-1Family Relationships like those in Twilight. Set after the 1st book.

I ran up the stairs, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't believe my mum was doing this to me. And Charlie. Having finally settled down in Forks they wanted to up root me and take me to live in California. Apparently my report card wasn't as good as it had been in Phoenix and there was Really good high school round the corner". Little did she know but my report had nothing to do with how hard I had been working at school, more about how hard I had been working to stay alive.

I swear it was normal for a teenager to take time to adjust to a new school, gosh she was stressing too much recently. Ever since I staged the argument with Charlie so I could leave in a hurry, Renee has been convinced I really hate Forks, however hard I try and persuade her otherwise. And now she has the audacity to come to Forks and tell me how to live my life.

I ran into my room, slamming the door behind me and fell into a cold wall of flesh. I breathed in deeply, taking in his scent, before pushing him away and throwing myself onto the bed.

"Do you want me to go downstairs and explain everything to them. I'm sure that if I tell them that I managed to sully your straight A report card by repeated endangering your life. I'm sure they would understand." Edward whispered literally millimetres from ear.

I rolled over to stare into his amber eyes.

"It doesn't seem fair" I moaned, "I have only had a few weeks with you and now they want to take me away."

I must have looked beautiful and blotchy, lying in his marble arms. Edward pushed a strand of hair from my tearstained face and just grinned at me with his lop sided smile.

"Maybe that would be best. All I seem to do is get you in trouble. Or I should say I get you in even worse trouble than you do on your own."

I gave him a scathing look. "Fine. Maybe I will move California."

"Don't be like that. If you really want to stay tell them that you like Forks and you'll get your grades up. Except in gym, you'll never ace gym."

"How do you know? You've never seen me in gym, I might actually be really good."

"Yeah and I can't read minds."

"There's always an exception to the rule."

"Very true. But when Charlie comes in about 30 seconds. Tell him you just really want to stay living here. You have got used to Forks way of life and really enjoy living the here and the independence he has given you."

He got up and moved to the window, before I even had a chance to sit up, in one of his fluid movement. "But don't mention me. We'll talk later".

And with that he was gone. I could never get used to the speed he moved.

I was still staring at the open window when Charlie walked in, seconds later. I pulled my legs up to my chest, my back resting against the head board, as he sat on the end of my bed.

"Do you really want to stay or are you just saying it to be kind? I don't mind if you want to leave this backwater of a place. I mean…."

Words failed him. And I didn't need Edward to tell me what he was thinking.

"I love it here." I said leaning forwards and touching him on the arm. "I love the changeability of the weather and I love the carefree weekends and I love looking after you. Don't worry I wouldn't swap my life here for anything else in the world, I've only just got used to it. Don't take that away from me."

"Are you sure. Your not saying this because you feel sorry for me and secretly you hate Forks?" he looked defeated; Mum had that affect on people.

"Please Dad. I want to stay here. I'll get my grades up, concentrate on my work. Please let me stay here."

"And what about boys?"

Why did Edward have to always be right about everything - "What about them?"

"I don't think you should be seeing that Cullen boy anymore. He seems to have a bad effect on you."

"But Dad…"

"No buts, if you stay in Forks your grades have to go up and I don't want to see that Cullen kid anywhere near the house. Do you understand me?"

"Dad…"

"I'm serious. No boys and no bad grades. I'll give you until the mid term report." It was funny watching him act all authoritative. "If not then you'll have to go and live with your mother."

He stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind him.

I flopped back down onto the bed tired and confused.