Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except mine! All rights for them go to Stephanie.
I hadn't been to Forks for almost five years. Since my mom married a guy named Shawn, and he hated Forks, we never went. But when the divorce papers went through last month, mom booked the closest flight, while giving us time to make, make arrangements and warn my Uncle Charlie. He would definitely need some warning, he hadn't had a roommate for a year.
But my mom was so happy to see her brother again. So was I, but I couldn't wait to see my cousin, Bella. She'd had a wedding last year and since it was held in Forks, we weren't allowed to go.
So he we were, driving from Port Angeles to Forks in the rental car my mom had bought, refusing to the point that I didn't think it possible, to drive around in Charlie's cruiser. And since Bella had gotten rid of her truck... Well my mom was fine with a rental car. So was I for that matter.
It was only when I saw the Welcome to Forks sign that my heart started to flutter and my stomach starting to flip in anticipation.
It was beautiful here, of course, I could never deny that to anyone. Everything was green: the trees, their trunks covered with moss, their branches hanging with a canopy of it, the ground covered with ferns. Even the air filtered down greenly through the leaves.
Green had always been my favourite colour.
Soon, we made it Charlie's, and parked next to the cruiser was a sleek black car with darkly tinted windows. Out of the corner of my eye I could see my mom gaping at it.
"Mom, close your mouth." I said and she did. "Whose is that?" I asked as we slowly climbed out of our rental car.
"It just can't be Charlie's." She said.
"Well obviously." I said and somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I shouldn't have said that to my mom. But hey, I'm only sixteen. I can get away with it.
My mom threw me a disapproving look my way, I smiled in return.
I pulled my large suitcase out of the trunk and began pulling it towards the house.
"Piper!"
I looked up to see who was calling my name and before I could even look up fully, I was pushed backwards with the force of the hug from the cold, brown haired stranger.
"Uh, hi...?" I said, causing the person to look up. "Oh, Bella! You gotta give me a chance to see you before you almost knock me to the ground. I am three years younger than you, and a lot weaker, remember." I explained. "You are nineteen, I am sixteen."
"Right, sorry." She backed up a step. "I just haven't seen you in years!"
"I know, Bells. Shawn didn't like it here, so we weren't allowed to come up here. Why'd you marry him again?" I asked my mom as she passed me.
"No clue," she said, getting to the stairs. "NO idea what I was even thinking."
"Aunt Catherine," Bella said, as if just realizing she was there.
"Great to see you, Bella. Congratulations on your marriage. Hopefully, it turns out better than mine." Mom said.
Bella laughed, "thank you. Edward and Jacob will be swinging by tomorrow morning."
"Edward is the one you married?" I asked, grabbing my suitcase again and pulling it towards the stairs.
"Yes." Bella agreed.
"Then who is Jacob?" I again asked as I struggled to pull my suitcase over the doorstep.
"Old friend. Do you remember Billy Black?"
"Vaguely. The name rings a bell. He liked to fish with Charlie, didn't he?"
"Yeah," she said, helping me with my suitcase. "Well do you remember his kids?"
"He had two daughters, didn't he?" I confirmed.
"Rachel and Rebecca." She nodded, "he also had a son named Jacob."
"Oh, right, right, right. They lived out on the La Push reservation, didn't they?"
She nodded agreement, pulling once more to get my suitcase up over the last step. "Yes, well Jacob and I have become fairly close since I moved back to Forks."
"Oh, alright. That's cool." I said, bringing my suitcase into her old room. "You won't be needing your room, will you?"
"No. I will just sleep on the couch tonight. Since I'll only be here for the night." She explained.
"Oh, alright." I said, a little dejected. I had hoped to spend a lot of time with my cousin while here.
"Don't worry, Pipes, I'll still see you a lot, just I won't be staying here."
"Okay... Well, I'm going to unpack. Meet you downstairs to start dinner in ten?"
"For sure." She agreed, our long standing agreement of cooking together, still in place.
She disappeared, and I - with a lot of effort - got my suitcase up onto the bed. I unzipped it and started gathering sections of clothes out so I could put them away in the dresser. After organizing everything just the way I liked it, I pulled out my personal items and started placing them around the room. We didn't have a set time we were leaving yet, mom said a month, but I didn't believe her, so I might as well make the place look as much like home as possible.
Then I, too, disappeared down the stairs to start cooking with Bella.