It was two in the morning. Two in the fucking morning, and guess how much sleep I had gotten? Absolutely none. Now, I'm not one for 'first day jitters' but damn it if I wasn't scared as hell about tomorrow. Not only am I going to be going to new school my senior year, I was in the smallest damn town on this Earth. Therefore, there was no way I could get through my day with no one noticing that I was there.

Charlie came in at about 11 to check on me. When he found me still awake, he worriedly asked me if I was okay. When I responded with a simple and short "I'm fine", he advised me to get some sleep so that I wouldn't be exhausted for my first day of school. I quickly nodded and got rid of him so that I could be alone with my thoughts.

That was three fucking hours ago.

I contemplated the idea of staying up all night, but quickly dismissed it when I logically explained to myself that there was no way I could make it through my school day without being a total bitch to everyone if I got no sleep at all.

But, then again, if it was up to me, I would be sleeping by now. So maybe I'd have no choice in the matter.

Who in the hell names a town 'Forks'? Had they just created silverware when this town was founded? I hoped the people who lived here now were not as stupid as the people who founded this damn town.

Of course, the fact that my dad is the police chief of this hell hole didn't help ease my nerves at all. I could say bye bye to any fun for the next nine months.

Dropping out of school after Renee and Phil 'died' would have been the easiest option, but of course my father didn't approve of that, and I felt guilty when I was told the amount of money they left me for college. I still didn't understand that, considering when I was living with Renee it was a struggle for me to make sure that all the bills were paid while she was out with another one of those catfish guys she met online.

At least, that was until Phil came around. Then he took over.

It had been about four months since they were in a fatal car accident and died. A drunk driver. And guess what he walked away with? A broken fucking leg. Oh, the irony.

Charlie had thought that their deaths would affect me way more than I actually was. Sure, I was upset, and cried quite a bit. But, I hadn't really known Phil that well. He did his part, made sure the bills were paid and there was food in the house, but his main focus was Renee, as I felt it should be. With Renee, it didn't even feel like I was losing a mother. It felt more like I was losing a child.

Maybe that should affect me more than it did. Oh well. While I was upset, I knew that what happens is just how life works. Life sucks, but that's how it is. Therefore, life must go on.

Charlie had immediately gotten a flight to Arizona when he heard about the incident. He helped me get all my stuff that I needed and we flew back to Forks. No more questions asked. He enrolled me in school as soon as possible and made sure that I had everything I needed.

I, in return, made sure that he had everything that he needed.

I cooked dinner almost every night. I made sure that there was food that he could take for lunch the next day, even though he mostly just ate leftovers from the night before. I knew that I was an okay cook, but I figured anything beat the burger he would eat at the local diner every night before I got here.

The few older people that I had seen while I've been here had already known be from when I used to visit when I was a little girl. It made it a little awkward, since the hadn't seen me since I was a toddler. I tried to be as polite as possible for Charlie's sake, but I drew the line when the cashier at the food market tried to pinch my cheeks.

The only positive thing that had happened to me so far was the fact the I had gotten to hang out with Jacob Black and his father Billy a couple of times. They had joined us for dinner on of few occasions and when we were finished, he would often help me clean up while Billy and Charlie watched whatever sports game was on TV. I really enjoyed his company. He was much like me in many aspects.

And he was fucking hot, but lets not address that right now, seeing as he is in fact a few years younger than me.

Billy gave Charlie something to do, which kept him out of my hair a little bit. Every time I would come home from either trying to find some new reading material or getting food for the house he would ask me if I made any new friends that day. I would, of course, respond with the same thing every time.

"Not today."

He would normally accept my answer. Sometimes he would further question me, but Charlie Swan was a man of a few words.

When I started hanging out with Jake, I swear it was like he made a new friend.

Thinking about Jake brought be back the fact that I started school in a few hours. It would have been such a relief if Jake had went to school if Forks.

Of course, life would never let things be that easy for me.

Instead of going to school in Forks, Jake attended school on the reservation. Good for him, I guess, though it did suck for me. He would often joke about switching just for me, and I swear I was about two more sleepless minutes away from calling him and making him do so.

Charlie was confident that I was going to be fine, as was I, eventually.

Three o'clock rolled around and I still hadn't gotten any sleep. I debated on taking a drive to maybe clear my head, but I figured it'd be better not to in case Charlie were to wake up and find me and my truck missing.

I tried to look at the positive side of everything. It every student in this school was an asshole, I'd only have to deal with them for nine months.

I almost started laughing at myself.

There was no way in hell I would get through nine months at this school if it was filled with snobby little rich bitches and douchebags assholes.

Snobby little rich bitches I could probably handle. It was the egotistical, arrogant assholes that really got under my skin. No no no no no. There was no way I would be able to spend nine months with anyone like that.

Three thirty rolled around, and exhaustion started to take over, thank the lord. While I wouldn't be able to sleep long, I hoped it would be enough to get me through my day and not be a raging bitch to anyone who crossed my path. Sleep finally took over while I was still thinking about attending school the next day, and there was only one word on my mind to describe how I felt about tomorrow.

Fuck.