Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with twilight only my OC's and the plot.

CH.1

I rolled over and groaned. Slowly opening my eyes I took in my surroundings. This would be the last time I woke up in the room. My heart dropped alittle, I know it was what my mom wanted, I mean I had no where else to go. I just hated change, I didn't handle it well. And I hated her. I hated that she left me all alone, forced to move in with my father. I loved my dad, but it was already halfway into the first semester of the school year. I wasn't looking forward to switching schools. My eyes glossed over tears threaten to fall. I've cried so many times since she died I didn't think I had tears left to shed. One week ago today my mother was out riding her bike, a guy driving up from behind her swerved into the bike lane killing her instantly. We later found out he was texting he didn't even see her until it was to late. The tears that threaten to fall just moments ago spilled over. I sobbed into my pillow. Eventually I was able to calm myself down enough to get out of bed. I grabbed my clothes I set out the night before and headed to the bathroom. While I waited for the water to warm up so I could take a shower I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were swollen and red for my latest breakdown, my skin was pale and hair was a rats nest. I scowled at my reflection then jumped in the tub and let the hot water soothe me.

I slipped on a pair of jeans and my favorite sweatshirt, ran a brush through my hair and applied a small amount of make up. Walking back to my room I placed my make up and shower stuff in my suitcase and headed down stairs. I could smell bacon and eggs and heard my grandmother humming quietly.

"Morning nana." She turned and smiled at me though it didn't reach her eyes. I knew she was upset I was leaving as well.

"Morning lil, hope your hungry." she replied. She walked over with a plate full of my favorite breakfast food. Bacon, eggs, a english muffin and fruit. I smiled up at her and dug in. I was going to miss her and papa. I peaked over at my grandpa, he was reading his paper and drinking his coffee.

He peaked around the side, "Mornin Lily bug. You all packed and ready to go?"

I grimaced then mumbles a yes in response. I turned my attention back to my breakfast. The room was unusually quiet and it was uncomfortable. But I couldn't bring myself to hurry to escape the situation like I normally would. I wanted to relish every moment I had left before I left. Sure I could visit after I moved but that wasn't the same. I could come over and visit anytime I wanted, they only lived down the road from my house. Now I had to actually plan it out. Once my food was gone I helped my nana with dishes and cleaning the kitchen. I couldn't put it off any longer. I helped my papa load my possessions into their car turned and took one last look at the house I practically grew up in and took a deep breath. The smell of the ocean filled my nose and I smiled. I would truly miss it here. I lived in Florence, a small town on the Oregon coast. I loved going to the beach and sand dunes with my friends we'd make all day trips out of it. I frowned then jumped in the back seat of my grandparents SUV. I wanted this part over with, it was the hardest and I felt if I could get over this hurtle things would get easier....I didn't realize how wrong I was.

We pulled into Forks, Wa at 2:30pm the next day. My grandparents didn't want to make the trip all in one day so we stopped and stayed in a little motel just past the washington border. I watched the few buildings go past and wondered what it would be like to call this place home. Eventually we pulled into the drive of a modest two story house. It was dark blue with white trim and a perfectly manicured yard. My dad ran a landscaping business so I guess it's no surprise his yard would be perfect. As my papa killed the engine my dad appeared on the front porch and heading down to great us. I stretched a bit grateful to be out of the cramped car.

"hey Lily" he smiled then hugged me. He looked at me and took a double take at my hair, "you dyed your hair..blue?"

I giggled at the expression on his face. "yes dad, I dyed my hair blue. don't you like it?"

"well it will take some getting use to I guess." he glanced at me again the turned to great my grandparents. I took in my surroundings, it was real quite. But I was use to quite for the most part. I could hear the ocean from my house in Oregon, I'd have to get use to not hearing it late at night. I grabbed a couple suitcases and went up the stairs I just wanted to get my stuff unpacked and out of the way. I went up to the room on the second floor that was mine when I stayed over for the summer. Two summers ago I had begged my dad to paint it deep purple it took a bit to finally get him to agree but I got my way eventually. There was a queen sized bed in the far corner of the room, it had purple sheets and a white down comforter on in beside it was a night stand complete with a lamp and alarm clock. In the corner at the foot of my bed was the dresser and under the window was my desk bare to the bone for now. The window faced north right into the forest, I preferred the view over the one in my fathers that stared right down into the drive way. The closet was on the wall the door was on. Nothing special there just a ordinary closet. The walls were pretty bare. My old room's wall where littered with pictures I had taken. I loved photography it was a passion of mine. I'm glad I brought them all, they would finish the room nicely I thought.

My thoughts where interrupted by some grunting and the sound of stuff being drug up the stairs. I peaked out my door and seen my dad hauling a couple more of my suitcases up. "You know I could help you you know." papa commented lightly as he watched my dad struggle to get the bulking items up the staircase. "No, it's ok Rodger I got it just fine." came his gruff reply. "Okay, suit yourself." papa turned and headed back out the front door.

"Lil where do you want me to put these." dad ask. "oh, right over there is fine." I pointed to the closet. Just as he was setting them down papa came into the room with the rest of my stuff and placed it next to the stuff my dad just brought up.

We had dinner at the small diner in town and then headed back home. I had to get use to calling my dad's house home. It was strange to me. Papa and nana were sleeping in the guest room down stairs. They where leaving in the morning after breakfast. I stared at my ceiling forever. My room was pitch black and I couldn't sleep a wink. I gave up and threw the covers off me and plopped down in front of my pile of suitcases. I opened one up and started going through it. It had my books and photo albums in it. I would need to get a book shelf..seeing as that's one thing my room lacked. I flipped through my photo albums, tearing up here and there remembering all the fun memories, of my friends I'd never see again and my mom. I sighed and through the third photo album to the side and crawled back into bed. I tossed and turned a bit more but sleep finally took me. I don't even remember dreaming.

The next morning I crawled out of bed almost forgetting where I was, but when I stubbed my toe and did the little pain hop I realized the last week wasn't a dream. I walked down the stairs I could hear my grandparents and dad talking in the kitchen.

"Morning" I yawned while I grabbed a glass from the cupboard and opened the fridge to get a glass of orange juice.

"Morning Lil did we wake you? I haven't even started breakfast yet." my grandma fussed. "No nana, you didn't wake me up." She smiled at me then went to work making pancakes.

Breakfast was a quite affair once again. No one had the urge to say anything. While dad did the dishes I helped papa and nana with their things as they loaded the car to head back to Oregon. "Now you be good, make friends, be happy." nana said as she hugged me. "I'll try nana." she smiled "that's all I ask." "mind your dad Lily bug" papa said as he kissed the top of my head. "you visit your grandma and me this summer you hear?" "I will for sure." I said with a watery smile. By then my dad had come out and was standing beside me. "Have a safe trip, call us when you get home." he said. They waved their good byes and got in the car, then backed out and drove down the street. I watched them go. Tears stung my eyes. I ran back into the house and up to my room. Collapsing on my bed I just laid there. "Today sucks" I said to no one. A few moment later I heard a knock on my door.

"You ok lily."

"Yeah, dad. I'm fine. Be down in a few minutes." I heard him retreat down the stairs and then the tv turn on. I sighed then grabbed my shower stuff and a change of clothes. It was sunday. I was dreading starting school tomorrow. After my shower I went down stairs and hung out with my dad a bit. It was boring actually, he was watching the game on tv. I've never been into sports. Don't like playing them and definitely don't like watching them.

"I'm going to go finish unpacking" I said as I stood and headed for the stairs. He didn't say anything just nodded slightly to acknowledge he heard me. I rolled my eyes and headed up stairs. It only took me a few hours and I had everything unpacked and in it's place. The only thing left was hanging the pictures. I ran down stairs and got the necessary things to hand pictures and ran back up stairs.

About midway up I heard my dad yell out. "Hey what's the hurry Lily?" "I need a hammer and nails to hang these pictures." I stated. "Oh ok, hey you want to go to that diner again for dinner. I haven't been shopping so there isn't much here to eat." I thought a moment. "sure sounds good." with that I turned and went back to my room. At least he didn't hover much and ask a bunch of questions. Unlike my mother. It was always a 100 questions with her no matter what I was doing.

"Ok I'm done" I yelled ask I grabbed my coat and ran out the front door. I stood waiting next to my dads pick up impatiently, it was cold out and he was taking his time. "ok ok ok, always in a hurry" he grumbled under his breath. We headed back to the diner where we ate yesterday with my grandparents, it was busier tonight then last night. All the people made me nervous. I didn't like being around alot of people. But my dad seemed to know everyone. As we maneuvered around the dining area he spotted a table he wanted. Only this one was occupied by two people. I recognized one, it was the chief of police, Charlie Swan. I didn't recognize the girl with him.

"Hey charlie. Bella. This is my daughter Lily." He turned to look at me and the other two smiled and said their hello's and nice to meet yous. I nodded and said a polite hello. Then we sat down at their table. At once my dad and charlie where in grossed in planning their next fishing trip. I looked around the room uncomfortably chewing on bottom lip. It was a nervous habit of mine.

"So...are you starting school tomorrow." I wasn't expecting anyone to talk to me so when Bella asked me I jumped. "Oh, yeah. Unfortunately." I sighed.

"You'll be ok, the kids here are very...welcoming." She smiled. "what grade you going to be in?"

"Junior. you?"

"Senior. You want a ride to school or do you have a car?" She asked.

"A ride would be nice, I don't really want to walk." I chuckled slightly. "it will be nice to know someone."

She smiled and we made plans for monday morning. I noticed she didn't really talk much. But she seemed nice enough. We left the diner a hour and a half later. I was tired and ready for bed. I dragged my feet up the stairs. Probably being alittle more dramatic then necessary and flopped onto my bed. I just layed there staring out the window at the moon, before getting up and changing into my pajamas. I snuggled into bed and let sleep take me.

TBC/