Chapter 1- History
Bella's POV
" We are now making our final decent into Port Angeles, Washington where the local time is 4:35 pm, Cloudy skies at a temperature of 62 degrees. Thank you for flying United Air Lines, We hope you will choose us the next time you fly". I was informed while trying to cat nap hoping to forget the last year of my life. My final destination really wasn't Port Angeles, I would still have to endure an hour long drive to Forks Washington, where I would spend the next year of my life before I was free to go where I wanted and do what I wanted.
Forks is a small, rainy town where I spent the first half of my life with my Mother Renee, Father Charlie and Older brother Emmett. I haven't been back in four long years, and the reason I am returning is all my fault. I don't really want to move back to Forks but I can't continue living in Phoenix either, I really didn't have a choice in the matter. I was still underage at 17, so I can't make life changing decisions yet ( at least that's what they tell me), they, meaning the child court service. I hate that I am still considered a child with everything that I have been through in the last year.
Now to straighten out the story I want to first inform you that my mother and father got divorced 8 years ago when I was only 8 years old , when I moved with my mom to Phoenix, while my older brother stayed with my dad in Forks. The reason's are unknown to me nor do I care anymore. When I left Forks my life was so much fun. My mom and I in a big city in Sunny Arizona, we lived in a small, cramped two bedroom apartment but we loved it. It didn't rain all the time and the sun was always out. Mom started teaching at the local elementary school, and thats where she met Phil and his son Dylan. Phil was a minor league Baseball player and Dylan was 3 years younger then myself. We all got along great when mom and I moved out of our too small apartment into Phil's house. Mom and Phil got married a year later, and Dylan and me acted just like siblings as soon as we moved in. We fought all the time, but it was always fun, never anything too meaningful. Life just couldn't get better at home and school was great.
I went to Harrison Elementry school where my mom taught, I met my best friend Kate and Tanya Denali, They were twins and we instantly were attached at the hip with each other. We went to Jefferson Middle School together always made sure to be placed in the same classes. We did everything together, If one of us got into trouble we all did. We had sleepovers every weekend. Just normal girls growing up together and experiencing life together. The only time we didn't see each other was when I was in Forks with Charlie and Emmett during summer break. It was the only time of year that I saw them and thank god it didn't last too long. I missed Dad and Emmett but I hated the rain and I hated being away from Mom, Tanya and Kate.
We were pretty popular but never the center of the school. When we went to Arcadia High. I was a sophomore when my whole world came tumbling down on me, so let me start at the beginning of that year. High school was everything I ever dreamed of. I had 6 classes with my best friends, I was dating James Owens, the varsity Quarterback. We quickly became the center of the social circle with James. We ruled the school together, and the fact that Three of us were only sophomores just made it that much sweeter.
My home life was great, Phil had some money from his family so anything Dylan and I wanted, all we had to do was ask and it was ours. We even had a cleaning lady who would clean the house once a week for us. Since mom and Phil traveled to all of Phil's games, the house was our's for the taking. I was constantly throwing parties, and paying Dylan and the Cleaning Lady, Lauren extra for their silence. I was the epitome of spoiled, the only thing I ever missed was my older brother Emmett. He always took care of me when we still lived in Forks, but things changed when mom and dad divorced. I was so happy to be in a huge high school that I was the center of. I was a legacy in the making. Or so I thought.