Oh my gosh thank you so much everybody who commented, I've never had so many in one go let alone a trailer... so as you wish (YAY) here is chapter one...

And I'm going to say from here on, as we all know - I do not own anything to do with twighlight... even Edward sigh lol


Ouch Damn it! What the hell? A frozen, wet solid slid down my back. A harsh snicker came from behind me. I whirled around. Should have known...

"What the hell was that?" I snapped at the tall golden haired boy now in-front of me.

His sapphire eyes shone as he smirked. "Oh Bella you just looked so tense. I thought I could do you a favour help you cool down!" He burst into another roar of laughter.

My vision turned red. Immature asshole, I seethed catching a glimpse in a mirror of the dark blue line tracing the back of my Mui Mui silk dress. Ice.

Making a beeline for the front door I prayed my father wouldn't notice the stain. Back upstairs in my room the relief I felt of being away from the guests downstairs thawed my anger a little. This dinner party which was supposedly meant to celebrate the graduation of Charlie and Renee Swan's lovely intelligent daughter had been once again turned into another excuse for my parents to flaunt our newly decorated Manhattan penthouse. The event consisted mostly of me walking around the room, chatting absentmindedly to one of fathers business partners or golf buddies and listening to each one ramble on about how they just knew when I was little, that I would someday graduate with honours from Parsons, top of my class. I caught myself chuckling. Yeah, that's really what they meant my first year, while shaking their heads and telling me I was better off at Harvard or Yale instead. Then there was the occasional family friend, like Rosalie Hale; a girl who I spent most summer camp seasons with. Or Angela Webber, my high school best friend who had stuck with me since the tender age of five. Then there was him, Edward Cullen, the jerk who had ruined everyone of my childhood christmases, not to mention the countless haircuts and party frocks. It wasn't enough that we disliked each other from day one, no. He enjoyed enforcing that hatred with endless pranks and teasing while , I in turn, fought back. Unfortunately both Rosalie and Angela had decided to ditch me for a night partying while I was stuck entertaining sick bastards like Cullen. But the upside was that his twin sister Alice Cullen had been made to stay too and was keeping me distracted while the clock crawled slowly around. Just my luck that he had gotten to me alone and unguarded.

Switching the hairdryer on I hoped that Alice would notice I was gone and come help. Her optimistic mood always helped soothe me, any glimpse of her dark pixie cut hair helped comfort me. Like I was with family, someone I could trust. Too bad about her evil twin sibling.

Once dry, a quick look at the clock reminded me of the only good part of the evening. 11.30pm. It meant that all the guests were officially gone by now and would probably not notice the 'belle of the ball' getting plastered in the corner of the room, at the bar. Fluffing up my hair and spritzing on a little of my signature perfume, Valentino Rock & Rose I made my way back to the dining room. 'Telepathic' Alice was already waiting for me in the corner, Cosmopolitan in hand.

"Time to get the party started sweetie!" she exclaimed before gulping down the sweet rose liquid. I followed suit and pretty soon we were up to our fifth drink.

"Tut tut Miss Sawn," came an annoyingly familiar voice. "Wasted at your own graduation party. How utterly cliché."

"Uhh Edward?" I said eying his white and cream suit combo. "You know you should really invest in adding more colour to your wardrobe... Here," I retorted pouring the pink liquid down his shirt. "See you look much better!"

"Bitch." He snarled.

"Au contraire," I downed another shot and began slurring my words. "It's Queen Bitch to you asshole!" He stalked off and set me off giggling. Well this night didn't turn out to be so bad now did it?

Urgh! A yelping cat was disturbing my comfortable sleep. I sat up dazed and felt a wave of intense nausea. Wait, that wasn't a cat... It was my alarm, reminding me I had an important day. Shit. This afternoon I was meant to have lunch with father and some 'guests' to discuss my future. I was pretty sure it was going to work in my favour, if only my hangover would too! I shut off the offending noise, noticing that my lunch was only 45 minutes away. Well isn't that convenient, I seethed.

Jumping out of the warm Ralph Lauren sheets I wished i could erase the amount of mindless 'soul-searching' I did last night. Rambling on to a barely conscious Alice about the faults and terrors about my 'perfect' life. Well that was a night similar to most.

After barely running in and out of the shower, thanking God that my hair was still primed from last evening. I slipped on simple grey wide-legged trousers, a J-crew white long-sleeved shirt and a black Armani suit jacket, my favourite 3/4 length one that had gotten me my pass in my finals. Just a spritz of perfume, light mascara, eyeliner and lip-gloss and I was out of the penthouse, my classic black Chanel quilted leather bag swinging from my shoulder, matching heels clicking against the stone pavement.

Walking into NOBU with an empty stomach lined with only Sparkling Pelligrino and remains of last nights drinking binge really isn't exactly the best idea. Though the Japanese cuisine served is probably the best in the whole world, fish is still fish and never mixes well with a funky tummy. So when seated at the empty table for seven, I took action with the advantage of being alone.

"Excuse me?" I stopped the waiter passing me. "Could you give me anything that absorbs liquid. Like bread or something?"

"Of course madam." I saw brief acknowledgement pass on his face. "Would you also like me to bring some Aspirin and more water?"

I smiled at the helpful stranger, "Yes. That would be perfect."

After chugging another litre of water and nibbling at my third breadstick I looked around to see if anybody was entering, and particularly somebody familiar. Just the normal crowd of WASP Upper East Side women gossiping about the calamities of others lives. What fun. I was about to give up and call father till I spotted a familiar black-haired Marc Jacobs jacket walking into the room. Here golden eyes scanned the room looking for somebody, her eyes rested me, and her whole face lit up.

"Bella! What are you doing here?"

"Hello sweetie. I'm just waiting for my father and some of his surprise guests to show up for some meeting we've got planned. It seems I wasted 15 minutes of my life just sat at this table. But you have made my bleary day better. So what are you doing here?"

"Actually Bella I have my own family meeting. Carlisle wanted all of us here to tell the family some big news. I'm completely in the dark!" I was secretly jealous of Alice whenever she mentioned her father. He had instructed his children to call him and his wife by their first names as soon as they had graduated high school, stating that they were both adults and should be treated like it. If only my parents cared enough to even give that a thought. Guiltily, I pushed that thought out of my head.

"Well it looks like we're all alone for the moment so you can keep me company until they all get here."

We talked for another 10 minutes until finally my parents and Alice's walked into the restaurant chatting loudly and laughing with each other. Father scanned the room until he found both us girls.

"Ah, there you are. I apologise ladies for our tardiness. It seems that whenever our families join together time just flies by. Right Carlisle?"

Dr. Carlisle Cullen followed behind, his dimples highlighting his handsome face. "As always Charlie. Bella my dear so nice to see you again after last night, once again congratulations."

"Thank-you Mr Cullen, you too" I smiled at the father figure as he helped his graceful wife into the seat next to Alice. My father took a seat next to Carlisle and my mother followed suit. The round table was full save for the seat next to mine and as I realised that it was the Cullens who were joining us for lunch, the latecomer became obvious. Internally I groaned, and I was the loser who had to sit next to him.

The food was ordered and conversation flowed easily between our table. I was just about to begin telling Esme- Alice's slender beautiful mother -what I hoped to do in the future when a wave of Lynx Dark Temptation flooded my nostrils.

"Hi everybody, apologies for running late. My meeting with the publicist over-ran. Mr Swan good to see you, and Mrs Swan always a pleasure." He shook my fathers hand and winked at my mother, before grinning at his parents. He took his seat next to me, never once actually acknowledging my presence.

"Ah yes, Edward how is your Record company going?"

"Very well Sir, actually we've just recently signed on a new artist. We're sure her music will interest our audience." He gave a wining smile to my father, enthusiastic about the classical music label he had founded two years ago. Barf. I thought. She's probably doing his slimey ass.

"It's so wonderful to see our little Eddie all grown up now." My mother gushed. "It seems like yesterday these three were making castles in the sandbox." Yeah, and then Mr evil had to stomp on mine when it got bigger than his!

I kept my seething to myself, I didn't need anymore trouble than the human form sitting right next to me. Through the middle of our main course, my father cleared his throat.

"I think it is time that we discuss the reason for this get-together." He paused and looked to Carlisle, whom in turn took over.

"Our families have been close friends for years, even before you children were born." He gazed affectionately at my parents. "There is a strong bond of trust between us, a sense of comfort each family brings to one another. We've been thinking about this for quite a while, and now that you are all grown-up and mature I think we can carry out something that will make both families thrive forever." His jade eyes glistened with tears threatening to cut his breath. My father took his cue.

"Edward, Isabella. We had decided that our families will be joined through both of you. Edward, I would like to welcome you to our family as my son-in-law, as part of our family, and us as part of yours."

"Isabella, my dear, I am so proud to finally call you my daughter-in-law. To properly make you the other daughter that I feel you've always been."

Not even the tears from a man who never cried could distract me from the emotional coma I was in. The news I had just heard was very different from the 'we would like you to come work for our company' speech i was expecting. Blankly I looked to Alice, to ask her to pinch me so I could be free of this dream, but when I saw her face I could see the guilty happiness she tried to hide as she noticed my stare.

I broke out of my trance, "Alice?" I whispered.

"Bella. We're going to be sisters! Isn't that what we've always wanted?"

I drew in a jagged breath, This was NOT happening.

I didn't even glance at the man who was -as always- causing me all this distress, didn't even occur to my mind that I should. It was his chair screeching against the floor that caused me to look up.

"Please excuse me for a moment." He walked in the direction of the front door, fumbling at his back pocket, finally producing a small white rectangular box. How intensely I suddenly envied him for being able to take his leave for a moment. What I wouldn't kill to be out there taking a drag and clearing my head. Another reason to hate him.

"Darling Isabella, we have so much to plan now. We all will make sure that you both have the wedding of your dreams. Alice, I take it you will be in charge of all the preparations of course?"

Before Alice had time to answer, I asked a question whose answer I began to dread. "When would the -" I paused, trying to choke out the word. "Wedding take place?"

Esme's jubilant smile brought back my recovered nausea. Then came her answer. "December 25th. Christmas Day. And of course the day you two first met."

That last sentence caused me to internally hyperventilate. They had been planning this since then?


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