This is my new story, as you can tell its called The Runaway.

Basically Bella is a runaway and The Cullens run into her and then well...

you just have to keep reading.

Bella the Runaway P.O.V

I pulled on the door handle.

Locked

I pulled on another handle of a parked car

Locked

Another

Locked

Last try.

Locked. Damn it.

The year 2005, I have been on the move since 1997. I was born in 1988 in Seattle, Washington My mother died July 8, 1989 my father died March, 28 1996 I was put in the Seattle orphanage in March, 30 1996 when I was 9. The Wilson family adopted me 1 moth after I was put in the Seattle orphanage. We moved to South Dakota. Then they both died in a car crash. I was put in yet another orphanage at 10. After 1 week of being there. I ran away. Not ever to go back.

I was now walking though the streets of Madison, Wisconsin. My small bag on my right shoulder that contained only a book, a map, a hair brush, a photo, some cash, a protein bar, a bottle of water and a bottle of shampoo. My Guitar on my shoulder too. A winter coat on my back. My mothers diamond and silver locket around my neck. My mother engagement ring in my pocket. I would not sell the locket or the ring no matter how much I needed the money.

I Hoping to find some cheap motel, or a building that has a roof that hangs over just enough. Or if I get really lucky a nice family who will let me stay the night. Normally it will be an older couple, but sometimes it will be a younger soul.

I have been walking around town for a while, nothing. All the good buildings with a over hanging roofs had a guard their ready to though out anyone who tried to get some shut eyes there.

I was still walking when I came into a good neighborhood. The houses where all the same, colors ranging from egg-shell too nothing. A grey roof above them all too. Only one house stood out, it was a faded yellow, with light green trim and yet another grey roof.

That house

That was the one, I walked over to it and sat down on the sidewalk in front of it, lenning against the white picket fence. I closed my eyes, was waiting for the home owners to come back home.

"Miss, are you okay?" A voice said, a young voice, a mans voice. I opened my eyes to look a young couple, the woman was smaller she was holding his hand and half hiding behind him. They both looked worried. Why wouldn't they be? They come home only to see a young women sleeping on their pretty little white picket fence? I know what I look like. A girl with dark circles under her eyes, messy long hair put into a messy ponytail, way under weight. I probably had a cut on my face some where. A winter coat, a Guitar, a bag and cheap tennis shoes on, and not winter boots? What would you think?

"Huh, oh yes, I am fine I was just trying to sleep." I told them then closed my eyes again.

"Oh, John, we should let her sleep in our guest room." said the women.
"Sarah, we can't. We don't know this girl. She could be a murder, a thief." He told her.

"John, she cant be more then 16 we have to let her stay, just for one night a least."

I will be 17, in 3 days.

"Fine. One night." He said

"Ma'am?" He said now calling me.

"Yes?" I asked tyring to sound annoyed, because I mean, he just 'woke' me up

"Would you like to come and...um, sleep in our guest bedroom?" he asked.

"Thank you." I told them and began to get up.

They opened the gate and went inside, I followed. The John took out the keys and opened the door.

"Here, um?" She asked me.

"Bella." I told them

"Here, Bella I will take you to your room." She said and we walked up a flight of white polished stairs. Turned at the second door on the right.
"This will be your room for the night." She told me.

"Thank you very much." I told them.

When they closed my door I walked right over to the bed. Got under the covers and slept.

I woke up from my dreams. I heard a bang down stairs followed by the clanging of metal.

I looked over at the clock

5:58

I put on the same clothes that I had on yesterday.

I pulled on my navy blue T-shirt, pulled on my almost black jeans, grabbed my coat, bag and guitar. I headed to the stairs.

I reached the bottem of the stairs and put on my tennis shoes and tied them. I grabbed the door nob only to have a hand cover my own and shut the door.

"Don't go yet. It is pitch black outside. You could get hurt or run into the wrong set of people. Please stay until it is at least light outside. stay for breakfast." She told me with pleading eyes.

"Okay, but the second that I see sun light I am going to go." I told her.
"Deal."

She brought me to a nice little kitchen. The walls where blue and the tile was white. The conter tops where white.

"Do you want some toast? Cheerios, Fruit loops? I can make some eggs? I could fry some beacon?" She said to me. She gave me so many opptions I couldn't pick. I have not had beacon or eggs since my father passed.

"Can I have some eggs and beacon, I hadn't had that for so long." I told Sarah.

"Sure thing, scrambled, over easy, sunny side up?" She asked me which style egg I wanted.

"Scrambled please."

"Okay-dokie." She said.

Sarah was a whirl wind in the kitchen. Eggs in the pan. Beacon on the flat pan. It smelled amazing. I could almost taste it. The sizzling beacon hot on the pan.

"Do you want some cheese on your eggs?"

"Yes please." I told her.

She dropped the cheese into the pan with eggs. The cheese was bubbling as it touched the pan. I could not wait to eat. When the eggs and beacon finished cooking she put the on a nice white plate and set in front of me. A few seconds latter she placed a cup full of milk just off to the right of my plate.

"Here you go." She said in a happy voice.

"Thank you." I said and dug in. It was amazing. I missed the taste of beacon and eggs. I almost finished it all in one bit but Sarah said it is best to eat slowly. She sat down across from me watching me eat. It was weird.

"So tell me about your self Bella." She said sipping her coffee.

"Not much to say."

"There has got to be something, a young lady, out at 10pm with not the right winter cloths on leaning on some ones gate asleep? That's not odd to you?" She said.

"Okay, well I am just a traveler. Who happen to be almost out of money and just happens to choose your gate." I told her. Not wanting her to know that I ran away from my orphanage.

"Oh, well where are you going?" She asked me. Now she is starting to get nosy.

"No where. I am just going places."

"Oh." I looked out the window. Sun light.

"Well I got to go." I told her. I jumped out of my seat and headed to the door. Picking up my stuff and heading out.

I was about half way down the block when I heard me name.

"Bella!" She yelled. waving her arm

"Yeah."

"Here." She said and gave me a bag of fruirt loops and cherrios. She also gave me a 20$ bill and a 10$ bill.

"Go and buy yourself some better shoes for winter." She told me

"Thanks Sarah." I told her. I gave her a hug then we parted and I was off to who knows where.

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Lily