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I never thought that I would be back here from were I left off. I left Phoenix because I couldn't handle the training. I still love it, and I'm still doing stretches now and then, but I wanted to do them because I love to do them, but when I am told I have to do a certain form with everyone else it got boring.

Being a contortionist was always my dream when I was a little girl. I first started when I was three and my mother brought me to see Cirque Du Soleil. I love how people were able to bend their own body into unusual shapes for entertainment. I told my mother this, at first she was scared because I had inherited her lack of equilibrium and managed to trip on almost anything.

About a month after that I was in my first class, when I got there I noticed that there were other kids, older other kids, kids that were about half my age their. We all formed into a line and they first taught us how to stretch. We had to work out our muscles before we were able to do anything. They made us to splits; I was surprised when I was the only one from the group to go all the way down. Splits with the left leg in front, then the right, and then down the middle; I was still the only one who could do them, well other then the teacher.

After that I kept coming back and learning more things, until at the age of 15 I could almost bend in half. From those years, I was moved from beginner to intermediate to advance. I got to learn with others, how to create a dance using contortionism and contorting with others.

There was even this one time when I was got to work with the people who inspired me. They were looking for people to help them in their performance and stopped at this school. They taught three classes and complicated routine, and pick the best two male and female.

I love that, both Carter and I managed the routine in front of millions perfectly and were congratulated in the back about how good we were. Since then, people have been asking for Carter and I more and more, until it because to much for me. I love working with Carter, but with high demands I was getting bored and tired.

On the last day I decided to resign and move in with my father. My father lived in a tiny town called Forks, It wasn't big, but it was secluded enough that I would be bothered by the press. I told my mother and she burst out crying, attracting unwanted attention saying that she would miss me. I gave her a hug and made it on the plane before anyone could notice me.

I found my spot and was glad it was near a window and not near the ally. I waited for my seat passenger when I noticed he carried the latest magazine that showed a front page cover of Carter and I. She sat down beside and started reading. I took a quick glance and read the headline:

"'Sabella Dwyer, Fired or Quit?"

That was the one thing I hated about the press, they twist stories around just to piss the person they wrote about off so they could write more stories about them. I gave a sigh and turned around and watched as the scenery changed.

"Miss would you like refreshments?" I looked at the flight attendant and smiled,

"Water would be nice." I said. The lady reading the magazine placed it down and smiled at the attendant.

"I would like one too," she said and turned to face me, her eyes widened at the familiar looking face she had just read in the paper.

"I can't believe it; I'm sitting next to 'Sabella Dwyer!" She yelled which attracted the whole plane. I gave a sigh and endured the rest of the flight with question, people wanting pictures, and autographs. Not once did I ever sleep, and the only time I was free was when my father lead me to his vehicle, which was a police car. People started taking pictures and I knew that this was going to be front page news tomorrow.

When I awake the next morning, I did stretches and positions before walking downstairs, my father passed me a paper and read the head lines:

'Sabella Dwyer, Good or Bad

'Sabella Dwyer was last seen being driven away in a police cruiser yesterday afternoon. Spectators noticed this and watched as their favourite female and youngest professional contortionist from the ever popular Cirque Du Soleil was driven away, no one knew who the officer was or why he was their. Some sources say that 'Sabella, formally known as Isabella, was and still is the youngest child ever to act as a contortionist in Cirque Du Soleil act. Many people are say that Isabella quit because of numerous statement such as pregnancy with Carter as the father, this was never confirmed, that she stole half of the profits the circus made, or that she was tired and quit as her co-worker Carter LeBlanc had explained, saying that stress was too much for her, that she need a break. Many people believe that she won't be returning but Mr. LeBlanc stated that she loved what she was doing and would be back when she was ready. More on page A8

Bella closed the news paper and sighed, her father gave her a sympathetic look. "It will be alright, if it make you feel better, I signed you up for school as Bella Swan, Police Chef Daughter, and I even got you this." Her father pulled out a package, in it held clip on extensions. She gave her father a smile and hug. Everyone was used to seeing her hair short and tripped so it wouldn't bug her during performance, with this on people wouldn't notice her, something she was grateful for. She gave her father a quick kiss on the check and took the extensions out and placing them in her hair. She walked over to a mirror and noticed the drastic changes. Her once short hair was now long and curled around her shoulders, and brings out her eyes and her pale complexion.

"Thanks dad, No one will ever know that I'm the one who can bend leg all the way up and over her shoulder." As she told this, she did the actions. Her father shivered.

"Alright, put that stuff away, I don't need to see that my daughter and eat with her foot." He teased and Bella laughed remembering when she was 13 and decided to eat gummy worms, while watching the T.V with her feet in front of her face bending from behind.

"You have to admit that was a cool way to eat candy." She said. He smiled and nodded.

"Well I am off to work, Remember just because you have the whole house to your self doesn't mean you can turn it into your own playground," he said. Bella gave a laugh and shooed him off, wondering what she was going to do until her father got back from work.