Changing Time

Disclaimer:

Me: please give it to me, Edward

Ed: It's not mine to give. Ha

Me: You know it's not nice to laugh in people's faces. And I will get it sooner or later. But for now I own nothing that is included in TWILIGHT the best book ever.

One thing I forgot in the last chap. Bella is not the shy clumsy person we know and love. She is the exact opposite of that but the Bella we know will show herself sometimes in the story. If I forget anything else I will tell you up here or at the end of the story.

Last time

Man could my life get any weirder... no wait I don't think I want an answer.

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I ran from the school to my house. My house was a two story house that looked like the other houses in this small town. It had a patio and a grand yard on the outside. It also had a porch swing. The house had once belonged to my mother and father who now were not living in this world. I honestly never felt sad that they had left and I now lived on my own. I was never very close to my family; we just went our own separate ways.

They had died when I was fifteen in a car accident. They had been rich people in the town. Giving me what ever I wanted but, I was always a simple child who liked what they had and wouldn't want anything else. My parents never mind me being like that, they simply just got the money that was supposed to be used on me. When they died, me being the only child, they left everything to me. Since my family had been well known I was able to tap into their money and use it to do what ever I wanted before I was eighteen. Everyone figured I was able to take care of my self, and I was able too. I went to school got good grades and went to college.

Now in my living room I paced up and down in my usual spot for pacing. The worn out carpet was a golden brown. The walls a cream color decorated with paintings of different places that I had visited in my life time. The rest of the living room had white furniture. The living room had two doors that lend to the kitchen and the garage. To the left was a large stair case, and to the right was a wine room and bar.

I kept pacing the length of the room. All of a sudden I felt this need to get out of the house and run, so that's what I did, I ran. Finding the worn path in the trees I started off. In what seemed like no time I made it to another house that was just outside of Forks, close to the one I was living in now. This house brought back a flood of memories.

The house I stood before now was the last thing my parents had given me before they died. I know a little much don't you think, but like I said my parents were rich people. I have no idea why they got me this but I think it was because they were tired of me being in their lives. They never wanted me; I was just something that was a prize to be shown off.

All of a sudden I felt something hot at the bottom of my eyes; tears. I was had not cried sense I lost my parents that night, but now being alone, confused and scared I had nothing left to do but cry and I was not ashamed to do so. I turned around about to leave when something froze me in place.

"Hey you, over there, what are you doing on my land," said a voice that sounded angry. I was confused for a moment, the land had been given away when I turned twenty, me not wanting it anymore but nobody had ever bought it because it had been mine and they knew that I still came here often to visit the house. That and not many people had enough money to afford it nowadays.

"Turn around so I can see your face young missy," said the voice. Least to say I was scared out of my mind, but I did as they asked. What surprised me most was that the first thing I saw was a pair of green emerald eyes. Eyes I had seen not two hours before. If I had seen what was coming next I would have bolted and never come back but I didn't know that so I stayed and out of my mouth came my voice.

"Your land last I knew it belonged to no one around here." I all but yelled at him

"I am sorry but unless my parents lied to me, they now own the land." He replied in the same tone. Then somebody stepped out of the house and I could have sworn I almost fainted. There in front of me were six people who could have been models all in a row of couples. The first and oldest was a man and a woman who looked like they weren't a day over thirty. She had chestnut hair and green eyes that seemed to glow out of happiness only. She could not have been much taller than me. The man had blond hair that was cut short and a doctor's coat on. He had brown eyes that seemed to hold tons of knowledge in them.

The next oldest looking group seemed to be next. One was tall but had the body of a super model. Her blue eyes seemed to be hold a piercing fierceness and her blond platinum hair flowed down her to about hr mid back. The man next to her scared the crap out of me. He looked like nothing but muscle, but his brown eyes held nothing but softness and humor. As I looked over I saw two more people standing almost in the shadows. One was small and looked like she was so small that she could be a pixie. She had spiked hair black hair and was bouncing up and down. The man was about six inches taller than her and had the same blond hair that the other lady had. He seemed calm and relaxed even though his posture told that he was ready to spring at any moment.

I looked back at what seemed to be the parents of the group and stepped forward putting out my hand.

"Hello," I greeted trying my best to hide my annoyance. I was met by shocked faces. Quickly they righted themselves and said the usual greetings back.

The doctor who I had found out was Carlisle was speaking in the ear of his wife Esme. Then he asked the question I did not know how to answer.

"Who are you and were are your parents."

"I am… Isabella Marie Swan, but please call me Bella. Umm… my parents are dead and this would be so much easier if I told you the entire story." I finished not wanting to make lies I couldn't get out of. They invited me in and I took a look around my house to make sure that nothing was missing or broken. Luckily for them nothing was.

"So once again who are you? Trust me I mean no harm to you and you don't have to answer but please start at the begging." Carlisle asked

"Ok… well, as I said I am Bella Swan and my parents are dead. They died when I was fifteen but gave me this house as a present. That's why there is furniture and stuff already in the house. I am seventeen now and I live constantly in the house on the other side of the path, so if you need anything just follow it until you see a two story house much like this one only bigger." I finished trying to stick to the truth as much as possible.

"Some things I don't get are why you live alone, how you own two houses and why this one for sale if you own it," asked the big burly one. Ah, more questions I was hoping to avoid.

"Well I live alone because my parents were well known when they died so every one agreed that I could live alone as long as I stayed in this tone until I was eighteen. I own two house because my parents were very wealthy at the time and had money that they could spend. This house was the last thing that my parents gave me before they died and I could never deal with that so I sold it, but since this town was so small and poor nobody could or would buy it." I stopped talking and put my head down feeling the tears start to come back again. All of a sudden I felt arms around my shoulders. I hugged the stranger back feeling strange and odd at how I liked being hugged. When they pulled away I saw that it was Esme. She smiled at me and I gave her a watery smile back.

"Well I must be going, I have stuff to get ready for I just moved back and I have to go register for school myself. If you need anything just follow that path in the back and have fun while you are here. Forks may be small but it holds wonders and mysteries other places don't, trust me, I know. I just need to grab some things out of a room and then I will be leaving." I said getting up and heading to the stair case. I walked up the three flights of stairs and into a hallway that held a music room and a bedroom. Looking into the bedroom I grabbed my books and clothes, and then stopped to admire the view. I jumped when somebody whispered a 'wow' under their breath. I looked up to see the kids staring at the room and view.

:"Well I am going to take a wild guess and say you haven't seen the house yet. Also I would be more than happy to find the right rooms for you." They all looked shocked at my offer as if they thought I was going to yell at them to get out. Little did they know I had a long time ago decide that fighting and yelling never made anything better.