Hey guys, this is my first story on fanfiction, and i hope you guys like it :D

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DISCLAIMER: I sadly do not own any characters you recognize, they belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Chapter 1.

'But uh oh, I love her because

She moves in her own way.'

"Goodbye Miss Charlie! We'll miss you so much!" the children of the Ashanti tribe yelled and cried as they circled the young woman.

" You have no idea how I'll miss you my little ones! You better not forget me, I expect letters from all of you. And make sure you're nice to your new teacher!" she said as she started to get choked up. These children, and even this tribe, had been her life for the past two years, and she had watched them grow in more ways than she ever thought possible. She didn't know how she was expected to go back when there was so much work still to be done here, but her two years on her mission were complete, and she was forced to go back for a while before she was eligible again. Joining the Peace Corps had been one of her biggest dreams ever since she could remember. She had been what people had called a child prodigy and had graduated college by the time she was 18. Instead of doing what was expected of someone of her intelligence, Charlie had joined the Peace Corps and decided to teach and counsel others in need instead, much to the dismay of her favorite professors. It had taken her a while to adjust, but she soon realized that teaching and helping others was what she was put on this earth for, and the two years she had spent in Ghana were the happiest she had ever had. The only thing she truly longed for was a companion, someone to love her for who she was, and to be by her side, but that took a back burner once she had come to Ghana.

"Charlotte, its time to leave, the plane leaves in a couple hours, and you know we have to go through customs and that will take a while."

" Yes Rich, I'll be there in a second." she all but whispered as she fiercely hugged every person surrounding her, tears rolling off her cheeks and onto the others.

" I promise I'll come back to you guys, it wont be long. Don't be sad." as she kissed the last few children on the foreheads. She gathered her bags that were not on the truck, and slowly moved towards Rich, the director of the Peace Corps in this region. She quickly heaved her worn out bags into the bed of the truck, and jumped into her seat. As he started the truck, she looked back at her new family, and couldn't stop the tears that flowed freely now. She watched them waving at her until they looked like specs of dust in the distance.

" It never gets easier Char, but I know you, you'll be back." Rich said as he squeezed her shoulder gently.

" I guess I just feel like there's so much I can do here still, and I just wish I wasn't being forced to go back home." Charlie muttered. A wave of homesickness hit her as she began to think of her mother at home, and how lonely she was after her father passed away a few years before, and how her 3 older brothers lived spread out across the country. Thankfully her mother had remarried during the first year of her mission, and had moved to a small reservation in Washington. She was excited to meet her new father in law, apparently a kind man who had the most 'soulful eyes', according to her mother. He was sadly bound to a wheelchair, but her mother had told her she had never met a man so full of life. And with this marriage she gained 3 siblings. A younger brother, 18, and two older sisters, one who was married in Hawaii, and another who was off traveling in Europe with a few friends.

Of course she was excited to meet her new family, but she belonged here, in Ghana, where she was needed. Sighing, she looked out the window at the beautiful safari like back round, and caught a glimpse of herself in the side mirror. She stuck out like a sore thumb in Ghana, and really anywhere fish belly white wasn't popular, O' Hara being her surname. She was petite, at 5'2 with a small frame and medium curves. Her skin was white and almost completely freckled due to being in the sun everyday, and her incredibly curly copper hair was pulled into a sloppy side braid. Her eyes were the only feature of herself that she actually appreciated because they were a deep emerald green with an almost black greenish outline. When she had first arrived to the Ashanti tribe, the children had thought she was an alien, never seeing someone of her coloring before, especially her bright copper hair, and eyes. Charlie had won them over quickly though with her warm disposition, and quirky humor. She really was going to miss these amazing people, who in these two years had taught her more than she ever thought possible.

" Alright Charles, time to get up." Rick said shaking her shoulder. She jumped quickly, not even realizing she had fallen asleep.

"Thanks for everything Rick, I appreciate it so much." Charlie said as she hugged Rick goodbye. He had helped her all the way through the airport, and it was now time to board the plane.

" No problem kiddo, I'll miss you. Keep in touch, yeah? And you better believe ill be seeing you soon." With a final hug, he watched her grab her bags and board on to the plane. Getting settled in her seat, Charlotte closed her eyes preparing herself for the plane ride, not realizing that the adventure was just about to begin.

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