The Swan Twins
I sighed as I exited the plane with my twin; both of us grabbed our luggage and quickly walked over to where our dad was standing. I gave him a soft smile and then I followed them out to Charlie's police cruiser. I grumbled under my breath as I hopped into the back, after putting my luggage, along with Isa's into the trunk.
Isa and Charlie made small talk as we drove towards the small town called Forks. All I could see were tree and more trees, along with green, green, and more green. I sighed as we pulled up to the house and quickly got out. All Isa was carrying was her stupid cactus; I rolled my eyes when Charlie and my twin weren't look as I grabbed my luggage out the trunk.
Charlie left the front door open for me when he opened the door for Isa even though she wasn't carrying anything. I dragged my stuff up to my room, right next to Isa's, and plopped all of my stuff down on the bed. I looked around the room and smiled softly when I saw all of our drawing and pictures from when we were younger. Then I shook my head, grabbed a box that was on the ground and I started to put the stuffed animals and drawings into my closet on the top shelf away from everything.
Then I started to unpack all of my clothes, some I hung up in the closet and the rest I put in my drawers. I looked around my room and shook my head as I turned and walked down the stairs. "Hey dad," I called as I walked towards the den.
"What do you need kiddo?" he asked without looking away from the game, I rolled my eyes, 'men' I thought.
"Do you have any extra paint; I want to add some of me to my walls." I explained quickly not wanting him to get the wrong impression.
"Sure, there should be some down in the basement," he said looking away to give me a quick smile.
"Thanks dad," I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then I quickly ran down the basement stair and I found multiple colors of paint cans. I gabbed as many as I could and brought them up to my room and then I grabbed the rest. I moved my bed, opened my window, and put an old sheet down so that I didn't get any paint on the hard wood floor.
I grabbed my styling paint brushed from my art kit, dabbed it into the paint and started the draw on the wall above my bed. My first drawing was of Rosie the Riveter, I real like how she persuaded woman that they can do anything that men can do; this was to the left of my eye drawing. The second drawing was of a colorful eye in the center of my wall. My third drawing was a saying by Marilyn Monroe-Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History; this was below my eye drawing. Then my forth drawing was another quote, I don't know who it's by I just hear it a lot-Be Your Own Kind of Beautiful; this was above my eye drawing. Finally, my last drawing was a Purple Garden painting; this was to the left of my eye drawing.
When I was down I smiled and nodded my head. I really love it when I can add my own personality to my room. I shook my head, still smiling, as I started to pick up my mess. I brought the paint cans back down to the basement, tossed the old sheet into the washer machine, and washed my paint brushes. "Hey dad," I called as I tried to wipe some of the paint off of my face. 'Only me,' I thought almost giving up on wiping the paint off.
"Rosie, I have someone that wants to see you," dad called sticking his head into the house. I sighed and walked towards him. "You have something on your face kiddo," he said smirking at me. I playfully rolled my eyes and shoved his shoulder as I followed him outside.
"Rosie, I'm sure you remember Billy and his son Jacob," he said placing his hand on Billy's should.
"Of course, I wonderful to see you again Billy, Jake," I said, and then I grumbled giving up on wiping my face and pulled the rag away.
"Well I'm happy that the two of you are finally here. Charlie here hasn't shut up about it since he told me ya'll were coming." Billy said nonchalantly looking up at my dad.
"Alright, if you don't stop I'll roll you in the mud," dad said rolling his eyes.
"And, I'll ram you in the ankles," Billy said chasing after dad into the street. I sighed rolling my eyes at their childish ways.
"Are they always like this," I asked Jacob, leaning again the rusted red truck.
"It's getting worst with old age," Jacob said looking at Isa instead of me, so I clicked my tongue and shook my head at my dad.
When they were done horse playing in the street Charlie walked over and hit the bed of the truck, making my jump away slightly. "So, what do you think," he asked look from Isa to me.
"Of what," Isa and I asked in union, and Billy snickered from where stood, er…sat next to Charlie.
"Your homecoming present," he said smiling at us.
"This?" Isa and I asked once again in union, but Isa was more shocked while my voice went up a couple of notches as I looked at the truck.
"Yep just bought it off of Billy here," he said chuckling at my expression.
Isa got all excited about it and Jacob explained how to drive it and how he fixed it up as well. But I groaned leaning away from the truck in distaste. "No, that's fine dad my bike should be here later on today, so I'll just drive it to school," I said glancing at Isa, then I turned back to look at my dad.
"A bike isn't going to get you very far, Rosie," he said shaking his head at me.
"You'll see what I'm talking about when it gets here," and right as I said that a truck stopped in front of the house and asked for me. I smiled and walked over to him, I signed the papers as he grabbed my bike from the back and set it down in front of me. "Thank you," I said giving him back his clipboard and moving my bike so that if was next to Isa's truck.
"Please tell me that isn't your," Charlie said glaring at me.
"I would be lying if I said I wasn't so…" I trailed off looking up at him, while biting my lip. I heard a whistle next to me and I looked up to see Jacob staring at my bike then to me in disbelief.
"You are not riding that death trap when I am around," Charlie said glaring at me.
"dad come on, I have been driving dirt bikes and four-wheeler's since I was 8," I exclaimed looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.
"Alright," he said after a minute of contemplating, I squealed and wrapped him in a hug. "but if anything happens to you while you are on the street, you will not be driving it anywhere, do you understand me?" he asked and I nodded smiling as I skipped over to Isa and stood next to her as Charlie said bye to Billy and Jacob, Isa and I waved as they drove away to the Reservation.
We went back inside after I put a tarp over my bike and dad ordered pizza. I ate when the food came and then I moved the bed back to its original place, closed my window, and pulled my curtain over the window. Then I took my shower in the bathroom that I share with Charlie and Isa, cringe. When I was done I quickly walked to my room, shut my door, and put on my pajama's. I turned off my lamp and climbed into bed, I was asleep when my head hit the pillow.