Seducing the Good-Girl

Chapter 1-You Can't Be Serious

Dedicated to the amazing CassandraLowery for her incredible talent and her much-awaited update for 'Only by Moonlight'! You go girl!

A/N

So this is my brand new story, Seducing the Good-Girl. I'm excited to start this story, and I hope you enjoy the first chapter. Leave me some feedback if you have any! Oh, and when I started 'Saviour', I had a lot of people complain about the Blacks being the bad guys. Well that was no reflection upon me hating the Blacks, they were just the people I picked on for that story. I regret to say that the people I've decided to pick on for this story are Carlisle and Esme. I will just say that they do love their daughter, even if they don't act like it! I really hope that doesn't deter you!

Enjoy!

Lucy xX

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"You can't be serious," I said, staring from my mother to father in sheer horror.

"We're dead serious Bella," my father said, his voice a little cold.

"What, so we're moving, tomorrow. Why?"

"You've lived your entire life in Phoenix, you need to taste the real world."

So I had to give up my life in Phoenix. I had to give up that lavish life-style I was used to, so that we could move to rainy ol' Washington. Great. Just great. I'd have to attend an ordinary high-school, leave behind my friends, people I'd known since I was born, and leave behind our house. I had to leave the town I grew up in.

"Please tell me you're joking?" I begged.

"Absolutely not Isabella," my mother said, pursing her lips, "We're moving to Forks. I had some friends renovate our house, and I'll have some work in Seattle. Carlisle will be working in the local hospital."

I turned to my father.

"You do realise that pay in Phoenix will be ten times what it is in Washington, don't you?"

"Yes, Isabella. Hard as it may be for your teenage brain to grasp, I am not an idiot," my father said, his voice cold.

"But I love Phoenix," I stated.

"Isabella this is not open for debate. We are moving to Forks. Tomorrow."

After delivering his final strike, my father turned on his heel, calling my mother to follow him. I still couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had to give up my life in Phoenix, so that I could 'get a taste of the real world'. Well damn. It wasn't like the Swans would ever mix with people in the real world. Anyone with the surname 'Swan' could get themselves a table at the most popular, upper-class restaurant in the US at five hours notice.

With a mother who earned millions from renovating old house, and a father who earned twice as much as a surgeon, I'd never found myself in a situation like that one. I didn't have a choice in many things, however. My parents didn't give a jot about my feelings, really. It was 'Isabella' this, and 'Isabella' that. Hell, I hated being called Isabella. Unfortunately, it just didn't look good for a Swan to have a nickname. It was always, 'Dr. Carlisle Swan, Mrs. Esme Swan, and Miss Isabella Swan'. No abbreviations. It didn't look good.

Perhaps that would be one good thing about moving to Forks. Any friends I managed to make wouldn't be under any obligation to call me 'Isabella'. The only person ever to call me 'Bella', which was the name I wanted, was my very old friend, Rosalie Hale. Rose had been my best friend for years, but her father had up and moved her to God-knows where. She left without saying goodbye, much to the relief of my parents. The Hales weren't rich enough to befriend a Swan.

Yeah.

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Beep! Beep! Beep!

Groaning, I wrenched my eyes open and slammed my hand down on the irritating alarm clock which just insisted on beeping constantly. For a moment, I frowned at the unusual amount of light and strange surroundings, before I remembered. I was in Forks. I was in rainy Washington, where I knew no-one, and had to wear sweaters all year round. Fabulous.