A/N: Hello all! This is my very first Twilight fanfic. So be gentle. I've had this idea floating around for a bit and couldn't believe that no one else used it yet.

And, I'd like to apologize for the probable lack of updates, since this is entirely for fun and I have school, a job, after school junk and friends to deal with too. On with the story!

I tried. I honestly tried, so so hard to make them let me stay. I had put my foot down. I was kicking and screaming but I still had to go. I had to go. To Forks. I shuddered at the thought of that dreary rainy town.

For every summer since I was old enough to remember Renée had shipped me off to Charlie. I mean, sure, Charlie was my dad and I did love him, just that town, ugh! There was nothing for me to do besides watch him and his friends fish, and occasionally play with the two Quileute girls there. I guess that shows how much I disliked it. I couldn't even remember their names.

I felt a little guilty. After all, they were nice enough to even let me play with them. If I see them this time, I'll be sure to remember.

We reached the airport, and I reluctantly gave mom and her new boyfriend a hug goodbye. I stared at the airport as the plane started to take off, clawing pathetically at the window as if, somehow, I'd be able to get out.

Charlie came to pick me up when the plane had landed. I smiled when I saw him, and rushed to give him a hug. Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad? I did miss him and on the drive back to Forks he asked me a load of questions, ones I answered without getting annoyed.

"Well Bells, here we are!" he said proudly when we pulled into his driveway. I sighed lowly, hoping he hadn't heard and climbed out of the car.

The house was the same as it had been last summer, and every single year before. Tiny, badly decorated, and there were pictures of me everywhere. I dragged my suitcase up the stairs and started to unpack my clothes into my dresser. I heard Charlie climb over the stairs and head towards my room.

"Hey Bells," he called.

"Yeah Ch—Dad?" I replied. I shuddered. I would need to get used to calling him Dad, again.

"Uh, Bells, you know that today is the fourth of July, right?" I nodded. "Tonight there're going to be fireworks at the park. I was wondering if you wanted to go down with me?" It seemed so hard for him to be asking me this, and it looked awkward too. "Maybe this summer you could meet some of the kids from town."

I smiled, faking enthusiasm. "Sure Dad, I'd love to go." He left my room smiling and as soon as he was out of hearing range I let out a groan before falling backwards onto my bed. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the hazy grey sky. It made me sleepy thinking about how there'd hardly be any sun this summer. Before I'd known it I'd fallen asleep.

"Bella!" Charlie called from the bottom of the staircase. "Get up! We have to go soon!" I jumped out of bed, stumbling on my empty suitcase but catching myself on the dresser. I pulled off my tank top and pulled on a new blue sweater. I jumped down the stairs two at a time and pulled on my sneakers, snatching another black sweater and sprinting out the door.

The ground was wet from a light rainfall while I had been asleep, and I could see it was starting to get dark out. I slipped on the grass as I bounded over the lawn, cringing at the police cruiser in the driveway. I slipped into the passenger's seat and Charlie pulled out.

"Had enough beauty sleep?" he asked me jokingly. I glared at him. That would probably be the only thing I'd do all summer. Sleeping and glaring. And complaining about rain. I let out a small sigh.

"Something wrong Bells?" he asked me again. I turned to look at him. He was concentrating on the road, but looked anxious and worried.

"Nothing Dad, just worried about trying to make new friends…" that was only the half of it. I really did not want to be here, fireworks weren't going to make it any better. Especially fireworks on a wet night.

We arrived at the park well before any of the other people had arrived. I guess that was because Charlie was chief of police after all, but there were only adults around. So much for the 14 year old making friends…

I wandered around the park, small souvenir stands were setting up and I could see Charlie waving from farther down the field, where the fireworks would be set off. I sat on a swing set, clutching the chains for dear life. I kicked aimlessly at the dirt below me and swung slightly back and forth.

Finally, more people arrived. Charlie came up to me with two adults and a boy my age in tow.

"Bella," Charlie said, making it sound like an introduction. "These are the Newton's and their son, Mike." I smiled at them and said hi, hoping it sounded like I was pleased to meet them.

The boy, Mike, was staring at me. It started to feel awkward and I frowned. I'm nothing special to stare at, I thought. Charlie and the Newtons were deep into a discussion about fireworks. Mike finally popped out of his reverie, snapping his eyes to mine. I smiled awkwardly and felt my face flush.

"So, Bella, you're Chief Swan's daughter?" he asked nervously. I nodded. "How long are you here for?"

"Only the summer. I've been coming here every summer. I'm usually down at La Push though…" Recognition flashed across Mike's face.

"Me and my friend's hang out at the First Beach a lot this time of year, you should come with us sometime! If… you want, that is…" He blushed and seemed fascinated with staring at a watch that wasn't there.

"Its quarter to nine," I said, trying to sound funny.

"What?" he asked stupidly. I rolled my eyes and sighed, continuing to stare at my shoelace while Mike said something or another…

"Oh look, Carlisle must be here to help out!" Charlie said, snapping me back to reality.

"Who're they Dad?" I asked, desperately trying to break away from Mike's blabbing.

Charlie turned to look at me smiling. "Dr. Carlisle Cullen and his wife Esme. They came here a couple of months ago," Charlie began to explain. I could see a large group of people walking towards us through the field. "Carlisle is a new doctor here, one of the best we've seen in years."

The Newton's seemed to agree with him whole-heartedly. "And so kind too!" Mrs. Newton began. "I mean, adopting all those children. Hardly children at that. They're around your age, Bella."

"They adopted them?" I asked. Charlie nodded.

"Edward, Emmett and Alice Cullen were all brothers and sister, their parents died. The same thing for Jasper and Rosalie Hale. The Cullens were nice enough to bring them in." Mike snorted. The figures were getting closer. "They're a bit weird if you ask me," he whispered. I'm not, be quiet. "I mean Emmett and Rosalie, they're adoptive brother and sister, but they're dating! Same for Jasper and Alice too." I nodded. That was a bit unusual, but so what? Maybe they were in real love…

I could now see the figures clearly and my heart nearly stopped. In the lead I was assuming were Carlisle and Esme. Carlisle was beautiful, with amazing blonde hair and golden eyes. Esme had wavy caramel hair and was amazingly attractive. Behind them were two girls talking quietly to each other, giggling every now and then. One was a short, pixie-faced girl, with spiky black hair. She was beautiful and seemed to be dancing rather than walking. The girl next to her must have just arrived straight off a runway. Her golden locks reached down to her lower back and she seemed like the kind of person who commanded the attention of every room she walked into.

The two boys behind them were equally breathtaking. The first I noticed was big. He was covered in large muscles and splashed on top of his handsome face was a mop of dark curls. But it was the boy next to him that made my breath catch in my throat. He was walking perfectly. Not slipping on the damp grass or having to watch where he was going. He had untidy bronze hair and the most amazing golden eyes. His face was pale, paler than my own and flawless. He was gorgeous.

"Hey Chief Swan!" the pixie girl called with a wave. "Jasper couldn't make it to help; he was feeling kind of sick." Charlie smiled and nodded.

"Good to see you again Carlisle," I heard my father say to the blonde one.

"We thought we'd help out around before the show started," the doctor told my dad with a breathtaking smile. Charlie nodded and smiled.

"Any help is welcome!" he exclaimed with a laugh. All of the kids smiled at my dad, I found myself smiling where normally I'd be rolling my eyes. "Oh!" Charlie suddenly said, as if he'd forgotten something amazingly important. "I need to introduce you all." My stomach fell down to my toes, and my face dropped. Oh. God. No.

"This," Charlie said, turning a hand towards me, "Is my daughter Isabella, Bella preferably." I felt my cheeks growing hot and I stoop up, slipping a bit on the grass as I went to stand next to my father. Carlisle and Esme approached me and smiled warmly. Carlisle shook my hand and nodded.

"Very pleased to meet you Bella," he said in a melodious voice. Esme came up and hugged me gently, smiling as though she were my own proud mother. They stood to the side and the black haired pixie danced up to me, shaking my hand and giving me a quick peck on the cheek. I felt my eyes widen and knew I had a horrendously shocked expression stamped across my features.

"I'm Alice!" she said cheerfully. "I hope we can become friends this summer!" The girl who I assumed to be Rosalie looked at me without even cracking a smile, nodded and went to stand next to her sister.

The big muscular one came up then. "Nice meeting you Bella," he began in a deep voice. "I'm Emmett Cullen." I nodded and smiled and it was then that I saw him.

He had been staring at me the entire time, and I had been finding it hard to not look at him. He looked at me with his mouth hanging open very slightly, almost unnoticeable. He had such a gentle expression on his face that I knew immediately I was going to blush. And then I did. I saw an amazing crooked smile spread across his mouth and he walked up to me.

"Hello Bella," he said gently. His voice was music to my ears. "I'm Edward Cullen. I'm very pleased to meet you." He took my hand and swiftly planted a kiss on it, causing my cheeks to change to a more violent shade of red. I watched him, just as he stared at me as he took his place next to his family. I only stopped when Charlie cleared his throat.

To be truthful I was a little angry that I couldn't keep staring at him for a while. "Well kids, I'm sure that there are some food stands and whatnot that need some help attending to. Since you all are the first here, would it be terrible of me to ask you guys to help out?" All of the Cullens smiled and replied with a 'No, they'd be happy to help.' Charlie gave me a look like he was asking me then. I smiled and nodded. Of course I'd help. It was better than sitting around for another while.

Everyone seemed to be moving away, searching for a job to do. Great. Not only have I no clue who anyone is in this town, I now have to find some sort of job to do by myself. I sighed, looked down to my feet and turned around. I was immediately bombarded by a pair of honey coloured eyes.

"Bella!" Alice exclaimed happily.

"H-Hello Alice," I mumbled nervously. She grabbed my hand and started to drag me off in the direction of the stalls.

"How about me and you and Edward go help out at the food stand!" she said happily. I nodded and turned around. Edward was right there behind me, flashing me his crooked grin and staring at me with those golden eyes.

Smexcellent. I have finished the first chapter! I'd like to apologize once again as I have to completely write these up from scratch and there's no telling when writers block will strike. There were so many parts I wanted to stop the chapter and leave a cliffhanger, but I thought that'd be mean. I really like lon gchapters so i thin kthis is okay for now. Originally I was going to sto pat "Oh look. Carlisle's coming to help" ahaha...

Also, I don't know what you guys do in America for the fourth of July .I just know this is what we do here, and we have another celebration for the town. So like, we'd have Canada day on the first of july and around the end of july its Clarenville day:D haha. Im a dork. Review!

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