Disclaimer - I only do this at the start of every story, as to not take up space on chapters. But I don't own Twilight or the characters, I just use them to fulfill the stories I have in my head.

My name is Isabella Swan.

I moved in with my father Charlie, he is the chief of police in the small town of Forks. I hate the cold and wet weather that seems to occur everyday in the small and miserable town, I much prefer the sun and the heat of Phoenix. But I didn't really have a choice.

I was living with my mum and my stepfather Phil in Phoenix. But they were in a terrible car accident that took both of their lives. I was at home at the time. My mum was such a free spirit and preferred to go out and see the world and experience all it has to give. Whereas I am more of a hermit. I prefer to stay at home with my books and the Wi-Fi. That night they had gone to a party, my mum begged me to go. But since I refused, she dragged Phil along with her instead.

Maybe I should have gone. Some days I definitely prefer to be dead than have to endure what I do everyday of my existence.

They were driving around a bend in the road, when a drunk driver had come from the opposite way and caused a head on collision. I was told Phil died on impact. The steering wheel crushed into his chest cavity, punchering both sides of his lungs, and broke several of his ribs. My mum died later after she was taken to hospital. I wasn't able to be by her side, because she experienced head trauma from the accident, which caused an aneurysm in the brain to rupture and she went into immediate surgery. Unfortunately, they couldn't save her in time.

After both of their funerals I was sent to Washington to live with my dad. He couldn't make it to the funeral. He said he was caught up with 'work'.

But I'm hoping that moving across the state and starting at a new school will help to give me a clean slate. I won't be known as the sad girl who just lost her mum in an accident. I will be known as the new girl at school. Any new change in the small sleepy town of Forks was big news.

Stepping off the plane, I walked through the terminals to collect my luggage. I didn't bring much. Just my clothes, a couple of keep sakes, and my electronics. Everything else was sold along with the house.

Wheeling my suitcase through the crowds of people in the airport of Settle, I started to scout the area for my dad. I saw him standing off to the side, talking into his phone. Whatever they were talking about, he didn't look happy.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over to him. Charlie didn't look up until I was practically right in front of him.

"Isabella," He said in a way of greeting.

"It's just Bella, Dad," I replied in a monotone.

Charlie and I were both as awkward as one another. Perhaps there had been too many years in the time since I last saw him for him to remember that I prefer to go by my nickname.

Charlie scowled but didn't say anything as he turned around and started to head out of the airport leaving me to hurry to catch up to him.

"Is everything ok?" I asked slightly breathlessly as I sped walked to keep up with him.

"Just shit happening at work. Everything always goes to shit when I'm not at the station." He spat as he slid into the driver's side of the police cruiser, leaving me to heave my large suitcase and three large duffle bags into the boot.

Somehow, I felt like he was blaming me.

"Oh . . . well that's no good. Will it be easy to fix?" I ask hesitantly as I slid into the car beside him.

"We'll soon see. Though it wouldn't have happened if I didn't have to come down here today."

Ouch.

"I'm sorry to inconvenience you then," I snapped back at him.

His angry eyes turned to glare at me. "Don't take that tone with me missy. I won't take any attitude or disobedience in my house. You will do what you are told when you are told. Do you hear me?"

I quickly nodded my head. My eyes widening in shock. I never remembered my dad being so angry and quick-tempered. Though it has been about six years since I stayed the summer with him.

Charlie huffed and turned back to the road. Navigating out onto the busy highway to take us back to what will be my new home.

I blinked the sudden tears away. I watched as all the buildings and pedestrians turned into trees and the moss-covered ground as we approached Forks.

Pulling up to the house I slowly got out the car, stretching my limbs as I stood. Charlie got out and stomped ahead of me into the house.

I took a deep breath. I am now here.

Living in Forks.

With my father, Charlie.

This will be a good thing . . . I think.

I gathered my belonging from the boot of the car and made my way inside.

So, this was just a short chapter. An introduction in a way.

Please let me know what you think of the story so far, and if I should continue.

There will be some graphic scenes, and some triggering situations in future chapters, so if those sorts of things bother you, this may not be the best fanfiction for you to read.

There will be vampires and werewolves in this story.

I will try and post the next chapter tomorrow.

See you next time!

~Sarah xoxo