I was wearing my favorite North Face- pink,fluffy,and soft it was my last item that i would ever wear in california. Today it was raining as if the gods were crying to see me go.
IN The sunny state of california where it rains 35 out of 365 days a year is where i live, well use too. now in the state of washington state, in a small town called forks, under a constant cover of clouds and rain is where i am rains on the humdrum town more than any other place in the US. it was from this town and its gloomy shade that my dad and brother escaped with me when i was only a few months old. it was in this town that i had been compelled to spend a month every winter until i was 13. that was the year i finally put my foot down;these past three and a half summers,my dad and brother, charlie and noah vactioned with me in florida for a month instead.
IT was forks that i expatriate myself- an action that i took with great worry. i loathed Forks. i loved hollywood. i loved daylight and flare. i loved going to a store and seeing a movie star.
"ORI,"- my mom said to me a million times before i got on the terminal- "you dont have to do this."
I felt a spasm of fear as i stared at dad and chase. how could i leave chase and dad ? hes about to go off to college but dads got course, he had marcy, now she could take care of him but still...
"i want to go," I lied. id always been a good liar, i guess thats why i had been a teen actress.
"Tell Maya I said hi."
"I will."
"I'll see you soon," he insisted."You can come home whenever you want- I'll come right back as soon as you need me."
"dont worry about me," i urged. "itll be great. i love you,dad. chase take care of dad." i nudged.
chase grabbed me up in a bear hug.
ill miss this. i thought' pushing back the tears.
It was a four-hour flight from LAX to Seattle,another in a small passengers plane to Port Angeles, and then an hour drive back down to doesnt frighten me;the hour in the car with Maya I'm a little worried about.
Maya had really been fairly nice about the whole thing. She seemed authentically pleased that i was coming to live with her for the first time. She'd already gotten me registered for high school and was going to get my Chrysler 300 brought here.
But it was sure to be awkward with Maya. From what i remembered she wasnt very gabby. i knew she was more than a little confused by my decision-like my father before me, I hadn't made a secret of my distate for Forks. When i landed in Port Angeles, it was raining. i didnt see it as an prognostication - just unavoidable. i'd already said goodbye to the sun and my tan.
Maya was waiting for me with the honda accord with "Maya's Boutique" decal all over the back.
this i was expecting,too.
Maya being an entrepreneur, buisness was everything.