Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I only own some characters in this story.
"Kara, why don't you be open up to new things? Be happy to be in a new place. Instead of you normal …depressing self." my grandfather lectured from the driver's seat. He had lectured me the entire 7 hour drive, nonstop. About an hour in to the drive, I did consider jumping out of the car. But the old man thought ahead and put the child lock on the door.
"Yeah, Ok I'm open But, I have one question!" I said.
"What's that?" Grandpa glance at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Is Forks going to be like cooper town?" I crossed my arms.
"Cooper town again? You bring it up ever time we move." grandpa was obviously annoyed at my stubbornness but this wasn't anything new it was like this every time we moved. Come to think of it, I'm stubborn 95% of the time.
"Well maybe if you didn't make us move so much, I wouldn't have to bring it up." - I turned and looked out the passenger side window. "and besides, you didn't like Cooper town ether."
"That's not true…" grandpa began but no come back must have come to mind because he went silent.
"Grandpa. The population in Cooper town was 10, 10 people. It was you, me, the dog. And a family that lived in the trailer down the road…" I continued to stare out the window but there wasn't a lot to look at just trees lots of trees.
"Yeah, to this day I wonder how they fit all 5 of those kids in that tiny, trailer…" grandpa shook his head. I turned to look at him.
"You, think about that?" I questioned.
"No- I mean…"- grandpa turned on the blinkers- "look this is the exit. The town should be right over there." he pointed.
"I don't see anything but I'm open to the fact that I don't see anything." I said. Grandpa gave me a dirty look and we continued down a rural road to our new home.
The new house was a one story And it wasn't what you would call spaces. Other then the two small bed rooms, their was one bathroom we had to share and a kitchen/family room area. That was it. Every wall in the house was white and the carped was an off white the house was nothing to look at.
"Can I at less paint something?" I ask as I walked in to my new room.
"you mean the walls? I like that idea. What color?" grandpa stood in the doorway.
"Any color but white or green-" I open the one window in my room to let in some fresh air.
"Why not green?" he asked.
"Fork seems to have enough green" I said as I pointed out the window at all the trees. The trees seem to be are only neighbor.
"Yes, they do have a lot of trees here but greens not so bad."- he smiled"- "how about we head in to town and get some food and maybe some paint for your room and then. Does that sound good?"
"yup" I replied.
We live about 5 minutes from the main part of town, it was in walking distance if I want to go but, there wasn't much to do. Their was a diner, a gas station and a few shops but nothing big.
"So do you want to eat at the diner, or get some food at the local grocery store" grandpa questioned me as he turned off the car.
"grocery store." I said as I jumped out of the car. I wasn't ready to meet new people and going in to a diner is like say 'hey, I'm new here want to come over and bug me while I try to eat!"- not cool.
Grandpa picked up a basket from the front of the store. "What do you want to eat? Rice, pasta, chicken, PB&J."
"Hmmm… pasta!"-I said heading down one of the aisle.-"you look for the noodles and I'll pick out the sauce, ok?" grandpa nodded his head in agreement. I walked throw a few aisles until I found the right aisle.
"Let see"-I pick up a jar of spaghetti sauce to read the label.- "garlic of no garlic?" suddenly I was pushed from behind and the jar of spaghetti sauce slipped out of my hand. With in seconds the jar fell to the ground and shattered, covering the light grey floor with red paste. I turned around to see what had happen and in front of me stood a tall, thin, boy and behind him stood two other boys. All three looked about my age.
"Umm… sorry-" the tall boy said in a shy, soft voice. I said nothing back.
"don't look that way, we didn't mean too. We were just messing around…" one of the boy from the back spoke up.
"Yeah, I'll pay for it." -the boy in front of me said. He picked up other jar of spaghetti sauce- "This one too, ok?" the boy was acting extra nervous as he handed me the second jar, He wouldn't look me in the eye but every few seconds he would look back at his friends.
"No thanks." I handed the jar backed to him and picked up other one. "I can get my own." I turned around and head down the aisle, stepping over the red paste.
"good job, Embry!" I heard one of the boys say.
"yeah, you scared the new girl away." the other boy said. I heard laughter behind me but I didn't look back. Instead I focused on finding grandpa.
I found the old man doing the opposite of looking for the noodles. Instead of finding the noodles grandpa had found a friend- a girly friend that is. Grandpa had a big smile on his face, like a kid in a candy shop and the old lady let out a giggle… creepy.
" hey, did you find the noodles?" I asked, ending there conversation. Grandpa looked slightly confused but, then he remembered.
"Ohhh, right! Irene, was showing me where they keep them! right Irene? " grandpa smiled at his new "friend" and she smiled back.
"well there right here…" I said picking up a boxes.
" Then… I guess we're set then!"-grandpa turned to his new friend.- "it was nice meeting you Irene!"
"yes, same here, I'll see you again right?" Irene questioned. They looked deep in two each others eyes.
"You couldn't keep him away if you tried!" I said loudly and grandpa gave me a dirty look.
After Irene and grandpa said their goodbyes, we headed to the counter and paid for two jars of spaghetti sauce and one boxes of noodles. And the whole way home and all throw dinner, all grandpa talked about was his new friend Irene. It was going to be a long stay in forks I could fell it.
That's all I have for now. Is it good, bad, Indifferent?