Okay, this is my first try at writing, so be nice.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything... Too bad.

BOV

I looked out the window of the moving car my brother, Jasper, was driving. I looked down and saw that he had his large hand wreapped around my own small one. He was rubbing soothing circles across my knuckles. The only thing I could see was green. It was pretty, for the first half hour. Now, it was just plain annoying. How am I going to survive here?

"Bella, what's wrong?" He whispered in my ear.

I turned toward him, looking into his warm brown eyes filled with concern. I shook my head, telling him with my eyes that I would tell him later that I did not feel like sharing. Yet.

I then turned my head forward. Right there in front of me was a little girl, standing right in front of the car. I jumped in my seat and made a little sound that started in the back of my throat.

"Are you okay?" Jasper asked, sensing my nerves. At that moment we hit the girl, but no sound was made. She was a ghost.

"Fine."

"Don't lie to me," Jasper said, "Did you see someone?"

"Yes!" I nearly screeched, "I saw someone! I always see someone! I am trying to deal with it, okay?"

"Bella, you need to calm down. We are almost to our new home, no one needs to witness one of your tantrums." Jasper said sweetly, while sending out calming waves.

"Whatever," I mumbled under my breath. It's not like seeing a ghost was surprising to me. It started when I turned thirteen. I have a 'talent' apparently, at least that what my parents say. Jasper has a talent too. He can sense emotions. And as we have gotten older, and stronger, our talents have too. I can now raise the dead; I am not going to tell you how I figured that one out, that's a story for another time. Now Jasper can manipulate people's emotions. Either way, we are supernatural, and we don't know how or why.

As of this moment we were on our way to Forks, Washington. A rainy, green, depressing, little town in the middle of no where. And it's my fault...

Flash Back:

I'm walking through the doors to the cafeteria with the ghost right behind me.

"Listen to me!" He was wailing at the moment, just like he always does.

I grabbed a salad and a slice of chocolate cake when he stopped screaming and wailing. I handed over the money for the food like always.

The moment I turn, I see a deformed face that used to be a man, before he was a ghost. It looked like the flesh was melting slowly down his face. Piece by piece it went. I was froze with terror. He very quickly moved forward, and was right in my face. His hand reached towards my face, but when I looked, it was just bone, with some skin hanging off.

The scream ripped out of my throat right when he would have touched my face if he was real. I dropped my tray of food, and ran through the ghost. I knew where I was running to, but tears were blurring my vision. I reached Jasper at that moment. My arms quickly found there way around him, and my head was burried in his chest. I willed myself to look at the ghost again.

I turned my head slowly, but didn't get far. The face was right next to mine, and another scream ripped out of my throat.

"Jasper! Make it go away!" I felt myself mumble and mumble over again. At that moment, I was picked up and cradled.

"I warned you little girl, if you just listened to me at first, I wouldn't of done this. It's all your fault. You should have just listened to me from the start." I heard the chilling rough voice whisper into my ear, "I wouldn't have done this..."

At that moment I could feel the warm rays of the sun hit my cheek and the warm Arizona breeze caress my face slowly.

Flash Back Over

"Bella, we're here," Jasper said quietly.

"Thanks, Jazz. I really appreciate it. All of this. I know you didn't want to leave Phoenix. And I'm sorry we have to move. Again."

"It's fine, sis. We haven't moved around that much. Only Texas, Arizona, and now Washington. Anyways, you know I love you, I'll go where you go," He said with a smile slowly creeping onto his face, "Now look at our new home."

I look up, and saw a beautiful house. It was set farther into the woods, but was still close to other people, but just not too close. There was a large porch, that could hasve a nice seating area, if wanted. It was a soft tan color, that looked amazing next to the green of the woods. It's two stories and has plenty of room for the four of us. My mother, Renee, definitely had good taste. Sometimes...

Renee, is a famous writer, and has many books published. Writing is the perfect profession for her because it gives her a chance to begin whatever hobby she wants to when she isn't writing a new book. Our father Charlie, is a police officer, and got a job with the towns small police station. I have no clue why such a small town would need another officer, but whatever.

Renee and Charlie got together at a young age, but are truly in love. They quickly got pregnant, and that's how me and Jasper came along. We are fraternal twins. Jasper has honey blond hair, and I have a dull brown shade. He is tall, around six foot; and I am short, around five four. The only things we have in common are our chocolate brown eyes, our full lips, noses, and supernatural talents. Oh, and we both have a southern accent. Comes with the whole Texan thing.

As of last month, we are sixteen, and are juniors in high school.

"When are Mom and Dad coming in?" I asked.

"Some time tomorrow. They are driving everything else in." Jasper answered distractedly.

"Wait, do we have beds?" I asked suddenly.

"Um... Maybe one. They packed the bedrooms last, remember?" Jasper said.

"Wanna share?" I asked while winking seductively(at least I hope).

Jasper just started laughing. Stupid male.

"Grrr," was my only response. He just laughed more.

I turned my head quickly and was surprised to see a teenage boy staring at me intently. I yelped in surprise.

This made Jasper stop laughing and look at me, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you see him?" I asked quietly.

"Uh, no." Jasper was just staring at me blankly.

"Don't look at me that way!" I snapped before I could stop myself.

"Just ignore him." Jasper said shaking his head," We don't need anyone here to know anything about you. And we are not going to become popular here, I don't care if you want to, we are not going to make this any harder on ourselves. We need to be invisible, just in case. And most likely, there will be a lot of souls here."

"There's souls everywhere! And I don't want this stupid curse of mine taking over my life!"

"We are doing it my way this time! In Arizona we did it your way, and look what happened, you were popular, and had enemies, so when you freaked, they had perfect gossip material!" Jasper practically yelled. Wow, he must have picked up on my hostility.

"Don't pretend you didn't like being popular!" I replied.

"Just be invisible here... It's easier that way." Jasper said quietly.

At that moment, I realized we were still in the car. I was still so mad at my brother, I climbed out of the car as quickly as possible. I stomped my way to the big front door and tried to open it. I didn't have the keys.

"Jasper Swan! Get your ass over here and open this damn door right this instant!" I screamed. Whoa, I am not normally this bitchy to him, I must be PMSing or something.

"Come and make me, Isabella Swan!" He yelled back, while leaning against the car. He had a damn toothpick hanging from his lips casually.

"Don't call me Isabella, you dick!" I screamed back. Okay, this is not me at all... "Jasper! Cut this shit right this instant! You are making me so childish!"

"That's all you, babe."

"It is not!" I screamed, right before I felt like giving him a big hug. The next thing I knew, I was running towards him saying 'I'm sorry' over and over.

The moment I was going to hug him, I fought back and slapped him. He just laughed.

"You need to work out. What would happen to you if you got into a fight?" He said while laughing and rubbing his cheek.

"I would cry for my big, asshole of a brother," I teased. Our fights are very special...

Jasper wrapped me up in a big hug, then kissed the top of my head, before walking me over to the front door. He reached into his jean pockets, and pulled out a key with a smiley face key chain on it. The proof my mother had it first. You gotta love her. She is just so happy and childish.

He opened the door dramatically and motioned for me to go in first.

The hard wood floors were beautiful, and my mother already started decorating with our furniture from our old house. I turned towards the staircase and smiled. It was perfect.

"What a beautiful girl..." A voice whispered behind me.

"Jasper... did you say something?"

"No. Why?"

Oh. Shit.

Why does this always happen?

In Texas, after I got my first experience of my power, I discovered a ghost living in our house. It was an old sweet woman, so I didn't mind. In Arizona - after my fist mishap at a birthday party in Texas causing us to move - we got lucky, being the first in the recently built home.

But this time this house is old and lived in, meaning someone, a ghost, still walked around in it.

"Is someone here, Bells?" Jasper asked uncomfortably. He didn't like that I had to go through this alone. We always did something together, but now that we have entirely different powers, we were on our own.

"No," I lied.

"Liar," the voice whispered in my ear. Chills went through my body.

"Liar," Jasper then said suddenly.

"I am not." I said defiantly, while turning to glare at him.

"Bella, I know when you can sense a ghost or whatever, a certain emotion crosses over you that I can't place," He told me all matter-of-factly.

"Fine, whatever. Someone is here. I'll deal. Don't tell Mom or Dad."

"Why not?" He asked.

"You have a brain in there, use it." I said while turning my back on him and stalking up the stairs, staking out my room.

A/N: Okay, I need some feed back on this. I have no clue if this is even worth continuing. So please review :D

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