Not very good. First fanfic.

I do not own Twilight.

Kylie P.O.V

I woke up in a barely familiar room. We had just moved here 2 months ago. I looked at my homemade calender. Saturday. There was something important about Saturday. I got up to get a better look. Circled about 40 times it said Moving Day. Great. Just great. I hated moving. It meant having to make new friends (which, in my case, rarely happened), going to a new school and living in a whole new house. My Aunt Carey got fired from every single job. Once there were no more job's available in the city we'd move. Why couldn't she work harder and keep her job? Why did she have to be so lazy? I look at the clock. 5:30! I jumped back in bed and fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow.

When I woke up it was past noon. And so the move begins... I thought to myself.