So this is my third Edward\OC and I'm hoping you enjoy it:) Please review and tell me what you think:) I care for your opinions:D ( I believe the whole story will be in Amy's Pov)

I'm Amy Sander, and I'm moving to Forks. My parents were hoping to start our lives over again. They were tired of the sad faces people gave us, and frankly so am I. Our whole town felt bad about how my sister died. I bet my parents think I should of been the one to die, not her. Sarah was always everyone's favorite from us two. She wasn't crazy shy like me, she was spontaneous, funny, smart, sweet. Me? Well no one ever noticed me, especially not the guys. They were always stuck on Sarah. Pretty, sweet, Sarah.

Never me, the shy quiet one everyone pushed around. I mean, I don't hate her. How could I? She was my favorite person in the world. I miss her so much, its like a piece of me went with her. My thoughts were interrupted by Mom yelling up the stairs, "Amy! Are you done packing? " "Yes, almost!" I answered as I shoved a few things into my bag. "Well hurry up! Were about to leave!" I sighed saddened to be leaving my room for good. "Okay, Im coming!" I yelled before zipping up my bag and running from my room and down the stairs.

Almost loosing my footing, I grabbed the railing to steady myself. Satisfied I released it and continued down, my muscles screaming in protest of the weight I carried. Thanks for the help Mom, I thought sarcastically at her before closing the house door one last my time. Then I threw my bags in the trunk of our car. I looked up at our house. This was were Sarah and I grew up and I had always known as home. Now I was going to a house that wouldn't feel like home. "I'll miss you," I whispered to the house along with past memories of Sarah.

Tearing my eyes from home, I jumped into the back seat of the car. I watched from the back window as our home and memories slowly disappeared. "I'm going to miss her so much," I said as I continued to stare out. "We are too sweetie," Mom said as she turned in the passenger seat to see me. I didn't cry here, even though I wanted to. I fought back the tears, keeping them in. I only ever cry when I'm alone. "So when will we get there?" I asked to change the subject or else I would cry soon.

"We should be there in a few hours, give or take. Why don't you sleep for now? We all know you need it," Dad said, looking at me through the mirror as he drove. I nodded as I tried to relax, and closed my eyes. I had thought no one had heard me cry last night. I guess I was louder than I had thought. I didn't mean to fall asleep, but I did. I woke up to the sound of the car shutting off, and someone shaking my shoulder. I turned groggily to see Mom next to me. Cool wind blew in from the open door my Mom had come in through. "We're here," She whispered to me and got out of the back seat.

I slowly, like a sloth, got out of the car. Our new home was two stories high, just like our old one. I had thought we were going to get a small house. I turned to my parents with questioning blue eyes. Sarah had had green eyes, which she got from my parents. I was the odd one out, still am even with her not here. My heart squeezed at the thought of her, if only she were here. "We thought we could get downstairs, and you can have upstairs all to yourself," Mom said standing by Dad's side, like if she thought i was going to snap at her or something. I nodded, grabbing some of my things from the trunk, I headed in alone. My arms were still in pain from the weight I was forcing them to carry.

I opened every door I passed, till I found the perfect one. It wasn't small and it wasn't big, it was just right. I laughed at how i had worded it. Who did I think I was? Goldy Locks? My hairs not even blonde. I dumped everything on the floor and hopped onto the bed, still fully clothed. I looked up at the ceiling. Sarah just would of hated the room, every wall was white. Her room back home had been pink, yes I said pink. I smiled slightly as I tried to imagine what she would say.

Slowly my eyes began to droop. I was tired, but I didn't want to sleep. In fear that I would dream of the accident that Sarah had gotten into. We had both been in the car with our friends, okay her friends, they just tolerated me because she was my sister. Her and everyone else in the car, but me, were drunk. Tom, Sarah's current boyfriend at the time, had been goofing off and drove off the road, hitting a tree in the process. Sarah had been sitting in the passenger seat, and hadn't been buckled. She flew from her seat, and hit her head on the windshield, breaking through it she was thrown out, to the tree.

I had seen it all and dream of it almost every night. Its my price to pay I guess, since I lived and she didn't. I cried myself to sleep every night, since the accident. That's why I didn't want to sleep. I don't want to see it again, but I lost the war and started to drift.

We'll, that's chapter one:) Hope you all like it, and please tell me what you think:) I'd love to hear your thoughts on the story:D I am still writing My Girl (An Edward Cullen Love Story) so there is no need to worry:) Follow, Favorite, and Review please, it would mean a lot to me:D