Thanks guys! For that advice to skip a line for every dialogue in the story really was helpful! Sorry for not updating I got a new set of books and it was so good. Anyway thanks again and remember that twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer even though I wish it belonged to me so badly... :( anyway remember to REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!

Bella's POV

As the 2 years went by I grew to love the color blue. It always made me feel free like I can touch the sky and do everything. As I went to Phoenix it grew to be my signature color. It looked best on me and made me feel wonderful. When I first moved back to Phoenix was the first thing I changed. My color. Blue would be what you would most be see me wear and signing with. My mother made me first go the gym and made me lose all my fat and gave me a body any model would die for. After she got me the awesome figure I had, she took me on a the biggest shopping spree anyone could have in the world. My closet was over flowing and was making me have more clothes than anyone in my new school. I had only designer clothes due to my modeling career, oh and yeah, I AM A MODEL! That may have sounded impossible 2 years ago but here I am now! I have changed so much that you can't even really recognize me! I have an amazing tan and I love to play sports and have (thankfully) lost my clumsiness. I now play basketball, soccer, volleyball, lacrosse, tennis, and practically almost every sport. I sat in my light, baby blue room on my midnight blue comforter. I was deep in thought when my mother decided to yell as loud as she can to me from downstairs.

"Bella! Your modeling shoot begins in about a hour! You have to get there so they can get your make up and clothes ready!", my mother yelled. I groaned an slid off my comforter and glanced at the mirror covering my huge walk-in closet. My hair seemed out of place so I just slid it up in a messy ponytail because the hair stylists were going to do my hair for me anyway. I grabbed my purse full of my needed things like my iPhone 5 and my make up bag even though no need because the make up I needed was there but I packed it anyway. I took one more look at the mirror and smiled. I ran down the stairs gracefully and yelled,"Let's go mom!"