Welcome to the Big Easy

Life in Forks that summer was so much fun with Jacob. She didn't want it to end, but the chance to travel to New Orleans for her senior year was just too good to pass up. So she left the comfort of her new found home, and set out scared and nervous about living an independent life. She finds that making friends is easier said than done, until she meets a mysterious and gorgeous new stranger…AH.

I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. All belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

Entry Number One

The Introduction

Name: Isabella Swan (but I prefer Bella)

Age: 17

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Skin Color: white…very white

Specialties: Basically, just being clumsy. And tripping…a lot.

Interests/Hobbies: Reading and writing

June 1, 2009

This is my first journal entry, and certainly not my last. I plan on filling these pages with my great adventure, one I will regrettably have to start in Forks. See, my life has been great up until this point. My mom, Renee, and I lived a perfectly happy and content life. She is passionate and eccentric woman, and is always ready for an adventure. I guess that is why she decided to follow Phil. Phil is a photographer for National Geographic. He travels the world, visits hundreds of countries and popular destinations searching for the ultimate picture opportunities. And before he left for his latest trip to Africa, he asked my mom to join him. I was getting ready to start my senior year of high school, and felt horrible telling her that there was no way I could join them. And because I could never stand to see my mom disappointed, I decided to let her go off with Phil, and explained to her I would move in with my dad Charlie in Forks, Washington. She could tell that I was upset about leaving my friends and familiar life for a new one in Forks, but I was able to reassure her that it was only for one year, then I would be heading off for college. She finally agreed after much arguing and debating, and I was on my way to Forks just two weeks later. After tearful goodbyes with my mom and friends, I set off to the airport, ready for a new (and probably dull) chapter in my life.

P.S. I am on the plane now, sitting next to a very large boy, but very handsome. He is tall and dark, Indian I would think. His name is Jacob Black. His eyes are big and dark, and well, sort of smoldering. He bumped arms with me a few times, and he seemed very warm, almost hot. His arms are very strong and the sculpted abs of his stomach can be seen through the tight material of his…shoot! He is leaning over to read what I am writing again. He is cute, but very annoying. He is so fun and playful, and the conversations we've been having are so easy and …

Hey! This is Jacob speaking. Stupid Bella won't put down this book and talk to me, so I am writing in it now. I bet she is writing down all her deep dark secrets. That may be the reason she his hitting me violently…ouch! I'll get you back for that Isabella Swan! By the way, I think it is cute how you think I am tan and muscular. I am NOT annoying; you just won't put down your books. And thanks for noticing my, OW, man that hurt, abs. I work very hard for those. And once I give this back, gosh, could you PLEASE stop pulling my hair! I am going to want to know how you were going to end that last sentence…bye for now. -Jake


Bella grabbed the book out of Jacob's extremely large hands and tucked it safely into her carry-on bag. He gave her a big, warm smile, and she couldn't help but smile back. She knew she was lucky he was traveling back to Forks as well. And even though he went to school on his reservation, it would be nice knowing she had at least one friend.