Hello there, this shall be my first fanfiction on here. I wanted to created something slightly different, so I added new characters to cause trouble... Plus I don't like Bella, Lol.
Oh and I don't own the twilight characters, just the ones that are unfamiliar to you all. =)

"You think my decision is easy?! I love you Katherine but I love her too", I sighed as I watched the one who stole a part of my heart turn around. She was in tears, she wiped them away but they kept flooding back onto her face, she was one of the few girls I have seen that could cry but still looked like a beauty.

"How can you love me, but hurt me in this way" she spluttered out between sobs. "How can you say you love me, but marry her…? How can you steal my heart like this and expect it to be okay?"

My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched her legs give way, she fell gracefully onto the floor her midnight colored hair fell in front of her face.

Katherine's POV

Nestled between 'The Middle of Nowhere' and 'the end of Life as we know it' was Forks, my new habitat, a place my mom decided to move us to punish me, also because she got some big shot job to help protect some preservation from being built into some tourist getaway.

"Moving here would be good for us, Katherine, new start and all," I sighed as I noticed my mom decided to address me by my full name, great she's going to make a speech.

"You know, this case could help me get into the firm I always wanted to work act," my Mom continued as she briefly turned her head to look at me, then back on the road.

"This could put me in the big leagues if I win this case." A growl came from the back of the car.

"So in other words, this is all about you", my sister Kimberly whined. "What about me mom? I'm the one who lost out, cheerleading, homecoming, prom; you know I was the ONLY sophomore invited to the senior prom right?"

"Want some cheese with that whine?" I snickered, Kimberly had just turned sixteen three months prior and in those three months, she developed a chest, good looks and a diva attitude. Because of that she conformed to the schooling system, in other words she became a class A bimbo/cheerleader/mean girl.

"Oh Kat, shut up, you're one of the reasons we're living here so you shut your trap okay", Kimberly snapped. I suppose she was right, we are here because of me. Due to my impeccable fighting skills and short temper I have been kicked out of a few schools and since my mom's choices were either to send me into military school or move, I guess she decided she couldn't have a family unit, with just one daughter.

"Don't talk to her like that Kimberly, she is not the reason we're here, although the move would've been in her favor, plus the Quileute heritage runs through our veins."

"Barely". I interrupted mom's speech just in time, before she could tell us the history of the Quileute tribe once again. It was true, my great grandfather on my Mom's side was Native American originating from the Quileute tribe, however he left forks for New York and married my great grandmother, an olive skinned Sicilian. Apart from him, the rest of my family was from Italy.

"Yes, barely but it's there Pocahontas…" my mother smiled at me, although her smile could melt the heart of a polar bear, to me it was abysmal. "Oh here we are" she chimed. I looked out the window to see a wooden sign that said Forks, Washington.

"So Mom, you think I'd get into the cheerleading squad here?" My sister broke the silence. It was never surprising that she'd revert all attention back to her.

I quickly exited the conversation by putting my headphones in my ears and looked out the car window. As Kings of Leon sang in my ears I noticed something that this town had a lot of.

Trees and clouds, no sun, no machine made strip malls, just trees.

Oh goody.

My mom pulled up to our new home, it was a quaint, reasonable sized house with a patio that looked like it had been attacked by the plague .

"We're home kids!" My mom sang as she stopped the engine and pulled her car keys out of the ignition. Kimberly and both sighed heavily in unison as we got out of the Honda accord my mother owned.

"Your stuff is already in the rooms allocated to you my loves." my mother said as she fished in her suitcase for what I assume would be the key to the house.

Impatiently waited for my mother to find the key I shifted my weight to my left foot as I examined my cuticles, the purple nail polish was starting to chip, I made a mental note to repaint my nail as I heard my mom say "A ha" in triumph while she pulled out the house key.

My mom skipped on merrily to the front door as me and my sister grudgingly followed behind. As soon as the front door was opened with distinct smell of pine filled my nostrils. The Wood flooring looked freshly varnished, which probably explained the smell. As I took a look around the ground floor, I noticed the house was bigger than it looked, however it felt cozy and warm, yet bright, considering the outside of the house looked gloomy and depressing.

"Why has SHE got the bigger room?!" Kimberly screeched, I ran up the stairs to see what the commotion was about as I stood beside my little sister. My cheeks began to rise as I suddenly felt jubilant.

The room was exactly like the one we had in Astoria except it wasn't so cramped. It had grape purple walls, around it were fairy lights. My first painting hung on top of my gothic inspired bed. I wrapped my arm round my sister's shoulder and turned to her

"Well, tough luck, I see princess Kimmy doesn't always get what she wants…" I muttered trying to hold back the giggles.

My sister growled in defeat, pushed my arm off of her shoulders and stomped into the room adjacent to my own. I quickly fell onto the bed, finally happy something was going right.

"Don't get too happy big sister," Kimberly began as she leaned against my bedroom door. "Remember tomorrow is the first day of school and I can bet by lunch time the whole school's population will know how much of a weirdo you are." she sneered.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Hopefully by then the football team will know how easy you are and the world will be right again, don't worry I'll let everyone know about your glory hole days…"slowly a sinister smile crept on my face, as she growled and slammed my room door running back to her own.

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The chaotic sounds of the prodigy filled my room around 6:45 in the morning, I was in no mood to wake up or even leave this room. My stomach did a dance routine as I thought over what today was.

The first day of school.

A/N -- This is just to introduce the unknown characters for you, the story picks up in the next chapter =)