Isabella Marie Swan, Bella to her friends and family, was currently helping her father Charlie Swan unpack the moving truck that had her things into the house.Bella could feel the gears in her head turning and grinding as she tried to handle the thought of being in a new place but she was thankful that there might be familiar faces to help her adjust. "Bella? I'm gonna head down to the station in a bit. You good to handle the rest?" Bella heard her father's voice as she turned to see him already dressed in his police officer uniform and said to him with a smile "Of course, Dad. I got everything under control here. Just be safe, ok?" Charlie nods as he heads to his police cruiser and gets in it, pulling out of the driveway and heading into town as Bella pulls the last few boxes off the moving truck and brings them into the house where she puts them in order. Satisfied with how her room looks she heads down to the living room and turns on the TV.