I sat waiting for the plane to land at the airport. I was going to live with my father Charlie.
He lived in Forks, Washington. I have been living with my mom Renee in Phoenix, until we were in a car crash that killed her. I spent three weeks in the hospital with a broke leg and a few broke ribs. I was in a comma for a week. When I finally woke the doctors gave me the news about my mother. I was then informed by Phil my mom's new husband that I would have to go live with my real father Charlie in Forks.
I didn't know my father. I spoke to him very briefly on the phone when my mom said I should call him at Christmas time. My mom never wanted me seeing my dad, and when I would ask why she always told me he had a bad temper and just leave it at that. I was really nervous to see him. When the plane landed, I grabbed my bags and started to walk to the doors, when I seen a lady holding a sign that said Isabella Swan. "Hi. I'm Isabella Swan." I said. She smiled at me and said, "Hi. My name is Mrs. Cape. Your father had to work and asked if I could pick you up and take you home. I work with your father . I'm a dispatcher for the sheriff's office." We walk to her car. I threw my bags in the back seat, and jumped up front. Mrs. Cape asked ," Are you going to start school on Monday?" "Yes, that's the plan." I told her. "What grade are you in? My daughter is a senior. Her name is Chelsea." "Well I'm only in the 10th grade. "We pulled up in front of Charlie's house. It looked just the same as the house in the pictures mom showed me. It was pictures of me and her before my mom left my dad ,and we still lived here. Mrs. Cape handed me a key and told me that Charlie would be home in a couple hours. I thanked here for the ride home and grabbed my bags and went to the house. I walked in and set my bags by the foot of the stairs, not knowing where my room was.
After taken a quick tour of the house I went into the kitchen and started looking for something to eat. It was a long flight and I was starving. I found the stuff to make spaghetti and started to cook it. I was about to drain the noodles when I heard a car full up outside and a minute later the door opened. "Charlie is that you?" I asked. Charlie walked in the kitchen. "That smells good. I see you've made yourself at home." I fixed Charlie a plate and handed it to him. I fixed my plate and sat down at the table and started eating. Charlie asked me to get him a beer out of the fridge.
"Monday you will be going to Forks high school. I bought you a truck so you can drive yourself to school. I have to be to work by 5:00 am and wont be able to drive you." I was in shock. Mom always told me Charlie had a temper, but he seemed harmless to me. "I will take you to pick it up tomorrow evening when I get home. I like to fish on my days off." " Thank you Char- Dad." "Isabella, there are a few rules you need to obey while living here." he said. "OK. Everyone back home called me Bella. I like it better then Isabella." I mumbled as I took a bit. He seemed to ignore what i just said "First, you will do your own laundry, I don't cook, so that will be your job. Dishes need to be done promptly after each meal. understand Isabella?" "Yes Sir." I said. And with that I took my empty plate and Charlie's and started washing the dishes.
"Your room is at the top of the stairs next to the bathroom." he said as he grabbed another beer from the fridge and went and sat in the chair in the living room and turned the TV on to a baseball game. I finished the dishes and took my bags up to my room. I put my clothes in the closet and in draws. I grabbed my bathroom things and went to take a shower. After I brushed my hair and teeth, I was very tired so I decided to go to bed. I woke up and look at the clock on my nightstand. It read 11.30. I can't believe I slept so late. I got up and changed my clothes. I put my night pants and tank top on the back of my rocking chair. I put on my jeans and threw on the first shirt I seen. I started arranging my things in my room. I plug my phone into the wall. Put my pictures of my mother on my desk. When I finished with my room, I went down stairs to make me some lunch.
Charlie walked in and asked me to make him a sandwich too. We ate in silence. And when we were done, Charlie said we needed to go pick up my truck. We drove down to one of Charlie's friends house. He introduced me to a man in a wheelchair named Billy Black. "The truck is in the garage." he said as he tossed me the keys. "You can go ahead and head home Isabella." I turned and headed to the garage as Charlie and Billy went into the house.
I opened the garage door to see a very old red truck. Yes it was old but I liked it. I jumped in the started the truck. It was very loud. I pulled out of the garage and put it in park and jumped out to close the garage door. When I got back in the truck I went straight home. I went in the house and started dinner. I fried some of the fish Charlie had brought home earlier. I was just about done when Charlie came in. " I'm hungry. Where's my dinner?" He yelled. "I'm almost done now." I told him. "Wrong answer." he said. He balled up his fist and punched me right in the jaw. I feel to the ground holding my face. "Get up now." he said and yank my ponytail upward. I let out a little scream and he hit me in the side this time. "I want my dinner now." He yelled I quickly set his plate on the table and went up to my room. I laid on my bed crying until I finally fell a sleep.