mmm, hey. Its my first story in english so... hope it's good.

Chapter 1.

"Honey, are you ready?" my mum called from downstairs.

"Yeah, Mom, Just a minute," I said while I closed my bag in a hurry and dropped it on my back. I looked one more time at my room, it was empty now. I sighed.

I hated that I had to leave. Again, my father's boss sent him abroad for his job, and he has to stay there for several years. It's the forth time in my life that we're leaving the country. Untill we're finally getting used to the new place; we have to move to another one.

Until now, my father worked here, in Cuba. I really love this place; we have a big house, and the weather is great. More than that, people are really nice here.

Anyway, my parents didn't want to tell me where we are moving. They just said that it's in the north of the continent.

I sighed again and took my favorite book, Twilight. I wanted to read it again in the plane.

This book was... sort of a drug for me. I read it again and again, when I'm sad, or angry, or just bored. I enjoy reading this great love story. This book makes me believe in magical creatures. I wanted to meet a vampire. I wanted to find my Edward.

My mom's voice woke my up from my dreams.

"Is everything alright?" she asked.

"Ye-Yeah," I said and hurried to get downstairs.

"Come on, your father is already in the car," she said, pushing me to get out.

I got in the car and set in the back seat. Unfortunately, I have neither brothers nor sisters. I'm an only child, a fact which was really bad; now I'm sure to have no friends.

"Where are we going?" I asked for the millionth time.

My mom looked at my dad with worry.

"Honey," she said apologetically, "We haven't told you where we are moving because…" she paused again, hesitating. "Because we knew you wouldn't have agreed to come if you knew that... We...we're moving to Forks."

There was a long silent. I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. They knew what I thought about this town. They knew it was the town of my dreams and my nightmares at the same time. They knew it was the town of the vampires, and they knew how much I believed in these creatures.

They knew it.

"And you agreed to this?" I said in a low voice, looking at my father.

"We… We had no choice," my father apologized. "I need this job, Sarah, you know I do."

I said nothing. He was right; without this job, we have nowhere to go. This job is our only choice.

"I can't go there," I desperately said. "I hate this town. I just can't!"

"Honey, vampires do not exist!" my mom said, quite angry. "Stop it! You are grown-up enough to stop with these dreams! This is a really nice town, we talked to some of the people there, and you don't have to worry!"

"Who did you talk to?" I said.

"To Robert Swan," My father said, and I froze immediately. Swan?

"He's living there. He has a son, Charlie; he is 16, just like you."

That was too much. Charlie Swan? 16? No way.

"I...I don't understand..." I murmured, more to myself than to my parents.

My mom shot another worried glance at me.

"I promise you, honey, it will be alright."

I said nothing. I just nodded in silence.

I haven't said anything during the drive, and neither on the plane. My parents looked at me from time to time, but said nothing. "Maybe she's sick," I heard my mom whispering to my dad from the seat in front of me. "Maybe, I'll call Doctor Cullen when we'll arrive."

That was too much for me. Cullen? No, no way. I couldn't comprehend it.

"He really exists," I said to myself, shocked.

For the rest of the journey I read my book, thinking about those names, those persons that might exist. I stopped when I got to Edward's name. What about him? Does he exist? Do I want him to exist? I had no answers to these questions. I was sure Bella doesn't exist, because now her father is sixteen. I remember what the book said about him in his teen years; he was very beautiful, and very charming. Well, it won't work with me. He can keep his good manners to himself, I don't want them.

When we finally arrived to Forks, it was raining. What a surprise. My parents got a new car, and my father's boss found us a house in the little town. The car was a Volvo, a red one. During the whole journey I looked out the window, recognizing all the places, which were just a story, until now. We got to the house, and a car was parked next to it; a grey Citroen.

"Look honey, this is for you," my mom smiled at me. I looked at her, surprised.

They bought a car?! Wow, what a gift.

"Aww, Mom, Dad! Thank you!" I said happily. That was a very special gift, because I just got my driver's license.

When we got in the house, the furniture was already organized. I went up and got into my new room. He was bigger than the other one. I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to buy some stuff to put here and there.

When I finished putting all my clothes in the closet, it was already dinner time.

"Sarah, come here, please," my mom called.

I got downstairs and froze. I regretted immediately for wearing my old jeans and T-shirt. Here he was, this gorgeous guy standing in front of me.

"Hey," he said in a low voice. "I'm Charlie."

I couldn't say anything. That was Charlie, Bella's father. He stood only two feet from me, and he was 16.

"I'm-I'm Sarah," I stammered, still not really believing what my eyes are seeing.

"We invited Charlie and his parents to have dinner with us," my father told me.

"What a great idea," I said, not really conscious to what he said.

We sat down for dinner, and, what a coincidence, Charlie sat in front of me, and smiled.

I haven't spoken a word during dinner. Our parents talked between themselves, and sometimes Charlie asked me things like what my favorite color is, and which music I preferred. When dinner was finally over, and Charlie's parents went to the living room with mine, I was about to go to my own room when I heard Charlie's voice behind me:

"Where are the toilets?"

"Upstairs," I told him, going up. "Right here," I said and showed him the door.

"Thanks," He smiled at me.

I hurried to go to my room and fell to my bed. It was unbelievable, impossible.

It was silent and peaceful here, so I decided to shut the lights off. I was tired, and I wanted to go sleep.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on my door.

I got up and said, "Come in!"

It was Charlie, and he came in shyly.

"You...you have a nice room," he said, smiling crookedly.

"Thanks," I said, smiling back.

The silence lingered, triggering some deep, mesmerizing tension between us. He slowly came closer to me, sitting next to me on the bed. He put one hand on my cheek, caressing it softly. His hand was just as silky as it looked.

"You are so beautiful..." He murmured in the dark, close to my ear. I could smell his breath, so warm, so close and delicious. Our faces slowly got closer, and I felt his hard, smooth lips on mine. His hand gently went up along my back, pulling me to his chest. Here I was, in my first day in Forks, kissing Charlie Swan in the darkness of my room.