A.N: This is based on Twilight and my friend, Sasha, and I have written our interpretation in script form. Wow.
We find the American words vs. English words debate absolutely fascinating and amusing.
Now if we have offended any Americans we apologise, we love you really.
Please review after.
Disclaimer: We don't own Twilight nor do we own their characters, to our disappointment.
Chapter 1- Arriving
Bella stepped out of the airport to a cold, rainy scene, dragging behind her suitcase she looked around.
Bella: Hmmm, this reminds me of England.
She jumped as someone touched her shoulder, she pivoted and body slammed him into the wall.
Charlie: Bella?!? He looks scared.
Bella quickly lets go.
Bella: Dad! Oh my gosh! I am sooo sorry! I didn't…I mean…Oh my gosh! I'm sorry, I got scared.
Charlie: clears throat, No worries. I guess those karate lessons paid off.
Bella: Yeah, I guess. I'm good at sports but I'm still clumsy.
She turned to pick up her suitcase but tripped over the handle that was pulled out.
Charlie: I see that.
Bella: Yeah as if to prove my point I trip on my own suitcase. Who does that?
Charlie looks like he was going to reply.
Bella: It was a rhetorical question.
Charlie: He reddens, I knew that.
Bella: Sure you did.
Charlie: Come on young lady. I forgot how sarcastic you were.
Bella: Hey. I'm English I have an excuse.
Charlie: I'm sure. Oh by the way, Imitates a posh English accent, I love your accent.
Bella rolls her eyes.
Charlie: I was being sarcastic.
Bella: You were trying to be sarcastic. Trying and not succeeding. Imitates an American accent. I think your accent ruined it.
Charlie: Get your suitcase.
Bella: Yeah we better hurry or we'll miss the rugby game. SARCASM.
Charlie: That reminds me, there is one on soon. Let's go….and it's football not rugby.
Bella: If the ball is not round it's rugby.
Charlie: This is America. It's football.
Bella hums the American anthem.
Charlie: How patriotic.
Bella: Fine then. Hums the English anthem. Let's go then and watch some rugby.
Charlie: Football!
Bella: If I wish to be a rebel and call it rugby, which it should be called, then I will.
Charlie: You'll start saying it eventually.
Bella: NEVER!
And so the argument of football vs. rugby continued throughout their journey to the small town of Forks.
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The car pulls up to the house. They enter the house and Bella goes upstairs to put her suitcase in her room.
She walks downstairs to see Charlie sitting on the sofa watching T.V.
Bella: Ah, I see you're watching rugby.
Charlie: Yes, I'm watching football.
Bella: Hmm, whispers, Rugby.
Charlie: whispers, Football.
They glare at each other for a while until a toothpaste advert comes on T.V making them jump up.
Charlie: stares at T.V. What a weird commercial.
Bella: Yes I agree this advert is weird.
Charlie: Commercial.
Bella: Advert.
Charlie: I'm going to the kitchen, do you want anything?
Bella: Yes. Chips.
Charlie: narrows eyes, Yes. Potato chips.
Bella: Yes. I think the fact that their made out of potatoes is quite obvious.
Charlie: Yes. I'm sure it is for someone as "smart" as you.
Bella: Yes. Stop saying yes.
Charlie: No. Are you happy now?
Bella: YES!
Charlie leaves for the kitchen.
Bella: The ADVERT has finished and the RUGBY game is back on!
Charlie mumbles to himself in the kitchen and returns with a bowl of crisps.
Bella: Cha...Dad. I said chips.
Charlie: Yes. So I have brought you potato chips.
Bella: You may have failed to notice that those are crisps.
Charlie: No, they're potato chips.
Bella: Oh forget it. I'm going to bed. Love you. Goodnight.
Charlie: mumbles I love you too. Goodnight. Don't let the bed bugs bite. Literally.
Bella shrieks and runs screaming from her bed.
Charlie: WELCOME TO AMERICA!
*End Scene*
A.N: We know Bella and Charlie's relationship is quite different compared to the book but we wanted to change things. You know shake things up a bit.
Oh yeah and she does karate. Ha, we wanted to make her more independent and not as vulnerable, I think it is a nice twist if I say so myself.
Please review we want to know what you're thinking, unfortunately we're not psychic.