I looked out the window of the airplane at the rainy town below. I can't believe I let them convince me to come live with them, I thought to myself. I was on my way to start my new life in Forks, Washington with my two brothers. My older brothers and I are in the Witness Protection Program. I have lived with my brothers ever since our mother and father were murdered. Our parents had been secret agents in the FBI and they had been working on arresting several key members of the mob. My brothers, Jasper and Emmett, also were involved in the Program with me but they had not witnessed the crime like I had. They hadn't wanted me to live on my own with dangerous people after me. Emmett's girlfriend Rosalie sometimes also stayed with us. We all attend are to attend Forks in September but since it was only the end of July I had plenty of time to adjust and meet some people so that I wouldn't be a complete newbie. My name is Isabella Marie Swan and this is the fifth life I've started, I hope it will also be my last.
My plane touched down in Forks Washington late in the afternoon in okay conditions considering it seemed to be raining permanently here. I saw a black Toyota Corolla in the parking lot and saw to guys sitting on the hood of the car. One of them stood up when the gate of the terminal opened and started to look around. He had dark blond hair, all neatly combed. He looked fairly tall from where I stood and pretty thin. I would soon be able to fix that with my type of cooking. He smacked the other guy on the back of the head and said something to him. The other guy stood up and I got a clearer view of him. He was a very muscular man who stood a good half-foot taller than the other guy. He had dark brown hair that was cropped close to his head. He pointed and squinted at me and started yelling, "BELLA!! BELLA!!". I stared out walking over to them but when the bigger guy started to jump up and down I started running because attention is never good and people were starting to stare. I ran over to them and dropped my bags and jumped on the brown haired man.
"Hey!!", I screamed into his ear.
"AHHH", he screamed back at me.
I jumped down and laughed.
"You must be Emmett", I said and turned to the other man standing next to us. "And you must be Jasper."
"Yep" the man I assumed to be Jasper said. "Right, even after five years of only writing letters."
I smirked and brushed my shoulder, "I'm good like that".
Emmett and Jasper both laughed at that. "Soo are we gonna get moving or what?" I asked them.
"Most definitely getting moving. I don't think I can stand around here for much longer. I'm starting to feel claustrophobic." Emmett answered.
"Emmett, you aren't claustrophobic. I'm surprised you could even say the word. Alright, Emmett help Bella, is it alright that I call you that?, with her bags", Jasper said in one breath.
"Yeah I would actually prefer it. I hate Isabella it makes me sound older than I really am." I made a face.
We picked up my bags and put them into the trunk and got into the car. We drove home in companionable silence. I think that Jasper felt that I just wanted to adjust and settle in before I started to talk to anyone. I stared out of the window. Why is this town so damn rainy. God. It's making me feel depressed. Jasper turned the car into a dirt driveway that led into the woods.
"Well, this is home. I'll show you your room so you can settle in." Jasper smiled at me.
"Thanks so much. For everything. Especially for letting me stay with you."
"That's no problem, we didn't want our little sister to be killed under some strangers roof." Emmett face popped out from behind my seat.
I laughed. I haven't felt this happy in a really long time. Almost never even in Phoenix and I lived there for years. I've been here all of ten minutes and I already feel like this is the place that I will call home. For a long time. I feel as though this is the place that I belong.
