Just a warning, this is my first fanfic. I would be eternally grateful if you did offer advice for my writing though. This chapter will be short just so I can get some reviews to see if I should continue with this story or not.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters you don't know. Everything else belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

-RylieAlexis

Chapter 1

Ugh. Moving again. My parents really needs to pick a place and go with it. This is the third move this year! First they say that Texas will be amazing. Turns out that it is too hot for them though. Then California is where it's at. Nope. Not anymore. Now they've decided that they need to settle down in a small town. Ha! Like they'll ever actually settle down. At least in two years I'll be able to go wherever the hell I want and they can't do a damn thing about it.

"Molly! I need help moving this box!" My dad screamed from the kitchen.

"Sorry dad! I've kinda got my hands full!" I lie as I'm walking out the door to get in our car. This will take a while.

I guess I should explain my situation a little more thoroughly. I am Molly Margaret Nolan. I am sixteen years old and I currently live in Sacramento, California. However, tomorrow I will be an inhabitant of a tiny city the name of which I do not know. I think it's somewhere in Washington. Whatever, it doesn't matter. We'll be gone there before the year is out. I am originally from Cincinnati, Ohio and I miss that place dearly.

I've always hated being the new girl because I have to play that role so often. I get moved around so much that I really am starting to believe that "New Girl" is a nickname for Molly. I don't have any real friends except for a few I had to leave back in Cincinnati. I don't understand why my parents want to move around so much, but they do. I have made up my mind to go along with it only because it makes them happy. I kind of wish I had a sibling sometimes that way I could talk about this with someone else, but my parents have never given me the baby sister that I've always wanted.

People say that I'm shy, but I'm really not. I choose not to get close to people because I know as soon as I put roots down somewhere, my parents will think that the place no longer fits them and we will move. I don't really like forcing myself to be so introverted, but it prevents me from becoming depressed when I leave.

I look up just as parents are locking the door to our house. I won't miss it. I never liked California. Too much sun. My parents turn around in the middle of the front yard too look at our house one last time. Jeez they are sentimental, emphasis on the mental, beings. Maybe when I was born the soul I was supposed to get was replaced with sarcasm. All I know right now is that I don't know whether to laugh or be extremely pissed that they are taking so long. My dad snaps a picture of the house.

'COME ON! GET IN THE CAR!' I will at them. I guess I have decided on pissed. They don't turn around. Apparently I am not telepathic. Maybe they'll figure out on their own that one of us wants to leave. I knock on the window. My mom turns around and I see that her face is red. Great, she's been crying. They start heading towards the car.

They finally get in the damn car. Thank God, we'll be leaving this place soon.

"Molly, did you say goodbye to all of your friends?" My mom asks.

HA! What friends?

"Yes mom, they said that we'll definitely keep in touch." I hope that didn't sound sarcastic to her too.

"Mom, where are we going again? I can't remember the name of the town."

"It's still called La Push. And before you ask again, we are going there because we think we'll like small town life more than living in the city."

I guess I ask those questions a lot… I never noticed.

-A few hours later-

"Molly! Wake up! Let's go! It's time to move into our new house!" sang my mom. I can't believe that they can still get excited about moving to a new place. It has to be getting monotonous to them too. It can't just be me.

"We're here already? I thought the drive was going to take longer than that," I said to no one in particular. I sat up and looked out my window. All I saw were trees. Yes! I might like this place more than I had originally anticipated. I hope it rains a lot.

"Hey mom, do you mind if I just go look around and explore a little bit? I kinda want to go to the beach. Is that alright?"

My mom looked like she was seriously thinking about saying no, then to my disbelief she said, "Sure, just don't get eaten by rabbits." That's special.

Alright! There's Chapter 1! And like I said before, it is only this short because I want to get people's opinions on it before I continue writing it. Please review!

Also, I need names for the parents. Any suggestions?

-RylieAlexis