Disclaimer: Still not mine, but here's hoping

Chapter 2: Arrival

I settled into my seat with my headphones blaring Paramore into my ears. After successfully scaring off a lady and her baby with one of my death glares I pulled out my phone. I glanced around the cabin, I was one of the first to get on so I had my pick of seats and I was trying my best to make sure I wasn't stuck with any fat people, smelly people or babies. What can I say, I like a comfortable flight. I glanced at my phone noticing all the sympathetic texts and offers for me to move in with some of my friends, believe me if I could I would, but my mum had paid off the cab driver to make I sure went to the airport only and then some stuck up air hostess bitch met me at the door and stayed with me till I was on the plan, I was going to slap her because she was treating me like such a little kid.

I wasn't too worried, there was no way my dad would put up with the new me for very long. It would be so bad for his reputation, him being the police chief and all. I knew he would kick me out soon enough and then I could go move in with Kyle who felt very guilty. I had told Scarlett and she had told him so he rang me as soon as he found out, offering to sneak me away or pretend to be the taxi driver or some other stupid plan. He kept saying he felt bad because it was his fault, really it was since he was the one to get me started on the drink, drugs and parties, but I chose that life so I wasn't going to blame him.

I sat back and closed my eyes as the song changed to Airplanes by B.O.B and Haillie Williams, I almost laughed at how much I wanted to wish I wasn't leaving. Senior year was going to be starting in a week and I was being sent to the smallest town in America? This was really one of Renee's most messed up ideas. I opened my eyes and looked to the right as I felt someone standing next to me, I was prepared to scare them away with another glare when I noticed what they looked like. It was a boy about my age, tall, tan skin, blue eyes, dark air, sly smile and toned arms, oh I could definitely have some fun on this flight. I looked up at him from beneath my eyelashes and smirked. He smiled back and gestured to my headphones, I took the one closest to him out and smiled raising my eyebrows in question.

"Want me to put that up top?" he asked pointing at the bag at my feet.

"Sure, thanks." I replied batting my eyelashes slightly as I lent down and picked it up to hand to him. As he reached up to put my bag in the compartment his tight top rose up just enough for me to see his toned abs, I licked my lips and settled back in my chair as he looked down at me.

"I'm Paul." he said as he sat down in the seat next to me, smirking, letting me know he had noticed my staring. I didn't care since he was now unabashedly checking me out.

"Bella." I said shaking his hand gently and holding it for just a second longer than was average.

"So, where are you going?" Paul asked looking genuinely interested. Ugh a nice guy.

"Got kicked out so going to live with my dad in Forks." I replied simply.

"Why'd you get kicked out?" he asked, again looking interested.

"Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll!" I told him with a dry laugh.

"Really?" he asked sounding shocked and kind of impressed.

"Yup." I said popping the 'p' "Where are you going?" I asked trying to be polite.

"Being sent to live with my cousins and uncle on the Rez in La Push, so I can "get in touch with my heritage" as my mum put it." he replied, I was slightly pleased as La Push was right next to Forks so at least there would be one fit boy. I pulled out my flask and held it up in a mock toast.

"To being sent to small towns, for our own good!" I said sarcastically before gulping a couple of mouthfuls of the Jack Daniels I had put in this morning, I winced slightly as it burned on its way down, Paul laughed and nodded in agreement before taking a few mouthfuls out of the flask.

"A real drink," he started sounding shocked "I like you!" he exclaimed slinging his arm round my shoulder and handing me back the flask. I laughed along with him, I knew it would be a fun flight once he turned up.

Me and Paul spent the rest of the flight comparing stories of the things we had done to get sent to relatives. He wasn't as out there as me and my friends, but I was slightly impressed considering he seemed like such a nice guy. By the time the plane landed I was glad I had met him since it meant I would know someone remotely fun in the area, the attraction had gone though, yeah he was fit but not my type at all once I got to know him. He was one of those relationship types, yawn.

Once we got our bags from the airport I grabbed Paul's hand and started dragging him towards one of the back exits,

"My uncle will be here soon, I've got to go wait for…" his protests cut of when I waved one of my pre rolled spliffs in front of him. He smiled and started walking faster. We both burst outside and I lit up taking a long drag and smiling at him. He grinned back and took it from my hand to take a drag himself. We finished the spliff, laughing and joking as we both got high. When we finished and started walking round to where our guardians would be picking us up Paul suddenly looked scared and stopped.

"What's up?" I asked him confused.

"My eyes," he said gesturing "My uncle will know I'm stoned!" he finished starting to panic.

"Do you not have any glasses?" I questioned pushing my down over my eyes so my dad wouldn't have a clue. Paul shook his head and I sighed quickly shuffling around in my bag.

"Here use these." I said handing him some eyes drops that would cover up the redness and dilation of his eyes. He thanked me and ran off to the toilets to put them in after a quick goodbye and him giving me his number to ring him later.

I stood outside the airport waiting for my dad to come pick me up. Toxic Valentine by All Time Low came on my iPod and I smiled. The song kind of described how my life used to be, especially the chorus.

Sex and white lies

Hand cuffs and alibis

She lays her halo on her pillow as she sleeps,

Her, heart beats red wine

My toxic Valentine

I felt a slight pang of homesickness but shook it off quickly, Bella Swan did not get home sick. I looked up as a car pulled up in front of me. I groaned and frowned, Charlie had come to pick me up in the cruiser. He got out and stared at me,

"Bella?" he asked with a shocked expression his mouth hanging slightly open.

"Mmhmm" I hummed and leant down to pick up my bag. Charlie shook his head to clear it and walked forward.

"Let me get that." he said leaning down to pick up my bag still looking stunned. He put the bag in the back of the cruiser and turned around to smile at me. He gave me a quick hug.

"You look different." he said simply.

"Renee didn't tell you?" I was slightly surprised, it was her favourite topic at home.

"Don't call her that, she's your mother." he answered.

"Mother is a title you have to earn, so I tell you what, I'll call her mum when she's earned it." I replied sneering slightly. Charlie said something back to me but I ignored him and went round to the passenger seat and jumped in. I put my feet up to lean against the glove box and leant back against the door pulling out my phone and chewing on the gum I had put in to hide the smell of the weed.

I spent the rest of the journey in that position texting Kyle and Scarlett completely ignoring Charlie. I think he attempted conversation a few times, but I wasn't in the mood for being polite.

When we pulled up at the average size totally inconspicuous house I got out, grabbed my bag and waited for Charlie to open the door. I went upstairs to where I knew my room was. It was a plain room with white walls, a double bed with bed clothes my mum had sent a couple of weeks before in preparation, a wooden wardrobe and a desk for me to put my iPod dock and computer on when they arrived. There was nothing else except a small window which showed the typical grey Forks sky.

"I'm going out!" I yelled to Charlie as I left the house. I needed a smoke, badly and knew he would smell it easily in the small house. I put my headphones in with some Ke$ha and walked down the road, waiting until I rounded the corner at the end before pulling out my cigarettes and lighting one. I took a long pull and my eyes rolled towards the back of my head for a moment as I enjoyed the sweet nicotine hit. I knew it was a bad habit, but so were most of my habits. I was walking along in my own world when I heard someone fake coughing, I turned to look at some ugly ass fake blonde and her friends as they walked towards me giggling at their genius little joke. I quickly inhaled and blew it straight towards them briefly obscuring my view with a grey smoke cloud. The fake blonde reappeared first pulling a face which I assumed was supposed to be scary, but all she had done was open her mouth thrust her bottom jaw out and make an angry huffing noise I almost laughed out loud.

"Who do you think you are?" she said with the same expression.

"I think I'm Bella Swan…" I replied "Wait a sec let me just check." I told her turning my body slightly and pulling my knickers out looking at them.

"It seems my mum forgot to write my name in them, but I'm pretty sure I'm correct." I said with a falsely sweet voice and a smirk. The two girls behind her gave me odd looks as if they were trying to recognise me, I guess they were as confused as my dad.

"Who are you?" I asked rudely.

"I'm your worst nightmare!" the fake blonde replied stepping forward and shaking her head side to side slightly. I had to hold back my laughter because she looked so damned stupid.

"Really? You're an ugly, fake blonde psychopath who secretly fancies old men?" I asked with mock fear on my face and just to add effect I took a step back. Her face was a picture. Blondie took a step towards me so she was seriously invading my personal bubble, I so wanted to reach out and smack her.

"You are going to regret annoying Tanya Denali!" she hissed at me. I chuckled at her and her face turned livid.

"Lets go!" Tanya spat at her two cronies who were still looking at me oddly. I carried on walking.

"I must say, that was really hot." I heard a velvet voice behind me. I pushed my sunglasses to the top of my head and glanced behind me to see one of the sexiest boys I had ever laid eyes on. He was taller than me, muscled but not huge. He had a gorgeous face with a strong jaw, full lips pulled into the sexiest smirk I had ever seen, a straight nose, amazingly green eyes not brown-y green or hazel but bright, grass green and last but definitely not least dishevelled bronze coloured sex hair that I just wanted to run my hands through. He was wearing tight black skinnies and a plain blue t-shirt that showed off his abs. I took in his appearance in a couple of seconds. Composing my self I feigned indifference by scoffing at him and walking away taking another drag of my cigarette.

"It's rude to ignore people." his voice came again from beside me this time, I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and was stunned by how hot even his profile was.

"Fine continue to be rude." He said "I'm Edward Cullen by the way." he finished in a voice that suggested being Edward Cullen was some kind of achievement. Wait. Edward CULLEN! Well, fuck me sideways, this self obsessed yet gorgeous man was my old best friend!

Sorry to leave it there. I have a couple of ideas where to go next, but haven't decided yet so thought I would put this out at least. Thank you for alerts and reviews means a lot :D