Pissed off, angry, confused, scared …. these are all things that are rushing through my head as the trees fly by on the way to my new home. This isn't something that I asked for; it's something that my father claims that he needs. "A new change of scenery and pace" he says. My mother died a few months back from a long battle with cancer. My dad said that the city and the house were all too painful to be in and look at on a daily basis. So we packed up everything that we had in Charleston, South Carolina and are driving to Forks, Washington. I'd never even heard of this place until my father took a new teaching job there. After doing some research, this is what I have found out about the place, it's cold and rainy and while it has a beach, it's nothing like Charleston. Oh, I guess I should introduce myself my name is Lily Katherine.
As we pull into town, I really start to take notice of all the differences between Charleston and Forks. All of the buildings here are in neutral colors where in Charleston they all had vibrant sunny colors. I start to really wonder if I'll ever get used to living in this place. The people that are walking around town seems to keep to themselves but there is a group of high school aged kids hanging out together. I wonder what they are like. I wonder if I'll make friends quickly. What do kids do for fun around here? Will I fit in? My mind is going a mile a minute. I finally get broken out of my thought by my father.
"LK, we're here sweetheart," he says.
I take a look around the house; it seems nice. My dad has always dreamed about living in a log cabin in the woods writing the next great American novel; I guess this is his chance. It's a one-story cabin sitting along a river with green shutters. I look at the land that it sits on and notice that there is not another house in sight. Two rocking chairs and a wood stump for a side table are already sitting on the big front porch, 'I could get used to this' I think to myself. The peace and quiet could be a nice change from the city.
"Daddy, I'm going to go find my room," I tell him.
"Ok, I'm going to start getting settled, too."
I get to my room with one of my bags; it's quite large and very pretty. I notice I have a bay window over looking the river; I've always wanted on of those. All of my furniture has already arrived.
"Time to start unpacking," I say to myself. "Where do I even begin? With the clothes, I guess. It'd be nice to have that done in time for school tomorrow."
School. Just the though of school makes me homesick for Charleston. I hope that everything goes well for me and dad tomorrow. Make this a little bit easier of a transition for all of us. I guess we'll just wait and see.
Well, Forks High School, I hope you're ready for me just as I hope I'm ready for you.