Sam POV

I let out a sigh as the dark green forest flew by. Here I was, moving away from my friends to some tiny town I had never even heard of. Forks, Washington, was home to 3120 people when I moved there with my sister in the fall of 2010. I was 16 and Bella was 17. I'm Samantha Puckett, but you better call me Sam or I'll knock your fudge off. I have long, curly dirty blonde hair and blue-green eyes. Isabella Marie Puckett, my sister, has more of our dad in her; she has straight brown hair that falls to just below her shoulder blades and dark brown eyes. Call her Bella or you'll get an earfull, and boy does that girl have lungs. Bella was asleep, her head resting lightly on my shoulder. I pushed her slightly and she rolled over, her head landing with a dull thump on the other door. I sniggered and then glanced out the window again. Bella let out a light snore and I poked her to get her to stop. She let out a mumble and sat upright, yawing like Wookie from that space nerd movie. It was about seven in the morning. I said, "Finally decide to join the land of the living?"

Bella shoved me and said, "Shaddup, fudgewad."

I said, "Ooh, Belly Bear got maaaaaaaaaaad!"

Bella gave me a glare that would melt lead and said, "Watch it, Samantha."

I grumbled, "Whatever, Isabella."

Before we could get into an even worse fight, the cab pulled over. Bella got out like a rocket and, by the time I had opened my door, Bella was shoving my neon green duffle bag into my arms. She ran at top speed to the house we were pulled up in front of and I ran after her, one thought in my mind, 'DAD!'

I pulled to a halt beside her and together we pounded on the door, shrieking in an insanely high-pitched voice, "DADDY!"

The door opened and Bella and I hugged Charlie tightly. Charlie said, "Bells! Sam! You're here!"

I said in his ear, "Yep, dad! We're here and not Juvie!"

Bella mumbled, "I don't go to Juvie, Sam does."

I whined as we let go of Charlie, "Only twice."

Bella crossed her arms and gave me a look. I said, "Three."

Bella cleared her throat and began tapping her foot. I snapped, "Fine, four."

Bella smiled and said, "Atta girl."

I gave her a fierce glare and said, "Don't. Say. That."

Bella shrugged and the two of us pushed past Charlie and inside.

B POV
As soon as we pushed inside, Sam made a mad dash to the refridgerator. Typical. I let out a laugh and Charlie said, "Err, I think you remember where your rooms are."

I nodded and yelled, "SAM! Get your lazy butt in here!"

Sam came out of the kitchen, a strip of cold ham hanging from her mouth. I pulled off a piece from the strip and popped it into my mouth before saying, "Let's head to our rooms."

Sam swallowed and said, "Yeah."

She began drifting back to the kitchen so I grabbed a handfull of her hair and dragged her upstairs. Sam yelled, "BELLA! HAIR! HAIR! HAIR! OWWWWWWWW!"

I shoved her into her room and then continued down the hall to mine. I let go of my bag and it hit the floor with a thud. I tossed myself onto my bed and let out a laugh. It felt soooo good to have my own bed; Renee had made Sam (who, for the record, snores at about 3 zillion decibles) sleep in the same bed as me. I let out a long, content sigh before my little moment was pierced by Sam's furious scream. Charlie ran into my room, looking completely worried. I asked, "What DID you do?"

Charlie said, frazzled, "I-I dunno! I just told her you guys were starting in school on Monday-"

I screamed, "WHAT?"

Charlie's eyes grew wide and I let out a furious bellow, "DAMMIT DAD! YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME FIRST! IF YOU WOULD HAVE, SHE WOULDN'T BE DEMOLISHING THE ROOM!"

I bet all of Forks and probably even most of Seattle heard me screaming. I pushed him aside and stormed into Sam's room. She was still screaming. I don't know how she drew breath; the noise was unending. I slapped her and screamed in her face, "PULL IT TOGETHER, WOMAN!"

Sam clammed up and said, "I... Need... Food."

I smiled and hugged her before pulling a FatCake out of my purse and handing it to her. She pulled off the wrapper and began gnawing on the FatCake. I snickered and said, "Slow it down, Sammy who loves Hammy. You're going to choke."

Sam simply gave me the look and finished inhaling the food. I rolled my eyes and said, "I'm going for a walk."

I went back into my room and grabbed my iPod and water bottle before going outside and getting on my bike. It was one of those light 60s or 70s style bikes with only one speed and a basket on the front. I put my earbuds in my ears an put the iPod on shuffle before pedaling down the road with my water in the basket. The first song that came up was Claire De Lune. I let the classical music wash over me as I pedaled down the road as quickly as my legs would let me. I rode my bike for God only knows how long, taking turns whenever it felt right. Eventually, the road ended in thick woods. I put down the kickstand on my bike and grabbed my water bottle before walking into the woods. I sped up once under the canopy until I was sprinting through the woods, my leg muscles burning. Eventually, I broke into the most beautiful meadow I had ever seen. White and purple flowers dotted the light green grass, making the air smell of hyacinths and lilies and bluebells. I breathed in and said, "Beautiful."

In one fluid movement, I went down into a lotus position (like Indian-fashion but with my feet on top of my legs) and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and let my senses go completely. Unlike my sister, I enjoy meditation. At that time, I was doing a rather difficult type: Vipassana meditation. I took another deep breath and tried to push away all thoughts. I did so relatively easily and then completely stopped movement. The grass tickled my legs and sun shone down on me, causing me to sweat a little, but I still remained motionless. A fly buzzed by my nose but I did nothing. My arm itched. I did not move. When I finally felt my muscles scream (from the large amount of use and then the long period of disuse most likely), I opened my eyes to the meadow. I stretched and then stood up. I felt like something-someone-was watching me. I murmured to myself, "Bella, you're being nuts. No one is there."
With that sentiment, I took a drink of water and left the beautiful place.

E POV
I was running through the forest to the meadow I had found and slowed as I approached the bright light shining through the trees. I pushed out of the trees and into the meadow. Immediately, a scent hit me that made venom pool in my mouth faster than I could swallow it. A human girl with pale, nearly translucent, skin and deep brown hair was sitting at the other end of the meadow, completely motionless besides her gentle breathing. I crept towards her, completely out of my senses from her scent and then... stopped. She looked so peaceful, so serene, so beautiful, that I just couldn't hurt her. She was sitting with her legs folded where her feet were on top of her legs. Her heartbeat was gentle and regular and I couldn't hear any thoughts from her. None at all. Time passed but she didn't move at all. Eventually, I heard her heartbeat speed up and hid before her eyes opened. They were dark brown and sparkling. Still no thoughts. Either she wasn't thinking at all or I just couldn't read her thoughts. She stretched her legs and arms and stood up. She looked around and murmured, "Bella, you're being nuts. No one is there."

The girl looked around again, though, before leaving. I emerged from my hiding spot and sat near where the girl had. Her scent was still there but not as thick. I thought, 'What was she doing?'

For some reason, I wanted to talk to that girl and ask her.

B POV
I pedaled the bike home and dropped it at the front steps. After entered, I felt something tackle me and wrestle me to the ground. It was Sam. I wrapped my legs around her waist and flipped head-over-heels until I was on top of her. I stopped straddling her and held her arms down with my hands. She twisted and turned but I had the size advantage and the experience advantage. I had been practicing with Renee's boyfriends since I was five. Sam howled in my face, "I give! Let me up!"

I complied and Sam sat upright, looking like her pride was wounded. I said, "Aw, don't worry Sammy. You're just out of it because you're hungry."

Sam moaned, "But I lost! Sam Puckett doesn't lose!"

I snickered and said, "C'mon, Sam. I'll make dinner and we'll eat."