pixie hair. All her features are small but it fits her thin body. Basically she looks like a pixie. The girl can talk a mile a minute and is a shopaholic. She's 18 years old. Can make you laugh so hard even when it's the worst day you ever had. And me well I have brown wavy hair that stops at the middle of my back. My eyes are chocolate brown and I'm extremely pale, I guess it's because my mom was part albino. I'm the rebellious one who loves to be free. I'm 16 just about to turn 17.

"Your late again Isabella" he said stiffly emphasizing again. I flinched at my full name, he must be pist. "She's always late. I love to see the day she is actually early." Rose said snickering. Did I mention my sisters can be a bitch at times? "Sorry I woke up late" I mumble getting in line next to my 2 snickering sisters.

"Yes well now that you decided to grace us with your presence we can discuss some important events. In 2 weeks Bella will be turning 17 the age for becoming a legal adult. We will be throwing an annual ball for becoming an adult now…" "No" I yelled interrupting my father. He looked up at me from his desk "Is there a problem Bella." "Yes I don't any party. Why don't you just get a cake sing happy birthday and call it a day." I said getting mad "Uh oh I knew this wasn't going to be easy" Alice whispered to Rose. "Both of your sisters had a ball at 17 and you are as well" He said looking mad too. That was kind of the problem I was too much like my dad in some areas like being stubborn and not wanting a big fuss made over which is why we always clashed. He had learned to deal with being fussed over I mean what do you expect when you your ruling a country. But I'm not like that I hate being the center of attention. "I don't care I don't want a ball or anything. I'm not like them so just let's leave it that. "I yelled now completely pissed to no extent. He stood up now looking like as red as a tomato. I could tell he was about to blow but I could care less I wasn't backing down. "You're no different from your sisters. If they had one you're having one end of discussion. You are the same as everyone in this room." He yelled huffing and puffing from yelling so loud. I lost it not even thinking about what came out. "I'm NOT like everyone here. I'M not going to sit here shut my mouth and do something hate. I am most definitely not like you in any way so forget that. And I'M NOT MOM EITHER" I screamed and stormed out and slammed the door when I finished yelling at him.

I ran to my room trying to find something to do with my hands before hit something. I started to throw darts at the chart on my wall. I started feeling a little guilty. I shouldn't have brought up mom we rarely talk about her especially not with him. I heard my door open but didn't turn around. I knew who it was. "Well that was harsh." She said sounding a little disappointed. I turn around and saw Rose sitting on my bed patting the space next to her. I went over and sat next to her. Ever since our mom died Rose had taken the responsibility of filling her space trying to be a mother figure. She does a good job if I might add always there for us exactly when we need her. I used to hate the idea of her taking moms place but now it's nice to have someone there for you.

"I know I just lost it back there. I wasn't really thinking. What did he say when I left" I said sighing knowing when I saw him again I was in deep shit." He looked pretty shocked and angry. He didn't say anything about just dismissed us. How are you? That must have been something you've felt for a while." She said while patting my hair. "I don't know I just am tried of living my life feeling trapped. Ever since mom died it's like all our lives and futures died with her. You can't say you don't feel the same way Rose. Your 19 now tell me something in the last 10 years have you even stepped off these stupid palace grounds. Real life isn't like this. Have you even found someone you can say you want to spend the rest of your life with?" I explained desperate to find understanding in her eyes. "No I haven't that someone yet but I want to. I know its hard now and we all feel trapped even Alice. But life is not bad I mean we mostly get anything we want." She said jokingly nudging me in the arm. But this was not a topic I joked about. "I'm serious" I said standing up now. "I'm not like you and Alice. This is not what I want. I actually prefer to live in a small town where I'm just like everyone else. I want to grow old with my soul mate in peace. And if I can I want to see different things in the world. I want to walk around without guards following me every second. I want to live my life free the way I want. I want someone to look at me and see me not mom Maybe I was switched at birth or something." I cried. "You were not switched at birth and you know it. I know it's a little harder for you and I wish I can change that. I wish I could take you and Alice away from all of this but I can't and I'm sorry. But you have to realize that dad is suffering too. He misses her everyday. She was his world the reason he woke up in the morning, his reason for being. And she was taken from him and he blames himself for not being able to save her. He looks at us and sees a little bit of her in us everyday. He sees mom's ability to love everything and one with out even thinking about it in Alice. He sees moms mothering skills in me. And he sees her looks, her strength, her kindness and love in you. Imagine seeing that everyday and not seeing that person. In his mind he is saving her in us." She explained trying to help me see our father in another light. I sighed I knew she was right. I love my dad and understood his methods but I just wanted him to see me for me. "I know, I know and I get it. It's just that…" I trailed off not really wanting to repeat myself again. I needed to escape this palace, this life just for an hour or 2. "Look can we stop talking bout this. I just need some space to think." I said trying to make her leave the room. "Ok, I gotta go to tennis practice anyway. And the couch is cute. Can you just promise me to come to dinner please?" She begged standing up now. I looked in her eyes and could tell she really wanted me there. "Yeah I'll come I'm in enough trouble as it is" I told her grimacing at the memory of my fight between me and my father. "I'll see you tonight ok and don't do anything stupid ok" she said while hugging me. "Alright bye" I said pushing her out of the room. "Well bye" she said while I closed the door on her. I waited till I heard her foot steps disappeared got a hoodie then headed for the window.

I've been escaping the palace grounds since I was 13. I'd leave then come back before anyone noticed I was gone. It was my only way to be free. I climbed out the window and dropped down. (It's not as far as you think) I ran to the fence that separated me from the real world and moved a loose bar and crawled through it. And there I was, in the real world the life I always wanted. I put my hood on so no one noticed me. People were walking and talking to other people having a good time. I felt so free alive. I was walking down a block when I saw some guards. Crap! Dad must have added some local guards to make sure everything and one were safe and things were in peace. I needed somewhere to hind before they saw me. I turned and saw a pretty house. It was fairly big and looked homely. I knew it wasn't right but I couldn't get caught. I ran up the porch steps trying to make it look like I was a resident going in to the house. Surprisingly the door was open so I stepped inside. It was gorgeous inside, whoever lived her loved to decorate. There were pictures everywhere of a good a looking family. I started to look at all the pictures on the wall. They all had a handsome blonde pale man standing next to a beautiful caramel-colored hair woman. In the middle of them was the cutest boy I have ever seen. He had bronze hair and the prettiest green eyes I have ever seen. They looked like a happy family and it made me wonder is that how my family looked like before the most important member died. I was just about to look at more pictures when I heard a voice.

"What are you doing here" the hard cold velvet voice said. I turned around quickly and then that's when I saw him.

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