Things Change
Chapter One: Forks
I couldn't believe it. We were moving back to Forks. It had been three hundred years since I was last there. The town hadn't changed much, but I had. I'd been wandering alone in the woods one day. The hole in my chest was terrible, and I needed an escape. Stupid me. How could I have forgotten that Victoria was out there, waiting for her chance to kill me? She saw me alone and attacked. But she never finished. Someone had pulled her off me, and I thought the pain would end then. But then something was cutting me, and the fire started burning through me, clearing out all thought. Three painful days later, I'd woken up and seen my savior. Trent had been surprised at how much I'd already known, so I'd explained to him about the Cullens, trying to ignore that hole in my chest. Eventually my friendship with Trent grew into something more. I loved him, not as much as I had loved Edward, but a lot. He'd doubted me in the beginning, though. But I'd told him that even if Edward showed up, wanting me back, I would choose Trent. And I meant it. Edward had hurt me too much, and Trent had healed me. Trent was a "vegetarian" too, and I was grateful for that. I didn't think I could kill anybody. About one hundred years after my change, a new member came to our coven. I'd found her in the middle of a deserted road, hit by a truck and left to die. I couldn't bear to leave her, so I changed her. Immediately after the change, she'd been hyper and excited, and had stayed that way ever since. She'd introduced herself as Joanna Gwyneth Carson, and told us to call her Joey. She had been sixteen when she was changed.
Now Trent and I were in our blue Mercedes, and Joey was following close behind in her little silver punch buggy. I didn't go by Bella anymore. My name was Izzy now, and I preferred it. I glanced back at Joey, who gave me a grin and a wave, which I then returned. Trent was driving with one hand, the other holding mine. He looked at me and we stared into each other's eyes for several minutes before the ringing of my cell phone brought us back to reality. I looked at the caller ID. Joey. I answered. "Joanna Gwyneth Carson Palmer, you'd better have a good reason for calling me now when you are right behind us," I growled. Palmer was Trent's last name, and we all used it now.
"Geez, calm down Izzy. I was just going to let you know that I'm going to skip out on hunting tonight. I'll go tomorrow," I heard her sweet, musical voice say. "Why couldn't you wait untill we got to the house to say that?" I asked, annoyed. "I was also going to remind Trent to keep his eyes on the road," she stated simply. I sighed and hung up, but I had to chuckle along with Trent. "Sometimes I'm really glad you changed that little goofball. She may have way too much energy for someone that tiny, but she sure is entertaining," he said, laughing. I joined in, and we both knew that Joey was probably debating wether to be offended or complimented. Soon we reached our new house, and her internal debate would likely be stopping now.
The house wasn't huge, but it was roomy and cozy at the same time. It didn't take long to get all of our stuff inside, and then Trent and I went hunting while Joey stayed behind to finish arrangeing her room. The three of us would be starting High School tomorrow. Joey would be a sophmore, I would be a juinor, and Trent would be a senior. I wasn't really looking forward to being taught what I already knew, but it was a necessary charade. I would use Carson as my last name, so that Trent and I wouldn't have to hide our relationship. I didn't want to go back to school, but at least I would have Trent and Joey with me.