Chapter 1: Forks
The reason my Mom made me come to Forks is because I skip class. A lot, and by a lot I mean not just once or twice in a semester, I mean once or twice a week. She seems to think that I won't ditch classes any more though, probably because there is nothing to do in a small town like this where its always raining and there is probably a limited supply cute guys to hang out with.
My dad always talked about how much I am like her but, I'm not even close. From the pictures I'd seen and the stories I had heard, Bella was very pale, had chocolate brown eyes and was a total klutz. On the other hand, I have a slew of freckles across my nose and cheeks, blue eyes and I have a fairly decent tan. So far as I know, I'm not a klutz. My Mom pulled up in front of his house, it looked the same as it had when I was ten years old and last here. I walked up the stairs into the guest room, but Dad came in,
"Becks this is not your room."
"No Dad, its okay, that was Bella's room, it has all of her stuff in it anyways."
"No I made it up for you."
"I really appreciate it; well I should unpack …."
"'Night, Becks." He replied.
I let out a sigh and got down to work, setting everything up just the way I liked it, clean and neat. I pulled out my laptop so that I could email my friends in Florida, and let them know how much I missed them. I noticed that Bella's room, my room was much smaller than the one I had grown used to in Florida, but it was nice, cozy almost. That night I fell asleep with the creepy feeling that someone was watching me. I shook it off, I just needed some time to get used to being her right?
I woke up the next morning to my Dad yelling at me, saying that I was going to be late! When we finally pulled up Forks High School, I got out of the car as fast as I could, headed straight for the steps that would led me to a new fairly boring life…sans skipping, 'sounds like fun' said my internal voice dripping with sarcasm. But Dad yelled out in that embarrassing way that all parents have,
"Becks do you want me to come to the office with you?"
"No, Dad I'm fine," I replied just wanting to get on with it,
"Well, I love you Becks."
"Love you to Dad, I got to go or I'll be late," I turned and got swept up into the tidal wave of students hurrying up the stairs.
Chapter Two
New school, New town, New Life
When I walked into English class for the first time, everyone seemed to be staring at me. When I soon realized that they were all just looking at the teacher and not at me the freaky new kid, I relaxed a little, not a lot but the edge of my first day anxiety wore off. Mr. Green, whose name I knew from looking at my timetable, told me to sit beside Jamie Cullen, in the back corner as far away from everyone as he could. I said hello but the boy just glanced at me, gave me a look of disgust, then looked away as quickly as possible. I thought to myself, "wonder if I smelt bad, or something," but quickly dismissed the thought with the fact that I had showered only a couple of hours before. After school two guys I had met at lunch, Alex and Mack, gave me a ride home, when I asked about why the Cullen's were so weird they replied saying that they were always strange and distant form the other kids. 'But,' my mind whirling 'Jaime was very, very cute and remarkably single,' maybe my luck was changing.
Later that night as I was cleaning out the closet in Bel-no my room, I really need to stop thinking like that, so I could hang up some of my clothes. Beneath an old shirt I uncovered a scrap book. I assumed it was Bella's since this used to be her room, I was still curious about her so I opened the slightly faded pages. The pictures mostly concentrated on some incredible guy I had never seen before, from the inscriptions underneath I read that his name was Edward Cullen. That name was eerily framiliar. Cullen… Edward… Jamie Cullen. I though to myself, Maybe Jaime knew Edward, maybe he knew what happened to my sister...
I had planed to ask Jaime if he knew Edward the next day, he wasn't there. Nor was he there for the next day or the next. After waiting three days, my head was killing me, my brain swamped with all the questions I had about her, and yet, I still knew nothing. When Jaime finally showed up in class a week later he still wouldn't talk to me so I gave up on the nice route and blurted out;
"Have you ever heard of a guy named Edward Cullen?"
Reluctantly he replied, "Yes and why do you ask?"
"Well he married my sister, Bella about eighteen years ago and then she died suddenly, I want to know how and if I am anything like her…if you knew her anyways…" I trailed off leaving my words hanging in the air,
"Your Bella's sister!" he exclaimed, "Wow you do have big shoes to fill. I'll ask Edward tonight if he wants to meet you, okay?"
"'kay, thanks Jaime, I owe you one."
"No, you don't need to worry about it, just a favor. "