"I'll be fine girls." I repeated for the thousandth time to my sisters.
"You say that-" Bunny started.
"But your going to be away from us for four years!" Robin finished, wrapping me in another fierce hug.
Bunny, age twenty-three and my legal guardian (But still my blood sister) and Robin, age twenty-two, were going to some fancy college in London so they could make something out of themselves.
They had begged me to come with me, multiple times, but I had denied their pleads. I knew that if I tagged along, I would be too much of a distraction for both of them.
Bunny had a tendency to worry excessively about every possible outcome of every situation I was in around her, causing her to have anxiety attacks.
Robin was way too protective over me and followed me around every where. I blamed this on my unfortunate ability of obtaining a major injury from tripping over a blade of grass.
"I'll come and visit you." I promised, trying to put the good byes to an end.
A few more minutes and I would miss my flight. Unfortunately, Bunny started crying- again.
"We can't leave you all alone!" She wailed, throwing her arms around me.
Seeing her like this made me want to join them in London even more, but it would be better this way.
"I won't be alone." I reminded her, gently prying her limbs off of me, "Uncle Charlie is fully capable of taking care of me. Besides, who knows what the high school's in London are like? I would be a pariah."
"You've been studying your vocab." Bunny sniffed approvingly, smoothing my blonde locks.
She and Robin each placed a swift kiss on my cheeks.
"I love you Bubbles." They chorused.
"Love you too." I responded, offering them a farewell smile before climbing onto the plane.
I sat down in my seat, relieved to finally be able to let my anguish show.
I didn't want to leave Georgia. I loved the sunny summers and springs and the few friends I had been able to make during my time here.
If not for my high pitched giggles and babbling, I'd like to think I would have had a larger circle of friends, but I couldn't stop my already developed habits.
Forks would be rainy and gloomy twenty-four/seven and if I thought friends were hard to make in Atlanta... Everyone there had grown up with each other, so I would be about as unwelcome as a skunk at a picnic.
I sighed in defeat, I had made my decision and I would have to live with it. No matter how painful the aftermath.
I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes, not wanting to think about Forks any longer. Why waste time dreading the inevitable when you could take a cat nap instead?
I drifted back into consciousness just in time to hear the pilot speaking.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have started our descent. In preparation for landing, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Please turn off all electronic devices until we are safely parked at the gate. The flight attendants are currently passing around the cabin to pick up any remaining cups and glasses. We appreciate your business and hope to see you fly with us again real soon."
I stretched and, five minutes later, exited the plane. I wasn't surprised to see Charlie and his police cruiser already putting my bags in the trunk.
I skipped over to him, my face breaking out into an easy smile.
Uncle Charlie was one of my favorite relatives, mainly because he didn't get too involved- just enough so you knew he cared.
He gave me an awkward one armed hug when I approached him, "Hey Bubs."
I wrinkled my nose at the nickname, but didn't complain.
"Hey Uncle Charlie!" I greeted brightly and we both climbed into the car.
"How are your sisters?" He asked as we drove out of the airport.
I shrugged, "Pretty good. They miss you, though. How's Billy been?"
Billy Black was an old man that lived down on the reservation near Forks. He had been kind and friendly every time I came over to visit. He was also Charlie's best friend.
"He's in a wheel chair now." He mumbled, a note of sadness tinging his voice.
"Oh that's too bad." I said in earnest.
And that was pretty much it for conversation.
Charlie was naturally a quiet man, and I had too much on my mind to provide my usual endless chatter.
So, in order to keep it from being awkward, I turned the radio up, not really paying attention to what music was playing.
I looked out the window, grimacing as I saw the green coming into view. Everything was green in the Olympic Peninsula, and even more so in Forks.
I sighed quietly, keeping my eyes on my lap so as not to depress myself.
The 'Welcome to Forks' sign came way too quickly for my liking and the second I entered the town's limits I felt trapped.
So begins my life in Forks, Washington.
AN; I never see any PPG/Twilight stories so I decided to attempt to make one. Hope this chapter didn't suck too badly. Review!