Chelsea's POV:
Maybe I was meant to be here for a reason, coming into Forks to live with my dad might not be such a bad idea. Since mom was traveling back and forth with her new boyfriend Rob, maybe I needed to be here, live a better life with my dad. I walked off my plane and looked around the airport for a sign of my dad. I finally laid my eyes on a sign saying
"Chelsea Anderson here!" I raised my eyebrows at my dads sudden enthusiasm for me coming here. See, my dad isn't one to show his emotions in any way possible, he usually would just say thing's pretending he didn't really care, but inside he did. I liked that about him, It meant no water works while I lived here.
I sighed and heaved my bag onto my shoulder as I walked over to my dad.
"Nice sign." I commented walking up to him.
He smirked and then it turned into a smile.
"Have a nice flight?" He asked lowering his sign seeing there was no need for it now.
"Sure, minus the sudden rain once we got here." I said awkwardly.
"Get used to it, it rains a lot here."
I sighed and followed him outside to his police car.
"We're seriously riding home in your cop car?" I asked getting in the passenger seat and buckling myself in.
"I just got off my shift so, yeah." He said getting in the driver seat and buckling up and then starting the ignition.
The car ride to my dad's- I mean, my new home was silent except for the light tapping of rain drops on the windows.
The silence between me and Charlie wasn't awkward at all surprisingly. Usually I'd be freaking out thinking of a conversation starter with anyone else, but this was different. It was, nice for a change, just the quiet no bickering of mother and daughter, or bickering of boyfriend and girlfriend at home. Just the light tapping of rain, and the sound of the car hitting tiny bumps on the road.
"Here we are." My dad said pulling into a small but reasonable drive way.
"Its finally nice to see where you- I mean we live." I said still getting used to the fact that I no longer lived in Arizona.
"You'll get used to the wacky weather, and living here soon, and it's pretty quiet here, and I know how you love the quiet." He said picking up my bags and taking them inside, me following behind him.
I looked around and breathed this new aroma, and the new surroundings in. The wooden stair case with old carpeting surrounding each step screamed that this place hasn't been updated recently.
I followed my dad upstairs.
"This is your room, I hope you like blue, I didn't know what other color to paint it." my dad said rubbing the back of his neck with his palm.
"It's nice." I said looking around and taking a seat on my bed.
"I hope you're ready to start school tomorrow."
"School? Already?" I questioned.
"Yeah, If you want to make it to your senior year, they're in the middle of this year, so you have to catch up." He said walking to my doorway.
"I guess." I sighed.
"You'll be fine, kids here are, nice." He said finally, leaving the-my room.
I stood up and looked out the window of my room, I saw people outside walking down the street, three boys and two girls. They were…beautiful simply the only word to describe them at that time. I was speechless. Their pale skin, and piercing eyes, and the boys' built bodies at that.
I stared at them out my window for a while before one with curly hair looked at me and his eyes bored into my eyes before I hurried and walked away from my window.
I furrowed my eyebrows and bit my lip. My first day here, and I've already seen the most beautiful people.