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Chapter 1
"Are you sure you want this honey?" My mom desperately clung to me.
"Yes Mom." I sighed. Saying this for months finally made this lie sound convincing. I decided to move back to dreary Forks, Washington for the remainder of my high school education because I felt that I was constantly in the way of my mother and my step-dad's relationship. Not that my step-father, Phil and I don't get along. It's just that ever since they got married they longed for privacy and I just feel like I'm the one who's the brick in between them.
So here I am, at the Phoenix International Airport waiting for my flight to Port Angeles while my mother is trying to persuade me to stay. She knows that I made my decision but I guess it's her motherly instinct that's trying to somehow make me change my mind. My excuse is that I wanted to spend more time with Charlie, my father and Nessie, my twin sister. I only see them a few times every year. My sister and I don't get along very well. She's just so different from me. She beautiful and I'm…just plain; the problem is that she knows it. For twins, we don't look much alike; probably because Nessie dyes her hair and knows how to apply makeup like a professional. Not only that though, her personality is the complete opposite of mine. She's perky and outgoing whereas I'm shy and quiet.
"We are now boarding passengers for flight 789 to Port Angeles."
"I have to go now mom."
"Alright. Just promise me you'll call and e-mail me." I can tell she was trying to prolong our time together.
"Of course."
"And tell Charlie and Nessie I said hello. Bye, Bella." She kissed my hair. I didn't meet her gaze. I know that once I look into her sad eyes, I would rethink my decision.
"Bye, mom. I'll call you when I get there." I threw my carry on over my shoulder.
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"Bella!" I turned around and saw dad waving at me to get my attention. I smiled timidly as I made my way over.
"Hi, dad. Where's Nessie?" I was engulfed by his awkward hug.
"Oh, she's busy…" My dad let go of me as his sentence trailed off.
I took the time to study his expression but it was masked with a poker face. I'm guessing that Nessie refused to pick me up. Typical. It's going to be a long 2 years.
We made our way to the cruiser and I can still remember all the times I loved riding in it and how proud I was that my dad was the police officer in Forks when I was a small child. And now I am dreading to be seen in it.
I took a side glance at my father. Oh how much he changed since then. All the smiles are now replaced with stress and his brown hair is white. His belly is more prominent than before also. I hope he's healthy because he sure doesn't look like it at this moment. I'm glad I moved then, so I can take care of my father.
The ride to Forks was quiet for the most part but the silence wasn't awkward. I guess that's the good thing about Charlie. Instead, the silence was replaced with rain drops falling onto the windshield with a loud plick-plock. It was to be expected. Rain was the daily forecast in Forks. I'll miss the sun.
"So now you're going to need a ride to get to places." Charlie stated.
"Yeah, I have quite a bit of money saved, so hopefully I can find a decent car." I wasn't surprised that Nessie wouldn't want to share hers with me. Otherwise Charlie wouldn't mention anything about me purchasing a car.
"Well…" Charlie said uneasily. "I kind of bought you one already…"
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah, my friend, Billy sold it to me. You remember him?"
"No."
"Well, he needed to get rid of it. The truck is old but it still runs great." A truck? I was kind of doubtful that I would like it. I don't really have a thing for trucks, especially old ones.
"Here we are." Charlie said as we pulled onto the driveway. There was an old beaten up red truck that was from the 50's sitting on the side of the driveway.
"That's the truck." Charlie pointed to the only truck in site.
"Seriously? I love it! Thanks dad!" I honestly did. It's perfect. I can picture myself driving in it. Maybe old trucks are my thing.
"No problem." Charlie said embarrassed.
He took my suitcase into the small old two storey house that I'm very familiar with. I followed him into Nessie's bedroom.
"You'll be staying with Nessie. Sorry, it's going to be a bit squishy in here. I got a double bed so it's big enough for you two." I didn't mind really, though I know that Nessie won't be too happy about it. Maybe two twin beds would have been better but there isn't enough room.
"It's okay. Thanks."
"Alright." Charlie looked around awkwardly and left the room. The thing I like about Charlie is that he doesn't hover.
I sighed and plopped down on the bed. The room hasn't changed much since I've last been here. The walls were still white with the same posters of musicans and actors that Nessie liked and the rocking chair that our mother used to lull us to sleep when we were babies is still in the corner.
The sound of a car's engine turn off made me break my train of thought. Walking over to the window to look out, I saw a black 1998 Pontiac parked by the house. The same one my sister bragged about getting on her sweet 16. A lock of light blonde hair caught my attention. A teenage girl got out of the driver's seat. She has piercing blue eyes and wore stylish clothing. The last time I saw her was too long. She dyed her hair again; she even got contacts. The only thing I recognized was the same heart-shaped face, uneven lips and the small petite nose that looked very much like mine. If people were too see us together; the thought of us being twin sisters would never cross their mind.
I made my way down to greet her but my clumsy side got the best of me. As she was walking up the stairs, I fell down and we crashed into each other making us fall to the bottom of the staircase with a loud thud and a piercing scream.
"BELLA! FRICK, YOU BROKE MY NAIL!" Nessie screamed at me.
"Sorry." I said quietly. What a grand way to meet the sister that you rarely see.
She stomped up the stairs and slammed the bedroom door.
"What happened?" Charlie came out to see what the ruckus was about.
"I accidently fell onto Nessie." I tried to explain.
"You got yelled at because of that?" Charlie looked at me astonished.
"Yeah…" I frowned. Getting along with Nessie is a lot harder than I thought. She has always held a grudge against me, for what reason? I don't know.
"Don't worry kiddo. She'll come around." He put his hand on my shoulder to reassure me.
"I hope so."
*****
I felt completely jet lagged by 9:30pm. But I was kind of scared to go up into our room. She ignored me during supper and pretty much every time I was in the same room. I got up the stairs slowly and mentally prepared myself to talk to her, to demand what her problem was. I realized this was all silly considering she's my sister. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
She was sitting on the bed with homework on her lap. She looked up and met my gaze. Brown against blue.
"I'm sorry." We both blurted out.
"You? Why?" Nessie asked me surprised.
"I don't know. I guess for bumping into you." Nessie laughed.
"You apologize for that? I should apologize to you for acting so coldly towards you when you did nothing wrong." What? She's apologizing to me? Her eyes were amused more than anything, but looking at her face, I can tell the apology was forced. I sighed, knowing Charlie had something to do with this.
"Apology accepted." I narrowed my eyes at her, hoping to get the real deal out from her lips. She understood right away and sighed.
"We're living together now and in an extremely small space too. I figured that we might as well get along."
I smiled. Even if she was doing this for Charlie, I still appreciated the effort.
"Thanks, for accepting me I mean. I know I pretty much just came barging into your space."
"No, it's fine." She finally smiled a genuine smile. "You should go to sleep, you look like a zombie."
"Thanks." I muttered as I got under the covers. Nessie put all her work away and turned off the lights. She got into the bed beside me.
"Ready for school tomorrow?" She asked. I groaned. I almost forgot.
"No."
"Don't worry you'll do fine." 'Too fine for sure' I think I heard her mutter.
"Goodnight" She sighed.
"Night." I replied.
We slept with her facing the left and me facing the right, lying at the very edge of the bed.
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