Chapter 1

I own nothing but the plot line of this story. First chapter guys! It will be a bit slow to start with but i promise i have great things on the way (well i hope you enjoy them as i do!). Please review and let me know what you think :)


I woke up in a cold sweat, disorientated and alarmed by the shrill ringing coming from a foreign object. Once it's silenced (for good I might add) I realise it was my old alarm clock. Turns out Charlie must have set it so I didn't sleep in for school. I feel emotion begin to overcome me a little over this gesture. Although I wish I had been forewarned, it was heart-warming to think he truly went to trouble to make sure I settled in ok at Forks High.

I suddenly remembered what had me in such a state when I woke up. I couldn't remember how my dream started but I did remember running, I was running through the woods from something. The problem was I was incredibly fast, like not just a track star fast but more than that. Graceful, almost like my feet were barely patting the ground as I flashed my way through the forest. I heard a light, almost tinkling voice calling out to me, taunting me.

"Bellaaaaaaa" like a whisper before it was gone. The further I got the closer the voice felt although I knew it was coming from straight behind me, becoming more prominent. Suddenly, in the distance I heard a growl, like one from a wolf. I felt a shiver of fear like something was expecting me. A split second later, a large silver wolf the size of a horse stepped up from behind the trees. Sunlight reflecting off his skin making him shine and displaying him like a trophy in a case. I knew suddenly that he would help me, I could tell, there was some connection there. I came to a halt directly in front of him as he issued a warning growl. I couldn't understand, I wasn't a threat but just as I stopped I noticed something deep in those wide yellow eyes. My own face was reflected there but my eyes were different. They weren't the deep chocolate brown I remembered, they were red, bright red.

In my confusion I had almost forgotten what I had been running from. It was almost too late when I realised the voice that had been taunting me drawing near and near had stopped leaving behind an eerie silence between me and this beautiful creature before me. I was instantly on edge, wondering why it would stop when suddenly I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "Gotcha" the voice whispered, directly into my ear, as two strong hands clamped themselves on my arms.


After my usual morning routine, I grabbed a granola bar and wondered how I was going to make it to school, forgetting I didn't know anyone or how I would make it there. I jogged downstairs to call Charlie when I noticed something on the dining room table. There was a note from Charlie.

"Bells, I didn't get a chance to tell you yesterday but I'm not going to be able to drop you off at school today because of my early shift but an old friend of mine managed to hook me up with some transport for you, stay safe and check the garage. Dad." Well I guess that explains it. Next to the note were a set of car keys. Surely he doesn't mean my own car right? I rush out to the garage to see an old chevvy truck sitting there. I squeal in delight, MY FIRST CAR. I try not to get ahead of myself but I'm so excited. I jump in the truck and start her up. IT ACTUALLY WORKS! I jump back inside to get my jacket and bag and then put the truck into gear to get me to school so I'm not late. I decide against calling Charlie at work and think about going shopping after school to get ingredients to make something nice for dinner as a thank you. Maybe I'll throw in a dessert too.

I pull into the parking lot and realise it's only half full and easily find a parking spot. The only problem is that it's raining and I have no idea where the front office is. Great.

As soon as I step out of the truck I am assaulted by a young preppy girl by the name of Jessica Stanley and a slightly shyer girl next to her, Angela Weber. They seem nice so far, they introduced themselves and help me find the front office where Ms Cope almost assaults me with the many pieces of "vital" information I will need for my first day including many documents to look at or get signed. My schedule lets me figure out that I'm almost in all my classes with either Jessica or Angela luckily except for Biology 1 but at least for today its after lunch so I might be able to find out if anyone else shares the class with me as Angela and Jessica promised to introduce me to the rest of their friends at lunch.

The first few classes pass in a blur, same routine over and over. I would introduce myself to the teacher and hand over a slip for him to sign, he or she would ask me to introduce myself to the class.

"Hi, I'm Bella Swan, I just moved here from Phoenix, Arizona and I plan to finish high school here and that's about it really"

And then I'd finally be allowed to sit down in one of the few seats left over – starting in January is quite unfortunate- and get on with the rest of the class while the curious students blatantly stared as often as possible.

After lunch, I was accompanied to Biology by a boy named Mike Newton who also had the class with me and after being formally introduced, seems to have taken a liking to me. He kept going on and on about a girl's choice spring dance fast approaching in March however I really hope he wasn't hinting that we may attend, together. Not that he is the worst human in the world but I've only just met him, it's a girl's choice and I doubt I'll even want to go regardless.

Finally, we reached the classroom to Biology and Mike sullenly retreated to his desk realising that I no longer would be able to continue the discussion with him. After I had introduced myself to the teacher and class itself, the teacher informed me, as if it were not clearly obvious, that there was only one available seat left in the far right corner. Just as I looked up I was met with the most alluring pair of golden eyes. They were like the colour of the sun but they didn't hold the usual warmth. No, it was like staring at the sun trapped in a glass container but I was still intrigued. I slowly made my way over to the table, quickly seating myself before casting a less creepy stare towards my neighbour. I hastily regretted my decision however, when I saw what seemed to be a look of utter revulsion and anger.

After a few minutes he began to relax beside me but still continued stony faced, staring only forward. I was confused, surely I couldn't be the problem as I had only just started. Maybe he wasn't happy being partnered? Maybe there's a reason he sits alone? I looked around the room briefly to see if anyone had noticed this weird behaviour and of course Mike was throwing me a look of concern and offered a shrug when I tried to silently communicate my confusion.

I really hope this wouldn't last the rest of the year because honestly that's just gonna suck and I like Biology so I'd rather not deal with Mr Grouch every time I try to learn.

I soon realised I hadn't listened to a single word the teacher had been saying due to my internal monologue but it seems we're covering a topic I already learned back home so luckily I won't have to study after my first day. As the lesson came to a close I tried to prepare myself for a speedy exit away from Mr Grouch despite the fact my next subject was gym which was NOT something I enjoyed. Ever. As luck would have it, or not, as I went to leave my bag got caught on the edge of the table causing most of my books to tumble out so I would have to pick them all up n repack my bag. OFcourse Mike Newton rushed to my aid but I was even more surprised when Mr Grouch, who's name I still don't know, leaned down and picked up a few also, handing them to me.

"Oh..umm…thank you" I murmured to him as he assisted me.

"Oh no problem" he responded, flashing me a dazzling smile before flouncing out the room. Thus, leaving me slightly dazzled and Mike's feathers severely ruffled.

On the way to gym however I did manage to wrangle some information out of Mike. His name was Edward Cullen, one of five siblings at the school already. He was adopted by Mr and Mrs Cullen and lived in a fancy house on the outskirts of Forks. It seemed he was always a loner so that explains the slightly frosty reception. There was something else though, something I couldn't quite pinpoint. I was distracted once more from my thoughts as I reached the gym and tried to find a way out of this lesson which was easier than expected as I didn't have any of the essential gym wear with me as it was the first day. This meant I was allowed on the bleachers, in the exception that by the next lesson I bring some proper clothes along. For the rest of the period I enjoyed watching people not crash and burn at playing volleyball and also let my mind wander to the new mystery that was Edward Cullen.


On my way back from School I stopped at the store and picked up the ingredients needed for Lasagne. I wasn't sure if Charlie liked Lasagne exactly but I'm pretty sure it would be better for him that the takeout and pizza he usually ingests. I just hope he likes it. I picked up the ingredients for a few different meals for the rest of the week to test out as well. I guess if I'm here for the long run I should start stocking up. From what I noticed this morning, there isn't much to go by in the house alone.

It didn't take long to get everything and once I arrived home I started on the Lasagne calculating that it should at least be ready by the time Charlie gets home, if not, a little later. While I waited for the Lasagne to bake I looked over the notes from English earlier, we were doing Othello as the reading assignment, which I was familiar with so I was hoping to get a head start on the writing assignment while everyone else read the book.

Soon it was time to take the Lasagne out the oven and just as I placed the tray on the countertop, Charlie arrived home. Perfect timing.

"Something smells good Bells, what you been making?" he called cheerfully realising he was getting a home cooked meal for the first time in who know how long.

"I made some Lasagne, I hope that's ok" I replied nervously "I wasn't sure what you liked and this is kind of a popular dinner so I just went with that".

"Lasagne is great Bells, don't worry about it, I love it!" he responded, seating himself at the table in preparation, beer can as an accompaniment.

"Good, I'm glad! I've got some other recipes I want to try out if you're up for it during the week" I said, giving him a small smile to convey that he would be my guinea pig.

"Sounds great to me" he chuckled "If all the food smells this good then I'll try anything!".

I dished out the Lasagne, giving him slightly more than me and we fell into a comfortable silence to eat. Charlie began to ask some questions about my first day and school when I suddenly remembered the car.

"Dad, I forgot to say, thank you SO much for the truck!" I couldn't hide the excitement from my voice. "It's so cool, I mean how? When? Why?"

A grin lit up across his face at my obvious happiness at the truck.

"You remember Billy from the reservation?" I nodded, I remembered him quite well from my visits "Well he had the truck just lying there and no longer needs it so he offered me it for much less than full value and since I knew you didn't have transport here it seemed like an obvious choice".

I couldn't help the wave of gratitude that overcame me and I gave Charlie a quick hug mumbling thanks again. I also promised to say thanks to Billy when I next saw him.

"About that actually" Charlie added in "I was supposed to be going over tomorrow to watch the game if you'd like to come, I'd be more comfortable if you were there instead of here by yourself".

"yeah that sounds great, I'm sure he wouldn't oppose to being a guinea pig to my next creation too" i chuckled.

"Yeah hahaha, I'm pretty sure if he doesn't inhale it, Jake will so don't worry about any wasted food" Charlie retorted.

"Ah Jake I haven't seen him in years" I said wistfully "Well I better get these dishes and go off to bed".

"Are you sure Bells? You did all the cooking; the least I could do is the dishes" he offered.

"Thanks Dad but its ok I've got them; you go watch some TV"

"well if you're sure..." he said, secretly relieved at not having to do them and retreating to the front room.

After the dishes I decided to go up to my room and read some more before going to sleep.


I was running again, same as before. The same dream was happening. The voice, the wolf, the light, the taunting. However, something changed. This time the dream didn't finish when the hands wrapped themselves around my arms. This time the hands turned me around. This time I was left staring into the crimson eyes of Edward Cullen.