Ok so this book is going to be in Paisley's p.o.v so anytime her name is used it's someone else talking. That being said everyone will call someone by a nickname or name listed in the character section. If it's "too confusing" then I honestly don't know how you make it through life, I mean you dont have any nicknames? ANYWAY I also want to say that I dislike the Bella in the movie, so my Bella is 100% different. She knows the world doesn't revolve around Emmett, but she also knows that hers does. I'm honestly not putting in New Moon, I'm skipping the fiasco by using Paisley. While I am skipping New Moon that doesn't mean everything is fine and dandy, Jasper will have his moments -he'll have to break under the pressure of all the emotions swirling around him at some point.
My father, Charlie Swan, was born and raised in Forks by Grandpa Geoffrey and Grandma Helen. Dad grew up friends with Billy Black, Quil Ateara IV, and Harry Clearwater. After my grandparents grew ill he had to take a job at the local police department and later became the sheriff, coolest dad ever!
My birth mother, Renée, was born in Downey, California. She never knew her father, her parents separated while she was young. She didn't have a great bond with her mom. Grandma Marie was bitter and difficult, while Renée was artistic and outliving. Renée moved in with friends shortly after high school.
On a road trip with friends, Renée met Dad as she was passing through on a road trip, and he got her to stay with him longer; proposing shortly after. They moved into a small cozy two story house near my grandparents.
At first Renée was happy with Dad, or so she says, but a few months later she started to grow sad in the gloomy atmosphere of Forks. Her pregnancy made her happy but Dad was always at work or with his parents, and Renée felt trapped. Renée and Dad brought me and Izzy into the world but she didn't want to stay any longer.
Renée tried to get Dad to come with her but when he said no Renée took Izzy, leaving me with Dad. Dad was hurt but let her go; a short time later they got divorced. He kept me, and Renée kept Izzy. Dad and Renée kept in contact for us.
Izzy and I spent most of our lives never actually meeting. When Izzy came to Dad's house that meant I had to endure the heat of Arizona to see the woman who left my Dad and took Izzy from me. I hated the sweltering heat and longed for the rainy days of Forks where me and Dad could sit watching the game. I never had a fun time, Renée hurt my father and I made sure she knew how I felt.
When I turned about ten two things happened at once. First, I never stepped foot outside of Forks. I let Renée know she wasn't my mother and I wanted nothing more to do with her. Second, we lost Harry, in our living room on Christmas, to a heart attack. Dad helped Sue through the pain of losing him. I knew then, Dad and Sue were probably going to get together. Seth, Leah, and I hung out together every minute after that. Sue and her kids just moved in one day. That's when Dad and Sue let us know they were getting married, and I told Sue, who I started calling mom, I knew that already. My life revolved around the family Dad made for me.
I never thought anything could change it, change me; that was before Izzy came to Forks to live with us.
I never gave much thought to anything supernatural, it wasn't something that made sense. Sure I'd been told the Quileute legends over and over again; it was necessary for everyone born or married into the tribe to know. That didn't mean I believed any of the stories, until I saw Paul phase his first time, I grew up with the legends being scary stories made up or passed down to keep your children in line.
I should have paid more attention to the stories about the cold ones after findingout the wolves were real.. I can't seem to make myself care that I was finally naive in some way. When my sister Izzy came home to Forks I was expecting my clumsy twin to be all the drama and danger I would get, Renée can't cook and I worried Izzy couldn't either. How could I have known her coming home meant something so terrifying, a dream beyond any I could ever make up for myself.
Looking into the glowing red eyes of my mate as he saunters towards me I know I wouldn't change a single thing even though this dream means losing my dad.