Well, this... I thought this would never happen. I never thought I'd get such an idea as to write a fanfiction for THIS. What has come over me? D:

So, I obviously don't own sparkly vampires or anything of that genre. Therefore I do not own Twilight. Yay!

Now, for the explanation of this:

This story is told from Madelyn Swan's point of view (aka POV). Maddie is Bella's younger sister who followed her to Forks, WA. Maddie knows nothing of this place nor has she ever seen her father before. So when she arrives (at the beginning of the first book with Bella), she is at a loss. She has a heightened sense of danger due her sister's lack of one, and the rest is for you to discover.

Chapter 1

"Maddie, you really didn't have to come with me," my sister, Bella, said. I sighed, shaking my head in disbelief. This was, at least, the twentieth time she'd said that.

"Every time I let you out of my sight, you manage to get hurt. Obviously, I am obligated to come with you," I replied, placing a hand on my hip. We stood in the middle of the airport having the conversation again. Bella made a face.

"You sound older than me when you say that," she pointed out, causing me to roll my eyes. I haven't heard THAT one before.

"You wish," I told her, coming up with a different reply this time. She looked at me in confusion and I added, "The younger one is always more responsible." I looked away from Bella, my eyes automatically landing on an obviously out of place policeman. He looked rather uncomfortable.

"Dad...!" Bella smiled and waved at him. He began to take her bags as her words slowly processed in my mind.

"Dad?" I questioned, looking over at Bella. This was my first time seeing him. I didn't ever bother asking Bella for a picture. I couldn't miss what I didn't know.

"Yeah, this is him," Bella laughed, "Dad, this is Maddie. Maddie Swan." Surprise washed over the old man's face. I didn't blame him. I don't think we ever told him I existed.

"Renee never mentioned that there were two," he began. I smiled nervously, the air suddenly becoming rather awkward.

"I was an accident," I informed him with a shrug. I quickly tucked my hands away in my pockets, my black backpack bouncing slightly with the sudden movement.

"Why didn't you ever come over before?" Charlie asked as he packed our things into his police car.

"I had ballet," I replied. Bella did too, but you couldn't just leave if you were actually proficient at it. I had advanced several classes ahead of Bella by that point though.

"Every time?" Charlie asked with an eyebrow raised in disbelief.

"I was actually good," I told him while glancing back at my sister, "unlike some people." Bella frowned at me again. I never tired of teasing her. She was such a klutz.

"Well... there aren't any ballet studios in Forks," Charlie stated. I rolled my eyes.

"I know that. I quit this year," I sighed. I'd probably miss it... a little or a lot.

"She wouldn't have been able to do it this year anyway," Bella added as to insure that Charlie didn't feel bad about my loss of profession.

"I hated ballet anyway. Mom always made me go," I complained, adding to the effect. Charlie smiled slightly, and pulled into his driveway beside an orange pickup truck.

"I have a surprise for you Bella, but not Maddie..." Charlie said sadly. I sighed.

"Psh... I don't need one," I replied, waving my hand in the air slightly as if to dismiss the thought. My eyes returned to the pickup and realization washed over me. That... That couldn't be Bella's surprise... could it?

"Here it is," Charlie said proudly as we stepped out of the car. His arms were stretched wide before the red-orange truck. I could see the glitter in Bella's excited eyes. Her first car. She loved the ugly hunk of metal to death. I had to remind myself that although I would be seen in it, the thing was for Bella, not me. I crossed my arms over my chest in silence.

"Oh my gosh, Dad! Thank you so much! This is amazing!" she cried, hugging Charlie, "You really didn't have to do this, you know." I blinked back my initial disgust to smile with her. Charlie was smiling pretty brightly too.

"You can't get me a car though... She's 16 and legal; I'm 15 and illegal," I sighed. He might buy me a clunker too... I gave him a nervous smile, and he turned back to Bella.

"I'm glad you like it," he said. I then began dragging our suitcases inside.

Luckily, Bella and I didn't have to share a room. Mine was originally a storage room. It was dusty with hard wood floors and a bed that lacked sheets. The small closet had white, shutter doors, and I shared a bathroom with Bella. Even though the room was bland and empty, I loved it. It was my own space, and would begin to show off my personality when I began to unpack. I fell back onto the white mattress with a happy sigh. The room was quite bright and sunny.


It didn't take long for school to start. I was going into tenth grade and Bella into eleventh. On the morning of, I was slow to get ready because Bella was in the shower for thirty minutes. My unruly, wavy hair ended up thrown into a sloppy bun while I wore a hoodie and some jeans. Bella looked slightly more presentable than me, but that was due to her having the bathroom for the majority of the morning.

The two of us piled into Bella's pickup and headed off to the high school. I was reading a book on the way, even though it didn't take long to arrive at all. At school, Bella wandered off while I headed straight for the office... I think. Bella had left me pretty quickly, and I was directionally challenged. Eventually though, some time in the middle of my first class, I found the office.

"Are you... Madelyn Swan?" the secretary lady asked from behind her desk.

"Yeah... Sorry, I got a bit lost on my way here," I apologized nervously. She laughed kindly and pulled out a schedule for me. Luckily enough, my first class was Algebra.

"Here you go, and your class is down the hall and to your right. Try to get someone to help you navigate for a while," she told me kindly. I smiled back, feeling incredibly embarrassed and hurried down the hall to class. I hated to be late to class and new to the school. Everyone stared at me, and I felt like I was in a spot light or something. I handed the teacher my late slip and he pointed me to an empty desk by an introverted individual. She had long, glossy red hair and giant black glasses. Her eyes were like these giant oceans and I found myself liking her already. I wanted her to be my friend.

At the end of class, I hopped up out of my seat and stood at her desk, smiling down at her like the radiant sun in Arizona. When she looked up at me, I swear she jumped five feet out of her chair.

"Hi!" I said enthusiastically, talking to her in the only way I knew how to... slightly obnoxiously. She blushed slightly before replying.

"H-hello..." she stuttered, probably still overcoming her initial shock.

"My name is Maddie. What's yours?" I asked in an overly excited manner that most likely frightened her a little.

"My name is Willow, nice to meet you, Maddie," she replied, a small smile floating over her face. I spent the rest of the day with Willow, until after school.

I had to walk home... by myself, and I had no idea of how to find my way there.

I hope you enjoyed this... It baked in my mind for over 24 hours. It should be decent.

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