a/n: mkk well i just thought this would be fun to write so... here it is! Lolz

I wrote this because I thought the idea of jacob imprinting on renesme was pretty... odd. besides he deserves more. preferably someone that isnt a kid, has a mother that ditched you repeatedly, and smells like ickiness. LOLZ i love them but no. in fact that goes for all of the wolfpack. they deserve better than that. they're just too sexy. LOLZ

Chapter 1-

"We're moving?" I shrieked at my dad. He knew I had finally gotten into the high school I wanted, and now he was trying to take it away from me. My friends, my opportunities... My life.

He nodded his head, his eyes apologetic. His tanned skin was smooth in the dim light of the kitchen as I watched his shiny black hair reflect light from the candle placed solitarily in the center of the table.

"I'm sorry, hun. You know I wouldn't have done this, and that I care about you and your career. But I had no choice... I wouldn't send you off somewhere if you didn't have as good a chance career wise here." He reasoned. My head was spinning now, refusing to let the words sink in. Send me off.

I shook my head slowly. "Send... me... off?" I asked him, tears beginning to stream down my face. My father stepped towards me, pulling me closer trying to comfort me. I pulled away, running out of the front door and into the Twilight.

1 week later

I sighed in the backseat of the taxi that was driving me to the San Diego airport. I couldn't believe he was shipping me off to some wet, cold, rainy, humid, disgusting place. Oh, the pros of Forks. I rolled down the window, trying to enjoy the last bit of breathable air I would have in a while.

"You can come visit me anytime, Rachel. You should have fun with your real family..." His eyes broke away from mine. Jim wasn't my father. In fact, he was my uncle. After my mother... passed away... from a car crash, he took care of me. Even thinking about it hurt.

She had left Forks, not being able to stand the angst of my fathers absence, while she was three and a half months pregnant. What she didn't know was that she was going to have twins. She had been a great mother, caring and supportive. Beautiful. Her long shiny black hair and gray eyes captivated my sister and I when we were in our worst moods. It had been 8 years since she passed away. I was sixteen now. My sister had gone off to a private high school in Missouri. That just left me to get rid of.

I sighed as the wind blew my mid length black hair across my chest and into the trunk area. This would be the last time heat ever touched my skin. I opened my eyes to relish in the view. The blue ocean waters gently waved as the suns rays bounced off of them greedily. I gazed up at the sky. The perfect blue color was smooth and bright, with no clouds in view. That's why I loved it here. The weather always looked happy, even when you felt the complete opposite.

The taxi made a right on the intersection, pulling into the airport. Once we stopped in front of the massive airport, the taxi driver turned around expectantly. I sighed again and searched for my bag. I pulled out two wrinkled $20 bills, grabbed my belongings, and walked into the airport.

Ten minutes later I was seated next to an old fat man with some serious b.o. ... nice. With nothing left to do, I shut my eyes and waited for the flight to be over. I didn't rest peacefully either. I dreamed I was in the Amazon. It was humid to the extreme and a skunk was chasing me. Damn that b.o. passenger...! The skunk turned around to spray me when suddenly I was plummeted into the warm depths of a river. As I was being shoved around by the water, my vision focused on small figures at the bottom of the river. I sunk deeper into the water until finally I could make out a small town. Then, as if I were being magnetically pulled, I rushed up on a sign that read WELCOME TO FORKS in big bold faded letters. I gasped, opening my eyes and swinging my arms back, successfully slapping the man with body odor in the face.

"Sorry!" I told him. He continued to glare at me, so I took the hint and covered the upper part of my body with my thick black hair. Well, this was already starting off great. Half an hour later and I was officially out of that hell house and into another one. As soon as I stepped off of the plane, I noticed an immediate climate change. My lungs pulled for air as my hair almost instantly waved. It was pouring down rain. I glared up at the gray sky, making my mascara run. The only day I had decided to wear make up and this happens.

I walked into the brown building, slipping on the slick steps. These flip-flops were not working. I half ran to the door, wanting some relief from the icky weather. It was even more humid inside than it was out! I rushed to collect my bags, nearly tripping over a man in a wheel chair.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so s-" I began. I stopped short as I assessed the man. Long black hair, tanned skin, brown warm eyes... "D... Dad?" I breathed. It had been so long since I had seen him! I bent down to hug him.

"Rachel," He stated, smiling up at me in awe. It was as if he didn't think I existed. "You've grown since the last time I saw you..." He told me. "You must be a favorite with the boys." He teased, trying to make the situation less awkward. I groaned.

"Oh, boy. Not even close." I contradicted.

He frowned, as if trying to figure out why that was. After an awkwardly long silence, we both cleared our throats. "Right. The truck's this way," He told me, leading the way out of the damp crowd.

Well I had to start off with the setting and stuff first but I am still writing for the next chapter as well so expect an update really soon! Lol

review, don't review- as long as you enjoyed it!