"Dinner's in the fridge, Bella. I'll see you tomorrow night, take care of yourself!" My mom, Renee, yelled from the door. She was leaving on her two-day-one-night trip to New Mexico for her new husband's baseball game. Phil had decided that she should come, and I'd opted to stay home. Normally, Mom would have asked me why I didn't want to go, but she was so eager to have a mini vacation that she just assumed it was because of exam week. Then she just left.

I opened the fridge, and saw that what she had planned for me to eat for dinner, we had actually eaten at lunch. I got a box of pasta from the pantry and got to work. It wasn't like it was the first time she'd forgotten. I didn't blame her. She'd been so excited about Phil from practically day one that she'd been forgetting just about everything.

I had wanted to stay since I wanted her to have fun with Phil without worrying about me. And think more about moving to Forks, Washington. My dad, Charlie, was living there, and I figured he could use company. And soon Phil was going to be playing all over the U.S, and I didn't want Renee to constantly have to apologize for forgetting about me at some point. She deserved her fun.

The only problem was, Forks was so small, I might get bored to death there. The only thing to do was watch movies and shop at the mall. And I wasn't so fond of shopping at the mall. Here I could work on learning Spanish and French. I could pursue my own subjects. Forks was so small, somebody was bound to notice that I didn't do normal things. And I liked being invisible. So did my friends.

Speaking of friends, I thought I should probably go and email Nicole to see if she had finished designing her pen/small pocketknife. She'd been bored, so she'd been working on that. I was more into languages, so when I got bored, I tried to force more French in my head.

I opened my inbox, and instantly saw an email from Nicole. She'd copied and pasted a report on missing people in Forks. She'd typed, "Check it out. Isn't that where your dad lives? No wonder he's police chief there. But small towns don't have such high crime rates…"

I looked at the screen blankly. I typed into a chat box,

"Well, I've been thinking about going to live in Forks, but this is going to make it harder to convince Renee to let me go..."

She typed, "You could walk out the door right now and she probably wouldn't notice :P"

"And you think my dad is going to let me come if people are going missing?"

"Your dad is a policeman, he can protect you." Then she added, "Robyn is telling me she's starving and there's no food in the fridge!"

I blinked. Nicole must have been messaging our other friend. If Robyn had a slogan, it would probably be "always hungry, always eating." Despite that, she somehow managed to stay stick thin. She said it was her "high metabolism."

"Um, sorry, can't help you with that. But thanks for reminding me I have to go eat! Bye!" I responded.

I got up and ate my dinner. It looked like I needed to have a talk with Mom when she got home the next day. I needed to get out of here. I was happy for Mom, but I think I'd go crazy if I had to stay home alone any longer. She'd probably let me go. It was my dad I was worried about, but hopefully Nicole was right and he'd let me go.

A girl can hope.

A/N: Hi, I'm doing a major rewrite, and hopefully I'll get a lot done before school starts, so keep your fingers crossed! There's going to be a ton of plot changes, so even if you've read these chapters, you might wanna go over them because a lot will change!

Please review! Also, I don't usually write in first person, but the original Twilight is written in first person and I didn't want to change that for some reason...

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