Chapter One.
Mia's Point Of View.
My eyes snapped open when I felt the jolt of the pane's wheels hitting the runway. I sighed and rubbed a hanf over my face, trying to wake up from the restless sleep I had been in throughout the entire trip.
I really could not believe I was coming back after so long. When I was sixteen, something happened that pretty much changed me for good. I had left to live in LA with my aunt because after what happened, I couldn't stand to be in this town anymore.
I grabbed my phone and my bag and walked towards the exit when the captain came over the intercom system and said it was safe to get off of the plane.
After grabbing my suitcases, I went in to the Starbucks and ordered a peppermint Hot Chocolate. I walk back out and see a familar head of long brown hair. The person turned and her eyes instantly fell on me.
"Mia!" I smile when my sister all but runs over to me.
"Hey, Alexa." I smile and hug her.
She wraps her arms arounf my neck and hugs me tightly. She knew that coming back was hard for me. But, when my aunt was sent to rehab, I didn't much have a choice.
I followed her out to her car and she opened the trunk so I could put my suitcases in the back. I close the trunk and walk around to the front of the black Cadilac Escalade and get in.
"Nice car." I say, buckling my seatbelt.
"Thanks. I got it as a gift for my birthday. Oh, speaking of gifts, I have a few for you when we get back to the house." She smiled at me.
"Dude, I said no gifts!" I said.
"Have you ever known me to listen?! Besides, it's just stuff to help you get started." She pulled out of the parking lot and started the drive back to Forks.
As we drove back, I couldn't help but fear what would await us. I knew that I was probably over-reacting and had nothing to worry about, but still, I couldn't shake the anxiety of moving back to a town that left me so insecure about who I really was. I thought moving to LA would help me resolve that problem, but honestly, the only thing it did was drive me further down the path of insanity.
I had always been confused about myself. I never felt like I really belonged anywhere. When I was younger, there were always so many answers to the question 'What would you like to be in the future?' and to be totally honest, I still wasn't even really sure.
Sure, I had taken nursing for a college credit in high school, completed two years of beauty school and had a job as an intern at the hospital in LA, but still, I never felt like I belonged.
A lot of the time, I just felt confused, alone... like an outcast.
Maybe, in some ways, I was an outcast.
A/N: I know, it sucked but the next chapter will be how Mia is settling in and meets Carlisle (: