A/N: Hi! so this is my second story! This first chapter is in Kala's p.o.v she is the main character, the p.o.v will sometimes change between different characters but most of the time it will just be Kala. Not much else to say really except I hope you like it! :) R&R?
Kala's P.O.V
Chapter 1:
It was a very long drive from Phoenix, Arizona to Forks, Washington. I mean it was a cross-country trip so of course it was going to be a long drive. We had decided to drive instead of fly so we could 'enjoy the landscape', as Ryan had put it.
I wasn't complaining though, I had loved seeing the landscape change from hot, dry desert to lush, green forest.
I was lucky that I had remembered to charge my i-pod before we left though, I was certain I would have died of boredom without it. I lost count of the hours spent in the car, what I did know that every time we stopped it was heaven for my limbs.
We drove in our old, beat up truck our only car, with the moving van following behind us. The moving guys probably hated us for making them drive all this way but we really didn't care, with the amount we had to pay them they would just have to deal with it. How else were we going to get all our furniture over to Forks?
"Well, here we are." Ryan sighed in relief from the driver's seat. I felt excitement burst into me.
"Finally" Seb muttered and I rolled my eyes, he hated long car trips so this one made him silent and grumpy the whole way.
"Don't be so grumpy Seb, it's a new start!" I said excited.
Then I felt the pain that was bound to come sooner or later. I remembered why we needed a new start, why we had moved from our big house in Phoenix to a small, two-bedroom house in La Push, the Indian reservation just outside of Forks. I fought the tears that were coming and locked my jaw shut. I would not cry, not now.
Our Mom and Dad had both died in a car crash two months ago; they had been hit head on by a drunk driver and had died instantly. So now it was just the four of us, alone. Ryan was eighteen, Sebastian was seventeen and Tom and I were twins, we were sixteen.
Yeah I was the only girl but I didn't mind that much, I had been told way too many times that I acted like a guy but that's what happens when you grow up with three older brothers. Tom was two minutes older than me and just loved to rub it in my face whenever he could.
Because Ryan was a 'legal adult' he now had custody of the three of us, seeing as we were still classified as children. We had no other family, our parents had both been the only children in their families and both sets of grandparents had already passed away.
We had decided that we would move a month after our parents had died. There were too many memories in our old house and the city itself. We also realized just how much it cost to live in a big house in Phoenix. A lot. So we decided we needed to leave, and not just move down the street, but move away altogether, out of state, across country.
To some people that was a little weird, moving from sunny Phoenix to rain-all-day Forks but none of us minded, we all loved our new climate.
Tom and Seb loved hiking and the woods and our new house was right next to the woods so they were happy and I loved the beach and First Beach was a two-minute walk away so I was happy. Ryan loved the whole area, I think after living our whole lives 'big city' style he was glad for the 'small town' change, I know I was, so he was happy too.
It had taken just a month to sell our old house, our house had been big and there were a lot of buyers looking for a big house in Phoenix. We had gotten a bit of money from the house and our parents had left us some as well, so we bought our new house in La Push. It was small but cheep. It was cozy and I loved it
So here we were, four kids who had moved from hot, sunny Phoenix to wet, cold La Push. We all had school on Friday, which was tomorrow, why start at the end of the week? Well I guess we are just cool like that, or weird, whatever suits. Tom and I were sophomores, Seb a junior and Ryan was a senior.
I didn't know about the guys but I was nervous, we were going to the La Push high school, it was closer to home. We had already enrolled and bought all our school supplies before we moved so that was sorted. I was nervous because there were not nearly as many kids at this new school as there were in my old school. There were no more than two hundred kids in the whole school; there had been seven hundred kids just in my year group at my old school.
But I suppose that's what happens when you get a new start, you have to face stuff you might not always want to face.
I was broken out of my musings by the slamming sound of car doors. I looked around to find myself alone in the car. I quickly undid my seat belt and got out. Ryan was talking to the moving guys, who as I had guessed, looked very grumpy. I looked up to our house and saw Seb and Tom already opening the door. I ran up the porch steps and followed them inside.
There were two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a small living room and a small kitchen. The bedrooms and both bathrooms were upstairs. I didn't know why whoever had built this house didn't put a bathroom downstairs but I didn't complain.
I walked into the kitchen and noticed it was a lot smaller than our old one but so was everything else in this house. I suppose it was only small to me because I was used to a bigger one. It wasn't that small really. I walked up the stairs and into my new bedroom. Tom and I had to share, there were only two bedrooms in the house and because we were twins, we were sharing. Ryan and Seb were sharing too and their room was across the hall from ours.
The room was big now but it would get smaller as all the stuff was brought up. The two beds, both bedside tables, the desk. We would have to share the desk, we each had a laptop but only two desks so there was one in each room. We were lucky that we had an inbuilt closet in each room. It wasn't a big one, not the walk-in sort but big enough to fit both Tom's clothes and mine.
I looked at the bare white walls and was struck by a brilliant idea.
Then I heard the front door slam shut and poked my head out the door to see Ryan stomping angrily up the stairs.
"What is it?" Seb asked, poking his head out of his own room in confusion. I saw Tom's head come out of our bathroom (we had to share that too) in confusion.
"Those moving guys brought all the stuff inside and just left!" Ryan complained angrily.
"Isn't that what they were supposed to do?" Tom asked confused.
"Ugh no, they needed to bring the stuff upstairs too!" he groaned and dropped down onto the ground.
"So we have to bring them upstairs?" Tom asked, still with a confused look on his face.
"Yup." Ryan said from his spot on the floor.
"Great!" I cried in excitement. They all looked at me as if I was crazy. "I had an idea, I want to paint our room, and since we have to bring the stuff up ourselves it means I can start painting now!"
I didn't want to sound all 'I'm better than everyone' cause I hate people like that, but I was a pretty good artist. I love painting and drawing and when ideas came to me it was rare that I just let them go.
"We don't have any paint." Ryan said.
"What will you paint?" Tom asked warily.
"I'll drive to the shops now and buy some! I have my art money saved up. I'll use that. And you can wait and see!" I answered both Ryan's statement and Tom's question.
"I'll come with you." Seb said stepping around Ryan, who was just standing up.
"Okay, fine. You two go get the paint and Tom and I will unpack all the stuff downstairs, don't be too long and try not to spend all your art money at once cause you know I will not lend you any money when you have spent it all." Ryan said.
"Yes!" I punched the air, stuck my tongue out at him and ran downstairs excited to get started. I had a great idea in my head and was planning all the sorts of paint I would need to buy. I had a bit of money saved up for my art. I wasn't one of those girls that spent all their money on a useless shopping spree; I saved my money and split it up for different needs. That's right, I'm a smart cookie.
I grabbed my bag with my money in it and ran to the car. Seb was right behind me and he jumped into the drivers seat.
"Where should we go?" he asked.
"Umm, how about we drive into Forks, see if there is a paint shop there, I dunno if there would be one here." I suggested, not really sure where to go.
"Okay." He started the car and we started driving. It wasn't raining but it was overcast and there was no blue sky.
"Hey stop! We can ask those guys!" I shouted. There were three guys walking along the road, they might know where we could buy paint.
Seb stopped the car and I jumped out.
"Hi, do you know where we could get some wall paint?" I asked, practically bouncing around. I was very excited.
"Hi, yeah, you can get it at that store down the road." One guy said pointing to a small shop at the end of the road.
"Awesome! Thanks." I said and turned to get back into the car when I felt a hot hand on my shoulder.
"Wait, are you new here?" One guy asked, I turned around and only just saw how huge these guys were. There were tall, very tall, with big muscles and copper skin. They all had cropped hair. They looked like brothers.
"Yeah, we just moved here." Seb said getting out of the car.
"Cool, where from?" one guy asked.
"Phoenix." I answered.
"Huh, I have a friend who moved here from Phoenix." Another guy said.
"What are your names?" I asked.
"Oh right, I'm Jacob and this is Embry and Quil." The guy in the middle said.
"Hi, I'm Kala." I introduced myself.
"I'm Seb." Seb said.
"Cool, I'm guessing you guys are painting some rooms?" Embry asked.
We nodded. "Do you want some help? Moving furniture and stuff?" Quil asked.
Seb and I looked at each other. "Sure!" I smiled at them. Well wasn't that luck!
"Our brothers are unpacking the downstairs things and we are getting the paint for upstairs. Tal is painting her room." Seb told them.
"Cool, we could head over and help your brother's out if you want. It's that house down there right?" Jacob asked pointing at our new home and we nodded.
"Thanks, we'll see you there in a few minutes." I thanked them and Seb and I got back into the car.
They waved as we drove off and started heading to our new home.
"That was nice of them." Seb said and I agreed.
When we got to the shop I found all the colors I needed and after paying for it I was happy to see that I still had some money left over for another time, ha ha to Ryan.
We drove back to the house; I was really getting excited now. I could already picture what the room would look like when I had finished. Or what I hoped it would look like.
"We're back guys!" I called out and heard Toms' voice from the kitchen.
Seb and I walked in, carrying in the cans of paint to see Ryan, Tom, Jacob, Quil and Embry sitting at the table and on the benches eating sandwiches.
"I see you started lunch without us." Seb grumbled and grabbed a sandwich from the plateful on the bench.
I put the paint cans down and grabbed my own sandwich. I stood near the door eating it quickly, eager to get started.
"Yeah, we finished unpacking downstairs and our room, we were hungry so we got some lunch." Ryan explained, finishing off his sandwich and going for another one.
I nodded, finishing off my own sandwich. "Well I'm gonna go get started." I said, picking up two paint cans in one hand.
"I'll help you carry the rest up." Jacob offered and I thanked him.
We went upstairs and I led him into my still empty room. I dropped the paint cans down and looked around at the plain white walls, soon to be not so plain.
"So, you need anything else?" Jacob asked.
"Umm, I need a table cloth or something that it doesn't matter me getting paint on and…" I looked at my clothes I was wearing, they were old and baggy, it didn't matter if I got paint on them, "That's it, I just don't want to get paint on the carpet." I said pointing at the creamy colored carpet we were standing on.
Jacob nodded and said, "I know just the thing." And ran out the door.
I was left in the empty room; I looked around the room again. Well better get started, I thought to myself. I grabbed the hair band that I always kept around my wrist and tied up my long, curly black hair.
"Got it!" Jacob exclaimed as he jogged back into the room carrying a very large cloth with dark smudges on it. That was quick.
"Where did you get that?" I asked.
"My garage, I fix up cars and stuff and I use it in the garage, it has a few grease stains on it but, I think it'll be okay." He told me.
"Awesome, thanks, its perfect." I said. He mustn't live too far away from here if he was able to go to his house and back that fast. I thought. I wonder which one is his?
I took the cloth and laid it down on the floor next to the wall my bed would go on.
"So what are you going to paint?" Jacob asked from the doorway. I grinned.
"Sorry, but I'm not telling you, you will just have to wait and find out." I said.
"What if the paint doesn't dry in time though? Where will you sleep?" he asked.
"I made sure we bought the quick-dry paint, it cost more but I think it'll be worth it."
Jacob nodded in understanding; "Right, well call us if you need any help."
I nodded and smiled in thanks. I watched Jacob leave the room. I closed the door behind him and grabbed a paintbrush. I opened the can of 'sand' colored paint; well that's what it said on the can anyway.
My plan was to paint on my side of the room, a beach scene, cause I loved the beach obviously, then on the wall opposite the door, the one with the wardrobe's doors, I would continue the beach and then I would end the beach, the beach would meet the forest, then the forest would continue on to Tom's side of the room. He loved hiking and the woods so I thought he would like it and on his wall there was a window facing the woods so I would try to blend it in. The wall the door is on I decided I would paint another scene of the forest meeting the sea.
I could feel the excitement running through my veins as I dipped my paintbrush into the paint and began painting.
Two hours of painting later I had finished my wall and it was two o'clock.
I heard a knock on the door and Tom's voice behind it, "You want some food Kal?"
"Nah I'm good, thanks." I answered and continued on painting.
Another hour later I had finished the middle wall and was on to Tom's side. That wall was faster because it was smaller, our room wasn't square, it was rectangular.
After checking my wall I was happy to see that the paint had already dried, hopefully that would mean Tom and I could sleep in here tonight. But it did smell of fresh paint so then again, maybe not.
Three hours later after Tom had asked me if I wanted anything to eat I had finished our whole room. Wow, I thought, I actually finished that really fast, and without stopping! Six hours of painting was really tiring. It was six o'clock and I was starving. I put my well-used paintbrush down and wiped my hands on my clothes. I looked down at my old, baggy clothes and grinned at myself. They were covered in paint. That means a job well done.
I looked around the room and sniffed, eww it stank of paint. I don't care how much I love art, I hate the smell of fresh paint. I walked over to the window and opened it wide. Hopefully it would get the smell out of it in time for bed.
I took a last look around the freshly painted room and walked out bouncing again in happiness.
"I'm done guys!" I called out from the top of the stairs and ran down before they could run up.
I walked into the kitchen.
"You're done? Already?" Seb asked.
"Finally! I want to see!" Tom jumped down from the bench and tried to run past me to see the room but I put my arm out to stop him.
"No, you can wait, I am going to be there when you see it and right now, I am hungry." I said and walked over to the table.
Tom huffed in frustration "Fine." He grumbled and sat across from me.
"Where is Ryan? Did the others go home?" I asked looking around.
"Yeah, they said they will see us around though and Ryan left to get some takeaway, apparently there is some excellent Chinese in Forks. He should be back soon." Seb said leaning against the kitchen bench.
Then I heard the front door open and close and watched Ryan walk through carrying three bags of Chinese smelling food.
"Dinner is served." He grinned as he set down the bags and we began pulling out the containers of food.
An hour later the four of us were groaning in pain after eating way too much Chinese. We had eaten all we could and there were still leftovers. It was very obvious that Ryan had over guessed how much food we would be able to eat. Well, at least we had lunch for tomorrow.
"So can I see my room now?" Tom asked impatiently.
I sighed and nodded, not bothering to correct him, it was our room. I struggled slowly to my feet and watched them walk up the stairs. I followed them up and pushed past them to open the door.
"Gentlemen, I present to you, our room." I grinned as I opened the door revealing the newly painted room.
My grin spread even wider as they gasped and walked in.
"Tal, this is amazing." Ryan said.
"Duuuuude." Was all Seb could say.
Tom couldn't even say anything.
"You like it?" I asked, I wasn't nervous, these were my brothers, it wasn't like they were strangers I didn't know, they knew how much I loved to paint.
"Of course we like it!" Tom shouted. He walked over to his side of the room "This is awesome!"
"So do you want us to move the furniture up now? Is the paint dry?" Seb asked.
"Yeah we can move it up, the paint is dry." I said.
"No, we will move the furniture up, you can go…sit down and watch TV or something. I know you are tired Kal, you spent half the day on this while we have been doing nothing. So go downstairs and do nothing!" Ryan ordered me.
I scowled at him but there was no use denying him, I was tired, stupid brother with his facial expression reading powers. I stomped down the stairs and into the living room, making my frustration clear to them all and lay down on the couch.
I heard them coming down the stairs to get the furniture and huffing as they lifted the heavy furniture up the stairs into the room.
I sighed, I would never admit it to his face but Ryan was right, damn, I was stuffed. I felt my eyes droop closed; I tried to fight it but gave up after figuring out that I wasn't going to be able to stay awake. I let them close and I drifted into sleep.