'What?' I asked, my voice was climbing in decibels but shock did that to you. My mum wrung her hands nervously.

'I know it's far. I know it's not the best situation but this is very important for your father. For the family. We'll have so much extra income.' She explained in a pained voice.

'No,' I shook my head. 'I meant where? Could I get that just one more time?' I asked my voice was unnaturally calm. I'd always thought I'd blow my top in a situation like this but really I'm not the sort of girl to blow her top often.

'America.' She said softly, I gestured for her to carry on with my hands. 'Washington.' Again I made the same gesture. 'Near Seattle, do you know where that is?' she asked and I just nodded dumbly. My head felt like lead but my brain was buzzing. I couldn't even clutch at any of the thoughts; I only managed to see fragments of them before they were replaced with another equally as buzzy thought. I coughed.

'Where near Seattle?' I asked, barely above a whisper.

'Port something.' She replied, no longer afraid of my reaction. 'I have the letter here somewhere.' She began to shuffle the stack of papers on the desk around.

'Port Angeles?' I offered. She stood bolt upright and stared at me in silence for a full minute. She nodded slowly.

'How did you know?' she mused, cocking her head to the side. A motion my brothers used just as often and just as effectively. I shrugged, looking down at the shiny toes of my patent pumps.

'I know about the area.' I tried to leave my explanation at that but she still had her head cocked and she was staring so damn hard at me I thought she was trying to look in to my skull. 'Read about it, in a book.' I supplied, I knew she'd drop it.

'Oh.' She nodded, setting her head right on her shoulders. 'So you're not mad?' she asked already bracing herself for the onslaught. I shrugged.

'Not really. There's a lot I want to visit around there.' I explained evenly. 'And besides as soon as we touch down on American soil, I can drive.' I purred with a grin. She chuckled lightly and ruffled my hair.

'We can allow that.' She smiled. 'I found a school for you guys and everything.' She beamed.

'Do the boys know?' I asked, mildly offended that I was the last to know.

'Yeah, we thought you'd be hardest to convince but I guess not.' She smiled proudly, in a way that only a mother can. 'You'll all go the same school, that'll be good won't it?' I nodded sarcastically. 'Okay, not good.' She conceded. 'But better than being on your own, right?' I had to give her that one, going to school with my brothers would be hell but going to school on my own would have been more hellish. Although that is one confession that would never leave my head. I neither confirmed nor denied her and just stood up, smoothing out the creases in my jeans.

'Port Angeles is still pretty big though. I won't see them at school really, I don't now.' I smiled, hoping that she'd confirm that the school was huge so I'd be able to lose my brothers when I wanted. She grimaced and I knew it was bad, real bad.

'Well you see. Dad will be working in Port Angeles and we'll be living on the outskirts but it made more sense for you to go to the closest school.' She explained. 'And that's in a small town called…' she riffled through the humongous stack of papers again; she found the right sheet and held it out to me. I gasped, my heart pounded in my chest and I could feel the blood coursing through my ears. In the corner of the letter was an address; the top line read 'Forks High School'.

I think I may have dropped the paper. I'm not sure. All I know is I woke up horizontal. I hadn't opened my eyes but whoever was hovering over me was talking like I couldn't hear, I guess for some time I couldn't. 'She looked at it and she just fell.' My mum was arguing. 'She was fine about the rest; it was only when she saw the school letter.'

'You're sure it wasn't the move in general? Just the school?' my dad asked.

'No, I'm sure.' My mum assured him.

'It's only school.' Lewis scoffed. He was my older brother and the biggest pain in my ass. He was only a year older than me but he never missed an opportunity to flaunt it. I wanted to swipe at him but I wanted to hear the rest of the conversation more. 'She's already too smart for her own good, what difference will a move make?' he moaned. He hated the fact that I'd always been the golden child of this family. The smart, sensible, mature one. While Lewis had always been the one who got the disappointed looks and was grounded the majority of the time.

'Lew, shut up. You'll wake her.' Luca hushed him; I could feel his little hand in mine. Luca was my younger brother and although he was fourteen he was really young for his age. I still helped him dress himself for crying out loud. Not because he couldn't but just because he'd go out in clothes that didn't match and none of my family wore mismatched outfits. I looked after him like Lewis looked after me; in all honesty we were quite close as far as siblings go. Most of my friends hated their brothers and sisters but mine were alright, a little annoying at times but I loved them.

I opened my eyes slowly and tried to pretend I hadn't been listening to them. Luca quickly pulled his hand from mine, he still let me dress him but he certainly didn't show affection. I suspected that had something to do with the "man-to-man" talks he'd been having with Lewis. 'Hey sleeping beauty.' Lewis chuckled. 'I didn't know a move to Forks High would have that reaction, dammit I missed out.' He joked; my dad smacked the back of his head.

'Watch your mouth Lewis.' He warned before looking me over. 'Are you all right, sweetheart?' he asked concerned. I nodded and pushed myself up so I was sitting. I hadn't noticed I was on the sofa.

'M'fine.' I nodded. 'Can we back up a sec though, I mean, Forks High. For real?'

'Are you going to faint again?' Lewis asked me. I reached over my dad to punch his shoulder, he winced. Excellent.

'Yes, Forks High. For real.' My dad assured me. I beamed and jumped up from the sofa.

'Excuse me for a second.' I spun around and screamed as loud as I could. I turned back to face my family and they all had the same look of disbelief on their faces. 'I'm so excited. When are we leaving? Soon, right? Can I have a car? Can we go now?' I asked, all the questions running together. I took it in turns to look between my parents expectantly. 'Well?' I pressed, I knew I must have looked mentally unstable but I couldn't stop bouncing. Just cut my hair and call me Alice. I grinned. Forks High, no way.

'Oh, we're leaving tomorrow.' My dad said sheepishly. I gaped.

'Wait, wait, wait.' I said. 'If we're leaving tomorrow and the boys already knew why did you leave it so late to tell me?' I pouted; being the only girl had its advantages sometimes.

'Well,' my dad squirmed. 'We weren't sure how you'd take it and we figured the later we could leave it the better but we really need to start packing up if we're going to be ready for the flight tomorrow.' He explained, I pouted for as long as I could but hell I was going to Forks High and I couldn't wipe the smile from my face for long. 'You're an odd little sprite.' My dad chuckled ruffling my hair.

'Yeah, sure, whatever.' I dismissed him. 'I need more summer clothes.' I mused before I pulled myself up. 'Oh wait, Olympic Peninsula, Forks, rain, clouds. Duh.' I listed to myself. My parents both had their mouths open like they'd been about to correct me. 'Do you know Forks has the most overcast days on the Olympic Peninsula Lewis? That it rains pretty much everyday?' I asked turning to my older brother, happy at the pained look on his face, he loved the sun. 'Ha, how's that for inside knowledge?' I proclaimed, holding out my hand for Luca to high five me. 'Can I go now?' I inquired of my mother. 'Only I have tons of stuff I want to do.' I smiled, she nodded slowly and I jumped up and danced out of the study.

Once I was in the hall I 'whooped' once more and I heard the chuckles come from inside the room but I couldn't find it in myself to care. I was going to Forks, Forks! I didn't expected to find Edward Cullen waiting for me but I'd wanted to go to Forks, ever since I'd read the books. It was the place as well as the characters that enthralled me.

I skipped down the hall to my room happily throwing the door open. Mentally making a list of the things I'd need to buy. A coat, an umbrella, a pair of wellies. I looked down at my feet and grimaced. These Louboutin's hadn't come cheap and I wasn't even sure how often I'd get to wear them. I shrugged and promised myself, like I had when I'd bought them, that I'd wear them whenever I pleased regardless of the weather.

My mum stood in my doorway with a stack of cardboard boxes in her hand. 'Let's pack away that monster.' She said nodding at my overflowing bookshelf. I smiled.

'Sure, just let me get something for the plane.' I hopped over my bed and dropped down to pull the books from their shelf. I stopped and looked again. 'Mum, have you already started?' I asked confused.

'No.' she said dragging my suitcase in to the room. 'It would hardly have been subtle would it?' she asked. 'Why?'

'Just some books I can't find.' I muttered. 'You know the Twilight ones. They're black and red have you seen them?' her eyebrows knotted together.

'Never heard of them, sorry.' She shrugged. 'Put the books for the plane on your bed and start packing your clothes.' She instructed. I nodded slowly and dropped Pride and Prejudice on to my bed and dumped Northern Lights on top of it.

'Just those two, mum.' I murmured still wondering if I'd missed placed my Twilight saga by mistake. I shook my head as I climbed back over my bed, I would never misplace those books and especially not all four.

I sat down in front of my wardrobe with my empty suitcase next to me and began to fold my clothes in to it. I knew my whole wardrobe wouldn't fit in this suitcase but I'd try for my mother's sake. I still couldn't figure out what I'd done with my books, they had to be around somewhere. I pondered they're whereabouts as I continued to fold my wardrobe away.