Here's Chapter 1! I hope you all like it!

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Here we go!

"BELLA!" I heard Nessarose shout as I got the last of my things in the car. I looked over at my best friend as she ran over, hugging me fiercely. I held her close in return while she kissed my cheek.

"You can't leave me! I'll miss you too much!" She cried out.

I smiled and kissed her cheek back quickly. "I'll miss you too girl!"

"Text me as soon as you get there!" She demanded.

I smiled, nodding. "Yes Mistress!" I teased her.

"Damn right I am!" She laughed.

Her Dad texted her to head home soon. We held onto each other longer, crying as if we were about to break out into a rendition of For Good from Wicked, then she let go.

"Bye Bella Bear!"

I smiled back with tears in my eyes, "Bye Nessa."

She kissed my cheek again, then ran to her car and drove off, waving goodbye. I waved back then turned back to the house.

I went back inside and grabbed my electric piano, and put it back into its holder. I treated it like my baby, cradling it in my arms. I came back outside and as I closed the trunk, I went to look for my mom.

My mother was having one of her 'tearful' goodbyes with an older woman of the neighborhood. I laughed as I watched her and Mrs. Jackson clinging to each other like Nessa and I did. When we were alone, Mom and I would always make fun of them and their 'talented' children. We definitely didn't regret moving away from our neighbors. She said her goodbyes, promising to call her soon. Somehow, I doubt that she would.

Mom and Phil, my step Dad, were going down to Jacksonville, Florida to pursue his baseball career. I could've gone with them, but I knew I was just gonna get in the way. I offered instead to go to my Dad's in Forks, Washington, one of the smallest and rainiest towns in the U.S. It's not like I minded a rainy day anyways, I often found stormy skies soothing.

"Bella?" My mother's voice broke through my thoughts, I turned to her and she threw her phone at me. I barely caught it. "It won't work again!"

I laughed softly and looked at her phone, will my mother and technology ever mix? "You put it on hold again!"

She ran up to me and grabbed her phone back. "What?"

I smiled softly and grabbed the phone back from her. "Oh sweet, you called Canada!" I teased. My relationship with my mom was more best friends than mother and daughter, and honestly, I loved that. If it wasn't for Nessarose, she would've been my only friend.

She glared at me and pushed me playfully. "Well, I'll get it eventually. I need to be able to get a hold of you on the road….I love the sound of it, 'On the road!'" She smiled, swooning at the very idea.

My mother, ladies and gentleman, the attention span of a jellybean. "Very romantic." I said dryly.

Phil, who was getting stuff into the car as well, walked up to us and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Yeah, if you call motels and crappy ballpark hot dogs romantic."

She laughed and turned in his arms, "Anything with you is romantic." Phil smiled and kissed her softly.

I rolled my eyes and fake gagged; I had never been the romantic type myself. I tended to find that stuff mushy and idealistic, I decided that love wasn't for me.

I finished putting Phil's and Mom's suitcases in the car until I felt a pair of arms around me. I smiled as Mom whispered to me: "If you change your mind, I'll come and get you."

I shook my head and turned to her, "Mom, I wanna spend time with Dad. I only see him two weeks a year, and I still don't really know him. This could be a good thing."

Mom raised an eyebrow, "But I thought you hated Forks…?"

I sighed softly, "This isn't about Forks, it's about getting to know my Dad. Don't worry, I'll be just fine. Nothing ever happens in Forks anyway. You'll still get to see me during Christmas."

She still looked worried so I smiled softly, "Besides, Dad's cooking leaves a lot to be desired! Maybe I can teach him a thing or two!" I gave her a playful wink.

She shuddered at the memory of his lack-luster cooking, "No kidding!"

Phil came up to us and put his arms around our shoulders, "I hate to break this up but we have a plane to catch!" We laughed and headed to the car.

As we started driving away, I looked back at the house. It had been my home for years, and seeing it pass me by felt foreign. I sighed and sat back in my seat, hearing Mom and Phil talk about Florida. I put in my headphones to drown it out, listening to Spamalot. I really needed some British humor after all of this. "Monty Python, take me away." I whispered to myself.

Anyways, after all this describing my home and my situation I haven't told you anything about who I actually am, sorry about that. Well, I'm Bella Swan, daughter of Charlie Swan and Renee Dawson. I'm an only child. Mom and Dad's relationship had been too rocky to last long enough for another kid. I am an absolute theater and musical freak. Broadway shows are my life, and I'm hoping one day I can go to Broadway to become an actress. I am also a bookworm, a self-proclaimed freak, and generally, an oddball.

Nessarose always used to joke that the song "Belle" from Beauty and The Beast was written about me. I just would smile and hit her arm when she did, we'd always had that close-enough-to-tease-out-of-love bond. I already knew I was gonna miss Nessarose. She was one of the only friends I had here, and even if we texted and called, it wouldn't be the same if we couldn't give each other a friendly wallop.

'Bell, you'll see her in December during Christmas break with Mom next year, relax.' My inner monologue reminded me.

I opened my eyes as I heard the French-taunting King Arthur and his knights. I looked out the window and saw the Phoenix airport coming up ahead. I sighed and looked back at my phone screen. A drawing of Jack and Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas Nessa drew me happily smiling back at me. Phil parked the car, and I got out with Mom. We got all our stuff out and walked to my gate first. Mom hugged me tightly and whispered, "I'll miss you so much Bella!"

I smiled and held her close, "I'll miss you too Mom." I don't know what I'd do without her.

Suddenly, my flight was called. I grabbed my stuff and looked over to Mom. "BYE BELLA!" She yelled, and Phil waved at me politely.

I laughed a bit, even after three years of knowing me, he still gets so nervous around me. I waved back and walked into the gate. I sat down in my seat and looked at my phone to turn on airplane mode. Jack and Sally smiled at me again. I smiled back at them for a second, they were just a symbol of home and past comforts, then looked out the window at the Phoenix sky.

"I'll miss ya." I whispered. I laid back in my seat, put on the Hamilton soundtrack and closed my eyes, letting the sounds and Aaron Burr lull me to sleep.