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Raechelle

"Mom, Do I have to go live with Charlie?" I complained. "Yes honey, I have told you a million times your father wants you to spend your senior year living in Forks," her mom said. "But mom," I said. "No buts Bella, your going, plus I already bought your ticket. " She said. "Fine," I said.

How could my mom honestly do this I thought. She knew I hated Forks which is why I been living with her instead of Charlie. There was nothing wrong with my dad besides he was pretty dorky at times which always made things entertaining.

I grabbed my last bag and headed for the door. I reached for the door handle and turned around to give the house a last look around before heading out.

I sighed. Maybe it won't be so bad after all. i thought to myself almost as if I were trying to convince myself that it would be better than here in Arizona. For being a girl living in Arizona for the past 3 years I hadn't had one tan. You would think I would be super tan but nope. I was so white you could almost see your reflection in my skin.

I flew into Sea Tac and then took a small plane from there to Port Orchard. There Charlie was standing with a sign saying Welcome Home Bells. I smiled because Charlie had been calling me that since the day I was born. I gave him a small hug before looking up to find where my luggage would arrive.

"Bells, how was the trip?" He asked. "Eh, you know, long." I said. He didn't ask me anything else since he figured I wasn't ready for the 21 question game. That's what I liked about him, he never would ask you a million questions like Mom.

I raced through the airport just in time to see my big black suitcase pushing its way through the flaps onto the belt. It made its way to my location and as I reached for the handle. Charlie said, "Bells, I got it. You had a long trip, let me help you with that." "Thanks Dad." He gave me half smile as he grabbed my suitcase and lifted it off the belt.

I walked through the airport impatiently trying to make my way to the doors. We made our way out the doors across the walkway to the parking garage where Charlie's police cruiser was. I hated being escorted in that thing as it always made me feel I was in trouble. We drove in silence making our way back to Forks. Charlie knew I was never one for small talk.

We were almost back to the house when he told me he got me a small welcome home gift. I told him he didn't have to but it was nice of him. "It's alright, he said, "I know you hate riding in the police cruiser so I bought you your own wheels. It's not much but it will get you around." "Thanks dad," I said. As we drove around the corner. I saw sitting in the drive way a 4 door gray honda civic. "Dad, thank you so much, its beautiful," I said.

We pulled into the driveway and I ran my hand along the car to show Charlie I approved. It was such a pretty color. greyish purple and shined in the sun. I just remembered right then I had suitcases to grab. It was nice my dad thought of me when he got this car.

I pulled open the side door to grab my bags while Charlie helped with my suitcase from the trunk. I started up the stairs to my room which had been mine as a newborn. You could still smell a slight scent of baby powder.

I looked around at the room. It still had the pink borders from when Charlie and my mom had just brought me home although my crib was replaced with a queen size bed and a desk.

Charlie sat down my suitcase and said, "If you need anything let me know bells," as he left the room. I loved the privacy Charlie had always given me. He never loitered around like a puppy waiting for a treat, at which I was thankful for. It gave me time to get settled into my new environment which I would have to get use for around a year.

Tomorrow would be my first day at Forks High School. I was both looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time. Forks was a small town which meant newcomers were always outsiders as everyone grew up with each other since diapers. Yet I was looking for a fresh start which I would most definitely get here. No one knew me which gave me a chance to make a new impression of myself on people.

The only person I knew here was Jacob who was a childhood friend that I hung out here with, when I visited Charlie, when I was young. Since, we had always kept in contact on Facebook but it had been years since we'd seen each other. Although he wouldn't be attending school with me because he went to school on the reservation La Push. So starting a new school and didn't know anyone who attended.

I grabbed a bag and pulled my laptop out and assembled it on my desk. My mom wanted to make sure I brought it with me so she could email me as well as video chat occasionally. I knew she was busy with her new husband but I would always be her little girl, the one she felt like she needed to protect. I was older now but in her eyes I was still her little girl.