I promised myself three years ago that when I turned sixteen I was going to get out of this hectic life I lead. Being forced from home to home due to my parent's death just nine years ago is not how I want to be raised. My current foster mother is helping me to afford living on my own, because she doesn't want me to keep living in a place where I'm not happy. I'm a little glad that tonight is the night I leave for Forks, Washington. For about a year or so I have been researching the best place for me to go live. As it would turn out the small town of Forks has inexpensive homes I can stay in. I looked at many houses but I just couldn't afford them even with my foster mom helping me, then I came across a small house not far from the school and fell in love.

I heard my phone vibrate and went over to see who was calling. I opened it up and read the text my foster mom sent me saying that she was waiting in the driveway. I looked around my room and felt bad for leaving. Even thought my foster father was mean and treated me like crap, my foster mother loved me like I was her own. It was actually her idea for me to leave; she wanted me to live a better life.

"Well here I go." I said as I walked out the door locking it behind me.

"Are you ready kiddo?" My foster mom was more, and more like my real mom every minute I was with her. "Sorry I can't keep you here with me." She said guiltily.

"Its okay, you just want me to be happy and I don't want to cause problems for you and your husband Erik." I said smiling at her.

The drive to the airport was a quiet one, and I didn't mind it at all. It was like we were saying good-bye in the best way possible. Like my dad was I'm not really that big of a talker and being like this with my favorite foster mom made me feel so much better about what was going on.

My foster mom and I made our way to the terminal spending every little bit of time we had left together. The voice that came over the announcer told me that it was time to board my plane. I sucked in a huge breath and turned to my foster mom with small tears threatening to fall.

"You'll be okay sweetie, I'll try and visit you whenever I can." She said while giving me a reassuring smile.

I smiled back and gave her a big hug. I turned to the door and started walking towards the plane. I gave my foster mom one last glance then disappeared onto the plane.

I found my seat and was glad it was near the window. I wanted to see Phoenix one last time before I left. I really loved Phoenix, it was so sunny all the time and it barely rained. I must be an idiot for leaving a sunny home to one that constantly rains.

While other people boarded the plane I was wondering who was going to end up sitting next to me. I hoped it wasn't going to be some annoying person who either talked to me the whole time or somebody who snored the whole time. I was glad to see that a young girl only a few years older then me took the seat beside me. She said hi and that was about it, which was perfectly fine with me. When the pilot announced that it was okay for the passengers to use electronics I took out my Ipod and closed my eyes hoping the flight would pass by fast and with no problems.

Before I knew it they made an announcement to put our seatbelts on as we began our decent. I turned off my Ipod and like everybody else I fumbled with my seatbelt to make sure that I was securely connected to my seat. As I got off the plane I looked for the luggage pick up and was pleasantly surprised to find that I didn't get lost.

Ever since I was young I always hated the conveyer belt that spun your luggage around. I never got it on the first try and struggled to get it the second time. I reached for it one last time and when somebody from behind grabbed it and put it on the floor. I turned around blushing to thank the person who grabbed my suitcase for me. The boy was one of the most beautiful people I had ever seen in my life and behind him were some more impossibly beautiful people.

They boy had to be older then me and had the most muscles I have ever seen on one person (except for those body builders who try too hard to impress people with there bodies then just turn out looking weird).

"There you go." He said with a goofy grin on his face.

"Uhmm th-thank you." I said stuttering and blushing at the same time, gee could I look anymore like a dork.

"Emmett could you please stop, your stupidity is giving me a headache." I looked over to see a gorgeous bronze haired boy who looked absolutely perfect pinching the bridge of his nose. I didn't get to see anymore of them because they all turned around and started to leave. The boy I assumed to be Emmett waved and left with them.

"Well that was certainly a strange encounter." I said to myself.

After I regained my composure I grabbed my bags that were on the floor and went to find the exit. Since Forks was such a small town the plane had to land in Seattle so I needed to find a taxi that I could take to my new home. After about fifteen minutes I found one and told him the address he needed to drive to.

The ride took about an hour and a half because the man was driving like a maniac. One of my biggest pet peeves is people who not only drive well above the speed limit but those who drive recklessly, because my parents where killed by somebody who was driving recklessly. None to soon after we entered Forks it started to rain.

"Just great." I mumbled unhappily to myself.

The driver stopped and I noticed that we had arrived at my new home. I took my bags out of the trunk and the man was nice enough to carry my bags up to the front door (hoping for a tip I assume). I paid the man his money and took my now wet from the rain bags into the house. I went upstairs and was glad to find that the room looked just how the pictures and description said it would. Apparently the people who sold me the home had a girl around my age and they left it fully furnished. So the room was just how I wanted it and I wouldn't need to buy new furniture.

The room that was previously the little girls had a small closet, a desk and table lamp, a bed with a purple comforter, and a rocking chair in the corner. I was glad to see that there was a place to plug in a modem for the Internet connection, which just left finding computer to use. I started to unpack my things so I could make my first night here a little more homely. I made a mental list about the things I would need to get like food, toiletries, laundry detergent, and such. But all that would have to wait till after school tomorrow.

"Oh great, I start school tomorrow." I said groaning to myself.

Once I was finished it was around 11:30 at night so I decided to call my foster mom and say goodnight.

"Hello." She answered

"Hi, I just wanted to say goodnight."

"I'm glad you made it there okay, Erik is coming so I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?"

"Yeah, love you."

"Love you too." She said chuckling a bit.

Once I hung up I wiped off some traitor tears that decided to spill and got under the covers and tried with no avail to fall asleep. Just before I passed into unconsciousness I whispered to my self "Tomorrow is going to be a big day."