This story is dedicated to my younger sister, Lindsey. Although there are times I want to rip her head off and throw it out the window, in the end, I'm always happy she's in my life :) I truly love you lots sis!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Stephenie Meyer's characters. only the ones that I have come up with in MY imagination! :)
Lindsey's POV
Kelsey drove while I sat in the front seat. I flipped through a magazine and read about how Taylor Swift was having dating trouble or something. What a baby. Kelsey had convinced me to move to somewhere in Washington. Her roomie from The Art Institute in San Fransisco said that we should move into town with her. Kels and her were pretty tight apparently.
We drove down the highway as Kels announced that we were about a half an hour away. I looked in the rear view mirror and made a face at all our junk that we had packed in the back of our silver bug. Yeah, I suppose that a 22 year old girl still living with her 24 year old sister was kinda weird, but I didn't care. We both always helped with rent, and it just meant that I would always have her around.
Kelsey's cell began to ring, and she pulled it out and put it on speaker phone. Kels hated texting and driving. One of her classmates at college died doing just that. Kels loved texting, but she didn't love it that much. She always had speaker phone on in the car so she could pay attention to the road, with BOTH hands on the wheel.
"Hey Kels!!" I heard the girl on the other end squeal.
"Hey girl!" Kels smiled. She'd been really happy the past few months. She was a great baker, and she really wanted to start a bakery wherever we were going. She offered me a job with her, and she promised me that she'd pay me, even though I resisted at first.
"How far away are you?" the girl asked.
"Um, we're about fifteen minutes away. Will I meet you at our new house?" Kels kept her eyes on the road. She was pretty good at multitasking, but sometimes it drove me crazy.
"Of course! You don't mind if Quil comes too, right?" Quil? Who the hell was Quil? I didn't even know this chick's name!
"Oh yeah! That's perfectly fine..." Kels looked over at me for a moment. I nodded, rolled my eyes, and went back to my magazine. Something about Dakota Fanning and cheer leading...
Kels smiled, "Yeah that's fine. I can't wait to see you, Claire-Bear!"
I widened my eyes and gaped at her. Claire-Bear? Really, Kels!? REALLY!?
"I know! I'm so excited to see you, Kelster! Well I gotta go, my Aunt Em needs some help and I'll be over in a few minutes! Love you girl!"
"Love you too!" Kels smiled more and pressed the 'off' button on her phone.
"Claire-Bear?" I raised my eyebrows at her. "CLAIRE-BEAR?"
Kelsey shook her head smiling softly. "Don't judge. Claire's amazing, you're gonna love her the minute you see her. Plus when we first met, she said that everyone at home called her that."
I shook my head, and flipped my magazine shut; throwing it in the backseat. What the hell was I getting myself into?
Another fifteen minutes down the road, we reached a small, pathetic town called Forks or something. Great, Kels. Just great. Yeah, she told me that where we were moving was a very small town, but I that was an understatement. I couldn't even consider this a town! I suddenly started to miss San Fransisco.
We pulled up to a small looking house on the edge of Forks. It was back deep in the woods, and we had no neighbors. I could tell by the looks of it that this was a one bathroom, two bedroom, dining room and kitchen combined 'house'. Kels told me that we got this for a great price. No wonder.
All of a sudden, a beat up Ford truck came and pulled into our little 'driveway.' Kelsey had been getting into the backseat, but when she heard the car pull up, she dropped what she was doing, and ran excitedly, like a little kid to an ice cream truck. Wow. My sis was something else.
The truck barely slowed to a stop when a girl about Kelsey's height (Kels is pretty short for her age), litterally jumped from the passenger seat and ran screaming to Kelsey. The two slammed into each other in a huge embrace.
"Oh my god!!"
"I've missed you!!" Claire took Kelsey's face in her hands, and hugged her again. "It's been too long!!"
Kelsey giggled, and hugged back. "I know! I'm sorry!....Quil!"
I had been so busy gagging over their little reunion, that I hadn't seen the giant hop out of the truck. A guy, probably a few years older than Kels, with huge muscles that bulged out of his tshirt, walked up to Kels, and engulfed her in a hug. I widened my eyes. God, was he hot!? Why didn't she tell me there were amazingly cute guys living here? I wouldn't have made such a fit if I'd known!
Kelsey was giggling as the giant set her down. "I've missed you! Hey! You guys need to meet my little sis!" She looked over at our car, and motioned me over. God, could I even move!? That huge...guy could eat me (just a figure of speech I use. I tend to use funky words...)!! I walked slowly over as I heard Claire whisper.
"Oh my god! She looks just like you!!"
Kelsey chuckled. Claire stepped forward and opened her arms to me. Trying to hide a weird look off my face, I hugged her back. "It's nice to meet you, Lindsey."
"You can call me Izzie. Pretty much everyone does anyway..." Kelsey had given me that nickname when I was little. When I was born, Kels was only two. So when she tried to say Lindsey, the 's' sound didn't come out right. So instead, she just called me Izzie.
Then, the man named Quil stepped forward. God he was even bigger when I was next to him!! He smiled and held out his hand. I took it and shook it softly. His hand was HUGE!
"I'm Quil," he grinned. "It's nice to meet you, Izzie."
I forced a small, awkward grin. "It's nice to meet you too, Quil."
Claire turned to Kels and smiled, "Do you need help with unpacking?" Quil smiled at both of us. I bet he could probably grab all of our stuff in one trip without hassle!
Kelsey smiled at me, then turned back to Claire and Quil. "Yeah! That'd be great! Thanks!"
Quil and I walked over to the car while Kels and Claire continued to chat. I went to the other side of the car, and picked up one of the smaller boxes from the crowded backseat. God, for our ages, we really had too much junk. Along with the box, I grabbed one of the beach-bags full of more crap. I looked up and Quil had four boxes stacked up, with a bag in his hand. My eyes widened at him, and he just chuckled.
Claire and Kels had already gone inside, so luckily for us the door was open. But I don't think Quil would've had a problem with the door...
I looked at the box that I had in my hand; "Iz's crap." I loved my labeling system. I went into the first bedroom I saw, and looked around. It was kinda on the small side, with two windows. My mouth twisted, and I went into the other one. Might as well take advantage of the situation when I can right? The second one was much better. It had a smaller window on one side of the room, then on the wall beside it, it had a large window, like it was three put together. It had a nice view of the woods out back, and it was a bit bigger. I set my 'crap' down on the floor and walked out proudly.
I turned the corner and slammed into something. Hard. I bounced backwards, and looked up. Quil was trying not to laugh at me, and I blushed like an idiot. "Whoa....person there..." I rubbed my head chuckling to myself; 'you idiot.'
Quil forced a smile (even though it was obvious he wanted to laugh), and looked at the boxes that were also labeled; 'Iz's Crap.'
"Where would you like me to put these?" he asked with a smirk on his face. Stupid...tall..big...muscular...cute guy!
I blushed and motioned towards my room. He swiftly walked past me and placed the boxes around the one I brought in.
We walked back towards our 'living room' to find Kelsey and Claire had brought in some more boxes. Quil and I got busy separating what went where.
Once all the boxes and junk were out of our car, Quil nudged Claire in ribs softly, and murmured something. Claire's face lit up as she jumped. Can you say 'light bulb turned on?' She pulled me and Kels outside to their truck and Quil took the tailgate down.
"We saw these on the way here, and you told me you guys didn't have beds yet, so I thought you could use these and we could get frames for them tomorrow!"
Kelsey and I gaped to find two queen-sized mattresses in the back of their truck. This was great! Yes. I know I'm 22, but I've actually never had a queen sized bed of my own. Our apartment back at San Fransisco was too small. Quil (naturally) got them out of the truck, and had already palced them in our rooms.
This was amazingged the! Yeah, I didn't like the sound of moving at first, but I was starting to like it more and more.
"Thanks for everything, Claire." Kelsey hugged Claire when she announced they had to get back to the reservation.
"No problem, honey," She smiled and looked up at Quil. "If you ever need us, we're only a few minutes away. Plus Quil never drives slowly..." she chuckled and winked as he smiled and shrugged.
Kels and I giggled and nodded as I gave them hugs. "Thanks again," I grinned at Claire. She smiled back, "Any time!" Quil helped her into the truck, and she waved as they drove off.
Kelsey and I stood outside our new house for a bit as they disappeared down the road. We smiled at each other, then went inside. This was the beginning of a new, great, life. I could tell.