Why are my parents making me do this? I didn't want to move I liked it here in L.A. I even went to a special school for taking pictures. Well I guess it's not both of my parents that are making me do this.
Just my dad. See my parents are divorced and my mom lives in Ohio. I got the choice of moving in with her. I said no. I didn't want to be stuck in Ohio with no ocean or any water. I was going to move with my dad.
For a while I lived on the boat with my dad. He's a marine biologist, and he also went to collage and has the rights to home school me. That's what we normally did.
I have been to more places than most teens. Just in the last year we went to Australia, Paris, Hong Kong, Japan, and others but those where my favorites. Now though I was just moving to little La Push.
We weren't sure if I would leave with my dad or stay at the lighthouse with Chuck. Chuck is my dad's best friend and used to work with him. Right now he was working on experiments at the lighthouse though because he just got married and wants to spend time with his new wife Tina.
Tina and Chuck said it was fine if I just stayed and lived with them while my dad went out to sea. I'm pretty sure that this was what my dad wanted me to do. He wanted me to have at least one year of a normal teenage life.
I put the rest of my stuff in my suit case and then sat on it while I attempted to close it. I heard my cousin walk up the stairs or at least I thought it was him. As my door opened I saw I was right it was him.
"Need a little help with that squirt?"
"No I really think I can handle it. Not like a army of zombies are coming to attack or anything right?"
He looked kinda disturbed when I said that. Like I knew a secret I wasn't supposed to. "Nah I guess not" that's all I got before he went back down stairs to the car.
His dad made him drive out here and help us move all of my stuff mainly because my dad had to pull the boat behind his old jeep we needed another car to pull the trailer behind. What can I say? My dad's cheep making us bring mattresses and pretty much any thing that the apartment owner didn't actually well own.
So thankfully to Billy he had Jacob come down and help us. So this meant that I would have to sit in a car with Jacob who I hardly knew for ever. My dad gave us money to stop for food and hotel and that stuff. He was driving there with no stops so that he wouldn't miss as much work.
I went to stick my stuff in the car but Jacob grabbed it from my hands and put it in. If he was going to keep this up then we would have issues. I absolutely hated it when people think I am incapable of doing things just cause I am super short.
I got in the car and the first thing he asked me about was the weather. Really? I mean REALLY? This was going to be one long trip.
End of the first day
We pulled into some motel and got a room. The people did look at us kinda funny though. I guess we probably looked pretty funny together though. Jacob was tan, tall, had some major muscles, brown eyes, and dark short hair.
I looked nothing like him. Which makes since though because his mom was my mom's sister so none of the La Push genes for me. I was only a few inches (well actually more like centimeters) over five foot, pale skin, blue eyes, and red hair. It wasn't like crazy red hair or dyed red hair; on me it just looked natural.
I changed into my blue plaid pajama shorts and white tank while Jacob went out by the pool to make some phone call. I saw him leave the pool area and come inside. After a few minutes he walked into the room.
(Every other line it is some one less talking like Indy, Jacob, Indy, Jacob. You probably get it.)
"Who where you calling?"
"Does it matter?"
"Yes while it does to me."
"This girl."
"While thank you for all the information their. You know just because I'm small doesn't mean that I am stupid and I'm pretty sure I have a better grade average than you."
"I didn't call you stupid and you probably do. Home school kids are to smart for their own good."
"You still didn't tell me her name."
"Bella. Bella Swan. Actually I think you would like her, she's really into school and stuff."
"If she's smart then she is probably not going to go out with you."
He smiled "She already has a boyfriend, and she only likes me as a friend."
"Sorry?"
"Why do you say it like it's a question? You either are sorry for me or your not."
"While if she has a boyfriend then I kinda just seems like you set yourself up for failure."
"Like I said your to smart for your own good…. You have a boyfriend or something?"
"No I spent most of my time on the boat with my dad. I took pictures of all the cool stuff I found, but we never stayed in one country for very long so I never really had any friends."
"That sucks I have no idea what I would do with out my friends."
"You get used to it after a while. Sooo tell me about your friends."
Jacob told me about how his friends where helping him fix up his Rabbit. He told me about how Bella brought him motorcycles to fix up and then the first time they rode them she got hurt. He told me more about all of his friends, but mostly about Bella. I felt bad that I couldn't help him feel better.
Authors Note: Here's the new story and I will still continue on my other. I have links up on my profile along with a new poll. Tell me if you like it or and i got a thousand words so i am very proud of myself