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Chapter 1 – New Places

Okay, I had a great life. Good friends, a wonderful caring family, an awesome boyfriend and I lived in Australia. Well guess what, my dad tells me that I am to go to America as an exchange student. What the hell? My dad is sending me to America for three months when I'm in my final year? So here I was at the International airport in Perth, completely and utterly bored. I wouldn't see my boyfriend, my friends or my family for three months. My boyfriend and I had agreed to do the long distance thing until I get back, which I was all for. I didn't want to break up with my boyfriend and then come back and get back with him…

"Dad. Is this really necessary?" I asked him.

"Yes, Bella. It is. Your mother and I have got this all planned out. Now off you go." He said, shooing me to the boarding area. I looked at my father who stood next to my mother, Charlie and Renée. My father was a bit taller than my mom and was not good at expressing emotions. Mom, on the other hand, was and she did it a lot.

"Bye Bella. Take care. We'll miss you! Write to me everyday!!" She called. I rolled my eyes. Typical. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at her and then looked at my older brother. He was three years older than me and was in second or third year uni. I forget. I waved to him and walked away and boarded the plane.

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I arrived in Seattle and had to find the family I was staying with. On the piece of paper, I was staying with the Cullens. Carlisle Cullen was the father, Esme Cullen was the mother, Emmett Cullen a son, the oldest son, Alice Cullen was the youngest in the family and Edward Cullen was the middle. I walked out and saw a family with a sign saying,

Isabella Swan

I sighed and walked over to them.

"Hi, are you Isabella Swan?" The big burly boy asked me. He had curly black hair and blue eyes and was reasonably tall.

"Yeah." He smiled.

"Great. Let's go. I'm Emmett, by the way." He said as he held out his hand for me. I took it.

"Hi." I smiled back slightly. This guy seemed nice enough.

"I'm Alice." A short girl with short black hair bounced up to me and hugged me. "We're going to be great friends." She stated with a smile. I smiled at her, though she was very bold her enthusiasm and excitement was contagious, slightly.

"Hello, Isabella. I'm Esme and this is my husband, Carlisle." A lady with caramel hair smiled at me. I smiled back; she was very nice and caring by the looks of her. Her husband too, he had blonde hair; both of them were taller than Alice, though Esme was shorter than Emmett.

"Let's head to the car." Carlisle smiled at me and led the way to the car. The whole time Alice was babbling about something I didn't understand. We loaded my bags in the car and headed off for their home in Forks.

"Isabella? Did you hear me?" Alice demanded. I shook my head and looked at her.

"Sorry, what was that?" I asked. I was trying to be polite and make a good impression; I really didn't want this family to hate me. Alice laughed.

"I said, you will meet Edward when we get home. He's reasonably tall, plays football at the school," Alice giggled.

"Has an interest in music." Emmett cut in.

"Major interest."

"Plays piano." And the list went on. All in all, Edward sounded nice.

I sighed as we stopped in front of a large white house. Everyone got out and I followed, looks like this is my home for the next three months. If I really did make good friends here, then I would certainly miss them. I suddenly realized how much I was already missing my boyfriend as I unpacked. He had said that he would see me off, he was probably held up with basketball or football practice or something. Justin was truly a good person, he was loving, kind, caring, compassionate, determined and cunning. He had great ambitions and was admired by everyone at home. He stood at about a six foot four with straight black hair. He was well built and had a tendency to show off his muscles whenever he got the chance. Yes, he was a little full of himself, but beneath that he was a great guy. He also had brown eyes like myself, except his eyes looked close to black.

"Shall I help you?" I heard Alice's voice come from the bedroom door. I smiled.

"Sure, you can begin to put out my clothes while I put away some of my books and CDs." I pointed to the two bags sitting by the closet. Alice smiled and danced over to the bags and began putting my clothes in the closet, not without inspecting them first.

"So you like music?" Alice asked.

"Yeah." Alice giggled. I rolled my eyes. I had an idea of what she was thinking, Alice had told me that her older brother was with a tall blonde girl, who was her best friend. Apparently, Alice liked playing matchmaker.

"Bella? Do you mind if I call you that?" I was surprised when she called me by my usual name; I had forgotten to mention I didn't like being called Isabella. Oh well.

"No. I'm called that at home anyway." I smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Great. Why do wear such plain and ordinary clothes that cover you up? I mean, you have a great body type, you should show it off more." I blushed at her comment. Alice was entirely wrong. I did not have a good body type, I was pale as ever and I didn't tan, I also had long brown hair with plain brown eyes and an annoying blush. I was very plain and I knew it.

"No I don't."

"Yes you do. I'm going to take you shopping this afternoon." Alice insisted. I groaned.

"Alice! Please, not shopping! I hate shopping." Alice gasped.

"How can you hate shopping?" She demanded. She dropped the piece of clothing she was holding and walked over, grabbing my wrist, making me put down the books I was holding and dragging me downstairs. "Come on. We're going shopping right now. Maybe this trip will make you change your mind." We were heading for the door when Esme called out.

"Alice! Where are you taking our new guest?"

"Shopping." Alice opened the door and was about to run outside when Esme stopped her.

"Oh no you don't Alice Cullen. Isabella needs to rest after a long journey and we're all dying to hear more about her." Esme smiled at me.

"Fine. Tomorrow, then." Alice huffed and stormed off into the living room. I shot Esme a thankful smile as I passed her. Alice sat me down on the couch and then settled on the windowsill. Carlisle was sitting in an armchair with a newspaper on his lap. Esme sat down next to Emmett on the other couch.

"So, Isabella. What's it -?"

"You can call her Bella. She said that's what she is usually called." Alice interrupted quickly. Carlisle chuckled.

"All right, Bella. What's it like in Australia?" He asked.

"Er…hot and…dry?" My answer sounded more like a question, but how could you describe Australia? It was boring as hell! I hated Perth especially, I mean Melbourne and Sydney were amazing, but Perth was just so damn plain. I hated it. Everyone laughed.

"What's your family like?" Emmett asked.

"Er…my mom is a little dependant…my dad is independent and my brother is…different." Emmett laughed.

"Describe them." Alice demanded. I sighed; I hated all this attention.

A/N: Haha, like the first chapter? It's a bit different with Bella coming from Australia instead of America, but who cares? I don't. Enjoy it everyone!!