Hey guys! I know a lot of you wanted me to keep Isabella Rose as Isabella Rose, and I'm really sorry! But... fear not! Her personality will be kept the same, she will still make her own decisions; not follow the plot of Twilight, because that would basically be re-writing Twilight and what would be the point in that?

Anyhoo; one of you had a question about where I got the character 'Isabella Rose' from? Well here's your answer;

My name is Isabella and my best friend's second name is Rose. I would describe 'Isabella Rose's' personality as shy; but can be confident to get things done. That again relates to me and my best friend. I'm the shy one, she's the confident 'let's get things done' one!

Anyhoo; here's your third chapter!..

I'm stumbling around Port Angeles Airport, searching for someone who was supposed to be my father; Charlie.

Suddenly I felt two thick arms around me and almost screamed, you can't really blame me; I am in a world where vampires and werewolves exist. After about five seconds of my silent panic attack, I realize it is just Charlie. Phew!

In the car, me and 'my new father' chatter on about random things like the weather. Predictable much? But then fall silent. This gives me time to think.

My first thought is of how long I'll be staying here in Forks. Will it be long enough to meet the Cullens? Wait... Do I want too?

'Yes, you do.' Says my confident half, and I know she's right. Ever since I'd read Twilight I'd been a little jealous of Bella, and now I was living her life, and most of that life contained the Cullens.

The more I thought of my favourite vampire family, the more excited I got; I tried to stop myself, I didn't want to get my hopes up too high. For all I knew - I could only be here for an hour, maybe not even that.

I then changed to wondering about why I'm here. It's a good thing, of course! But still... What brought me here? Was the 'old me' dead? Or is this a dream, like in 'The Wizard of Oz'? I'm so confused, but also so grateful. I'm living every Twilight fan's dream I realized.

When Charlie slowed down, I checked the window for my new home, for however long it might be. The house was a nice two-bedroomer. Only one bathroom. But that was fine by me; I might not even be here long enough to use it.

Parked next to Charlie's cruiser, was the truck. I almost leapt with happiness! Somebody, somebody who loved me, had bought me a present. Not a 'It's your birthday/Christmas and I'm related to you so I have to' present; a kind, genuine present. I most have been glowing with happiness as Charlie looked at me and smiled, glad that I liked it.

"So you like it, huh?" He smirked, maybe he had expected some sort of teenage tantrum.

"Sure, dad, it's great. Thanks." I gave him an awkward hug and he messed up my hair.

Charlie carried my very few bags up to my room, and then left me. Bella was right; he didn't hover. But that was fine by me, I still needed sometime to think.

That night, I didn't cry like Bella did. I smiled, I thanked who-ever or what-ever it was that sent me here. I needed to think up a name for that guy, at the moment I had taken to calling him 'Notsurewho-Notsurewhat'. Great name, huh?

~*The Next Morning*~

I had woken up early this morning, wanting to have some time to take in everything that had happened before being thrown straight back into Bella's life. Everything was going fine until it came to Charlie's present.

How the hell does one drive?

For ten minutes I've sat staring at all the... thingymybobs scattered across the dashboard.

What on Earth does this do?!

Charlie comes out of the house to ask why I hadn't left yet and instead of thinking of an excuse my hand automatically twisted the key, changed the gear and backed out of the driveway onto the road.

ONTO THE ROAD.

Oh my Goodness, I am driving. I am driving. How on Earth am I doing this!?

I feel as though my body is on auto-pilot as I follow the signs toward Forks High School and as long as I don't think about the fact that I am driving, I am fine.

After a few minutes I reach the school and gladly hop out of my truck, grateful to be alive.

I look around and scan the few faces standing around the car park. Bella was so right; this school is tiny - only three hundred and fifty-seven - now fifty-eight - students. How am I going to cope? That's when I remember Eric, then Mike, not forgetting Jessica or Lauren. Help me!

I bravely take my first step towards torture (Recently re-named as school)...

Thanks for reading! I was gonna' do Bella's school day, but seriously...

It's 12:30am.

I'm tired.

I want my bed!

But... Because I love you *COUGH*And you love me too and are going to review!*COUGH* I'll put another chapter up tomorrow, deal?

Okay guys, so it's the end of another chapter, I'm guessing you know the drill by now:

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Anyways, byee!

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