Authors note : I'm gonna name the chapters after the characters and the chapter will be from that characters pov, at least to start with :)
2004;
Phoenix, Arizona
Chapter 1: Bella.
The moving van left mum and Phil's house, and I sighed knowing we was next to follow it. Only once at the airport we would go our separate ways. Mum and Phil were heading to Florida, and I was heading to the wonderful, amazing Forks, Washington. Watching my ever scatty mum check the house once more, I took one last glance back before jumping into the waiting cab.
Because I was moving on my own, most of my belongings were spread between the boot of the cab, and across our laps. My mum, Renee, asked if I was ok, and I simply lied, avoiding eye contact at all costs. Mum wouldn't even let me move, if she thought I was upset by it. But I had allow mum and Phil the chance to be happy too. Always gave me the chance spend some time with Charlie, my dad. Not that I usually call him dad, but would have get used to doing so, as he hates me calling him otherwise, even though he calls me Isabella, knowing I despise that. Mum seemed happily fooled by my lie, and gave me a reassuring hug. I'm more worried for mum going off into the big world and not having me around to help her, than myself. I was definitely the more mature of the two.
Mum was the big hearted, scatty, eccentric one, and I was the reliable, quiet one. It worked for us. Resting my head on my mum's arm, it was to my disliking how soon we pulled up at the local airport. Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the cab and thanked Phil as he helped me place my belongings onto a waiting trolley. This was my last chance change my mind, but looking at Phil and mum all loved up, eyes only for each other I sighed, and smiled at them both. Giving mum a lingering hug, I took in as much as I could of her, from her look to her smell. She always seemed to smell of aromatherapy oils, and coffee. Her soft blond hair brushed against my cheek.
"Well come on kiddo, best get you on this plane." Phil said, giving me a quick hug. Although he was taking my mum away from me, I did like Phil. Despite the fact he was younger than my mum, something I am sure was a bad influence on her lifestyle, I felt safe in the knowledge she would be safe with him.
The tannoy called for the departure for my flight and with one last hug, I checked in my luggage and headed off for the plane.
Forks, Washington.
As the rain dripped down the police cruiser, I remembered instantly why I detested Forks so much. It was always raining, a complete contrast to the sun of Phoenix. Not that I was tanned, for someone who lived in the desert, I could pass as being half albino. I swept some of my brown hair away from my face, It was apparent that the climate here was not going to be good for my hair, It seemed to be losing shine already.
Sighing, I kept my eyes focused on the road ahead. I'd already caught people looking in at the police cruiser, all the way from the airport. Must be a rarity see a passenger in the front of a police cruiser not in uniform. It was a reason I hated Charlie driving me around places. We always had to use the cruiser, which meant getting funny looks. Not that I'd been to Forks in over 4 years. Once I spent every summer here, after mum and Charlie broke up. But when I hit my teens, I put my foot down, and now just see Charlie when he visits. As we drove into the driveway, I was fast enough get out of the car. I looked at the house I was going to be spending the next year in, and sighed. It hadn't changed abit.
"Isabella, before we go in I just want say. I am really glad you are here." Charlie wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders, and gave me a very awkward hug.
"Me too Dad." I said, lying again before heading upto my bedroom. Would hurt Charlie's feelings if I told him I detested being here. And seeing I was stuck here for the foreseeable future, It'd be easier for him think I was happy.