The new girl … The orphan … The strange new niece of the richest woman in town

Various labels that can be placed upon me by my fellow peers, I mean they are all true but I would rather be unknown, keeping my head down until graduation so I am free to do whatever i want. Maybe be a writer, an artist or a photographer something that can take me away.

But for now I'm in a car faraway from my life in London , far away from my now deceased parents who died in a fire a few weeks before. On the way to la push Washington to live with my aunt Anna who was now my legal guardian. I had been to la push before a few times, I never quiet saw the appeal of the tiny town with its tiny houses and tiny population. I only have to stick this out for a few more years.

My aunt was a retired teacher who decided to drop everything ten years ago to open a small diner in the neighbouring town of Forks, earning her a small fortune. With no other living relatives it seemed only obvious that I was thrust into her care, and I'm not sure that either of us was entirely thrilled about it.

But as the car makes its way down the long driveway to her reasonably modest home which far outshines the previous houses that we had just drove by I had the feeling that maybe this would be a good thing. With many photo and drawing opportunities.

" Harper, we are finally here " my aunt Anna said in fake enthusiasm. This would be a hard adjustment for her not just me. " Do need any help with your bags ? " she said while grabbing at my small black suitcase .The fire had destroyed most of my possessions everything I had was in that suitcase and the camera bag strapped around my neck . "That would be great thanks, is it alright if I walk around for a bit maybe take some pictures?" I wondered, it would be nice to look around my new home for the next few years.

"Of course , but make sure you're back by six i have a few things that we both need to discuss " and without any further encouragement I turn around making my way back down the path that the car had just travelled along.

I was headed for the beach, knowing it would be the best place to capture some pictures that I could go back and draw later. My impression of la push so far was that the weather sucked, a light drizzle had been coming down since we had arrived and did not show any chance of stopping.

As I slowly made my way to the beach it gave me time to reflect on the last few weeks. Lets just say it had been a shit few weeks, rather than dwell on things that were impossible to change I quicken my pace and finally enter first beach. The place is deserted apart from a large group of people at the far end, all sitting round a bonfire. Such a weird dreary day to have a bonfire.

I made my way to the sea and finally sat down a few meters from the oncoming water. All I could do was think, think about the terrible circumstances that brought me to la push in the first place, think about my parents who I missed , all the friends that I had left behind and how my life would never be as it used to. Before I know it my tears are falling thick and fast. I am unable to stop them, they keep coming and coming until my whole body is shaking from the force. I just can't stop thinking, can't stop the pain that is taking over. " Are you ok? " I am snapped out of my sadness induced haze and met with a male's voice. I quickly wipe my eyes and turn around for my eyes to meet with the most beautiful person I had ever seen.

( a very quick first chapter as I wanted to set the story off straight away without chapters worth of delay )