Paige Swan the adoptive daughter of Charlie Swan lives a normal life along with her best friend when her sister Bella moves into Forks and falls in love with a vampire Paige is thrown into the supernatural world , while trying to bring back her memories of the first 7 years of her life and she knows only one person can tell her the truth .Paul. but she's to afraid to look for him. But when Edward leaves Bella both of them find themselves spending more and more time at La Push and each day brings Paige closer to the truth and paul .mostly newmoon.
... I do not own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does ...
I stare at the glow in the dark stars that are stuck on the ceiling in my room , they`ve been there since I can remember. Though they aren't glowing at this time of day. Its 6:28 am on a Sunday morning . Why you ask would I be awake this early , well because today is the big , BIG day my dad has talked about for weeks , today my sister comes to live with us , here in Forks . Not that I'm complaining I love Bella , even though I haven't seen her in almost a year, since the last time I saw her was when me and dad went up to visit her last summer in Phoenix , but I do talk to her on the phone at least once a week , so me and her are still really close.
I sigh and close my eyes for 2 seconds ,but the next thing I know I'm being woken in up by father .
"Paige! Get up its late and you need to head over to Billys house." My father says from the other side of the door .
" I'm awake dad." I hear a loud lough from the other side.
"Sure you where, that's why I`ve been calling your name for the last five minutes." I look shocked at my alarm clock its 7 and I have to be at jake house at around 8
"SHIT!"
I jump out of bed and grab a pair of jeans and a hoodie and quickly take a shower. After I make sure I halfway presentable I make my way downstairs into the kitchen where I find my father trying to make breakfast , and not succeeding by burning his toast .
I shake my head "it's a good thing Bella is coming, because I'm tired of cooking for you . I'm going to be happy to pass the job as the house`s personal chef on to her" I say while prying the burnt out toast out of the toaster and putting new ones in.
He scoffs " I know my cooking is bad angel you don't have to rub it in my face" I smile and spread the butter on the now ready toast and put it on a plate in front of my father who had set at the table while I prepared breakfast.
I slowly munch at my toast and look at my father who is happily eating his breakfast slowly while reading today's paper. I wonder how people always presume I'm his biological daughter, but I'm not and the differences between us is staring at everyone in the face , while my father's eyes are these beautiful chocolate brown eyes that Bella, who is his biological daughter ,had inherited from him , she had also inherited his curly brown hair. While I had long very light blond hair which curled at the end and silver/grey eyes , he was 6'0 tall while I'm on the shorter side only 5' only similarity we had was that both of us where pale even our facial features where way different while his features are rough and edgy my features are soft.
Charlie adopted me when I was 7 years old when his friend Billy called him saying he found a girl in the woods crying and alone. Whenever I ask him why he had chosen to adopt me he said hat from the minute he saw me he loved me , but he couldn't just adopt me he had to look for any family, but when no family showed up he adopted me and I have been living with him for the last 8 years .
I think it would have been harder to adjust to the new life if I remember any member of my family but I don't, not really. After that day , when I was left alone in the woods in La Push I suppressed all my memories and the only things I remember are two faces . I remember what I think is the face of my brother smiling down at me as I hug him , it's hard to tell if it's my brother since he also doesn't look like me coppers skin ,shaggy black hair and dark brown eyes he also seems much older than me .But I don't know the name behind that face . The other memory is of a another boy this time he isn't as old maybe a year or two older than me which would have made him about 8 or 9 with the same copper skin , dark brown/ blackish hair and light brown beautiful eyes. But this time this face isn't smiling it`s crying and in the memory so am I, also I know this boy's name.
Paul.
The name haunts me, sometimes I wonder if I should try to find this Paul and maybe get back my memories but then I think of how no one showed up when I was left alone in the woods and I know that I shouldn't and I wont.
I`m brought out of my thought by my father who is waving a hand in front of my face "Off to dreamland again Paige."
I smile softly "Yeah sorry." he chuckles and says "Come on, so I can drop you off and Billys before I go for Bells."
I nod grab my book bag and hope into my dad's car which much to my dismay is his cruiser.
I groan "Really dad, Bella is going to hate you if you pick her up in that."
He looks at me shocked "Why? Bella loves the old car. "
I laugh "Sure she does dad."
The drive to La push is quite, not a word being said between me and dad, both of us content to live in our own thoughts. I'm soon brought out of my train of thought by my best friend Jacobs smiling face, even when he looks like likes he`d like to crawl back to bed and sleep he`s got a smile on his face. That's one of the many things I love about him. His father who is next to him smiles at us and waves.
My door is opened by Jake who in the mean time had made his way over to the car "Good morning Blondie." I stick my tongue out at him but smile
"Hey Jake." he grabs me and hugs me while I laugh.
I turn away from Jake and look at my dad "See you later, I won't be long I`ll be sure to be there when Bella's home."
He nods but then says "Are you sure you don't want to come with me to pick her up? I know she would love to have you there."
I grimace "I would love to dad, but I really need to help Jake study and honestly I need some help to."
He nods and smiles "It fine, but don't be late."
I nod and smile " I won't , now come on Jake we`ve got 3 hours and I'm not wasting them outside" he groans but follows me inside his house.
Once inside he asks "Are we really going to study or do you want to go to the garage." I give him the evil glare as he calls it and he puts his hands up in surrender and plops down on the chair.
"Fine we`ll study!" I smile and nod and pat his head" Good boy." and I end up getting one of Jakes famous eye rolls.
