A/N: When I first wrote this story, I had a Beta, this time I am doing the re-write alone. As with my other stories, every chapter will be at least 2,000 words.

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Disclaimer: I DO NOT (sadly)own anything Twilight related. S.M owns those rights and I am beyond jealous of her.

*Begin*

Mom, Renee, left our father, Charlie, when Bella was just 2 years old. At that time, I wasn't even considered a possibility, but I suspected that I was indeed in the process of being born.

Mom said she didn't want to live in a small town the rest of her life, she wanted to get out and see the world, meet new people. She didn't want to be stuck married to a man who would never leave his safety blanket. A man who cared more about his job then his wife and daughter. So, she packed up hers and Bella's bag and left, never looking back…that was until I was discovered.

She found out she was pregnant just after she left and got settled in Phoenix Arizona. She was already 2 months along and she just didn't know what to do, she just knew she wouldn't go back. She decided it was better for her new life that Charlie never know about me. So, she went out and met my dad, Phil, she had a one-night stand with him and lied to him about me being his daughter. He never doubted what she said because they didn't use a condom and mom wasn't on birth control. He knew getting pregnant the first time does happy and for the longest time he thought he couldn't have kids.

He never doubted why I came "early" or why I didn't look like a premature baby. Maybe he had those questions but was just so happy to have a biological daughter that he didn't care to ask them. Or maybe my mother came up with a grand scheme that would never have him guessing. I wondered though. I wondered why my last name was Higginbotham after my mom instead of Dwyer like my dad. Why I had all the same features as Bella, and I looked nothing like my dad. But I guess none of these things mattered as well.

For years we were a happy family. Mom became a stay at home wife who worked from the comfort of her own computer as a Transcriber, Dad was a professional baseball player in the minor leagues, Bella was the doting older sister, and little old me was the go getter daughter. We had a cozy little 2-bedroom house without a backyard, but we did have a pool since Phil tore down the garage since there was no need for one. We didn't have neighbors, so it was very quiet and hassle free.

Mom and dad were very happy together, they never argued, and we always had good family day trips. Everything was set in motion for my sweet 16 and I was counting down the days until I could get my own car.

Until one fatal day when a drunk driver crashed into us. Dad was away at a game, Bella was at home studying for a test, and mom decided to drive me to my ballet rehearsal. Bella normally took me to practice but I knew how much she cared about school, so mom finished work early and said she didn't mind being my driver. I was barely alive when they found us, which made me luckier because since mom died on scene, then they could put all their effort into me and save my life. I remember them saying the seat belt saved my life because if I hadn't been wearing it, I too would have perished alongside my mom.

I needed to have emergency surgery if I was going to live. I needed to have a kidney removed because it was just too damaged, and I needed a blood transfusion. I also had a broken collar bone, a broken arm, a broken leg, and I needed to have multiple sets of stitches on my face and on my body. The gashes on my face weren't huge and would barely leave a scar since 1 was on my hairline, 1 was in my hair, and a couple on my right cheek, but to me I would always see them. The doctor said the impact of the airbag plus the force of the seat belt was what broke most of my bones on the right side of my body. And the impact was so great that it shattered all the windows in the car, which made it difficult to remove all the glass from me in 1 day.

The drunk driver had hit moms' side of the car and even if she was wearing her seat belt, she still wouldn't have made it. I kept telling her to put it on, but mom was such a free spirit that she did whatever she wanted. I was like her in every way, except I followed the rules. I guess our little Bug was no match for the giant Pickup Truck the guy was driving.

The hospital was where we found out that Phil was not my father. His blood type didn't match mine and when he requested a DNA test, it proved how selfish my mother really was. While Bella and I were both O Positive, mom had been B Positive, and Phil was A Negative. So, after Bella donated 2 bags of blood, she called Charlie and he was at the hospital that night ready to do anything for the daughter he knew nothing about.

After that Phil left and all parental rights went to Charlie. So, once I was healed enough to travel, Bella and I would move in with him. When I could talk, I asked Charlie if I could have my last name changed to Swan. It wasn't that I was getting revenge against my mother, but I wanted to fit completely in with my father and sister. If I was going to start a new life, then I wanted the name that came with it. I wanted to make up for lost years.

It was hard getting used to the new idea that Phil wasn't my biological father, after all he was the man that raised me for 15 years. It was also hard to leave all my friends behind, especially my Ballet and Gymnastic teams. Unlike my clumsy, tomboy sister, I was graceful and loved to do all kinds of things. I had many friends since I was so active in clubs at school, while my dear sister was only in the book club. Of course, I was in that too but mostly so I could spend time with Bella and get to know the things she liked, Book club was our thing and we did it very well.

Since Bella was just about 3 years older than me, we didn't have many things in common. While I always had a day packed with things to do, she was always home or on the sidelines cheering me on. We may have hardly gotten along since I was the annoying little sister, but I could always count on her to be there cheering me on or helping me practice. She basically raised me while our mother was out doing her own thing, working, or was at one of Phil's Baseball practices or games.

I was kept in the hospital for 6 weeks and Charlie didn't leave my side once. Once I asked if he would lose his job, but he explained that not much happened in Forks, Washington. Besides, his boss understood the need to be with me and gave him the time off, plus being the Chief had its benefits. I also made sure Bella kept going to school so that she could pass all the finals in 3 weeks. She was also able to bring me home all the missed work I had so that I could pass all of my finals. Neither of us wanted to repeat our grades and the school took some pity on us and let us take the tests afterschool when everyone was gone.

I was still in a cast and covered in bruises, and I needed Charlie with me to push me around in a wheel chair. I didn't want people to laugh at me and I didn't want Bella to be embarrassed. Of course, she would never admit that she was ashamed of me and she probably wasn't, that didn't mean I felt any better about the situation.

After we took our test we went back to the house and even though it was a sad reminder of om and dad, I was excited to show Charlie where I grew up. Bella was also glad Charlie got to see where she was raised. We got to show him all around town and I even took him to the gym to introduce him to my gymnastics team, the girls all signed my cast and my gym instructor gave me flowers. Then we went across the street to the little plaza so I could introduce Charlie to my Ballet instructor. The kids their signed my cast and the teacher wished me good luck. After that he took us out to eat and it was a good time with laughs to start us off to hopefully an amazing relationship.

It took us until the beginning of July to pack everything and send most of mom's things to goodwill, that was about 3 weeks. We decided on only keeping the important things since most of our things could be replaced. The day we left, Charlie had all our things shipped to his house and we only took a small bag with us on the plane. We got special seating for my wheelchair and we made sure to get a direct flight, so it didn't tire me out too much.

When we landed in Seattle, Charlie made a phone call and minutes later a friend of his showed up. It was a police officer from Seattle who was supposed to escort us home. Bella and I sat in the back seat while he sat up from. The ride was about an hour long and was completely quiet, I guess there was no need to talk now since there would be plenty of talking at other times.

Moving in with Charlie was a little hard since he had just the 2-bedroom house, so for a couple weeks Bella and I shared a room while we were on the hunt for a 3 bedroom house that Charlie could afford by ourselves. It also worked out since she would be able to help me when I got my cast off. My muscles were very weak, and I didn't want to go to physical therapy. I just did at home strengtheners that got me back to full strength in no time.

Thanks to a good family friend named Carlisle Cullen and his wife Esme, we were able to get a good deal on a rather nice-looking house. The best part was it was only a couple of blocks from the shops the little town had to offer; a bookstore, a small grocery/camping store, a small clothing store, a diner, the police station, a minute clinic, and a convenient store. It was a nice variety and I knew we wouldn't need to go far for certain things, and I would be able to take the walk instead of having to ask Charlie or Bella to drive me.

I would be going to the same school as Bella, which she was excited about. She couldn't wait for me to see all her friends and have me see this other world she lived in for so long. I was a little upset though because I would be a Sophomore with no friends while she was a Senior and already knew half the school. I was also upset because Forks didn't offer sports teams other than Football and even though I loved watching guys get all sweaty and beat on each other, the team sucked. Sucked so bad that they never won a single game and the town cared more about its academics than sports which was sad for a small town. This team needed a new make-over but there was no way I was joining, I didn't look good broken.

If I wanted to do anything, I would have to go to Seattle which was an hour away and since Charlie worked all day, then I wouldn't have a ride there. I could have asked Bella since she had her own Truck here, but she had friends and did things on the weekend and who was I to take that away from her? My sister deserved the life she missed out on in Phoenix. Maybe this year I would be the one to sit back and be there for my big sister as she completed her last year of high school. I could just take the year off to rest my body before trying out for anything major my Junior year of school. Or maybe I could send in a petition to get a new club going o at school and it can be something we could do together like Book Club.

I mean I knew the school had clubs and it was looking forward to dealing with but when I was talking to Bella about it, she told me though most of the clubs were for Seniors. So, I guess that just meant that I would have to petition to have clubs for the lower grades approved for as well. Looks like I had some work cut out for me.