I was in the best sleep that i had had for weeks. I have no idea what the hell was wrong with me; i just couldn't sleep. So this dreamless slumber was exactly what i needed. That is, until the alarm clock blared loudly in my ear. I jumpped up from my bed, startled, and fell on the floor, bringing my blankets down with me. I groaned groggily, crawled up to my bedside table and slapped the damn alarm off. Getting up from the floor, i looked at myself in the mirror from the corner of my room. I was a mess. My hair was all matted up the sides and some of my hair was even sticking straight up. I laughed at myself. I openned my closet door and found my favorite light blue blouse and my faded glory jeans. I looked out the window as i made my way to the bathroom. I noticed that Charlie's police cruiser was gone. Charlie was the chief of police. He was usually gone by the time that i got up for school. It was only the two of us here in the house. Since my mom , Renee, left him when i was 5 and took me with her, he lived alone for 11 years. My mom had remarried since then to a minor league baseball player named Phil. It was then that i decided to come live with my dad. It wasnt that i didnt like Phil, dont get me wrong, its just that it wasnt fair to mom. I knew that she felt torn between Phil and I, her wanting to spend time with both of us. I knew that my mom loved me. Excuse me, LOVES me...i just wanted to make it easier for her. Renee loves to travel. To be completely honest with you, i wasnt really thrilled to come back down here. I was used to the sunny days and warm weather. I had to get used to rainny days and cold weather. But i put on a fake smile and masked my grimace with a grin and drug my butt down here to Forks, Washington last year. The look on Charlie's face was suprised to see me. It was great seeing him again. He was excited to spend my 17th birthday with me...which is tomorrow. The first birthday i spend with him in 11 years. The house looks the same as it always had. Only, instead of my kiddy bed, which my parents used to call it a big girl bed when i was 5, i now have a twin bed with purple sheets and comforter. I DO still have the old rocking chair that charlie would sit in when he would rock me to sleep all those years ago. I didnt want to get rid of it. It wasnt like one of those baby white chairs with flowers, just a simple old brown wooded rocker. Extremely comfortable to sit in when reading my favorite book: Withering Heights. I turned on the hot water and bathed. It felt good against my skin. Morning showers were my favorite. It really woke me up. I sighed when i decided to get out so that i wasnt late for school. I dressed and brushed my teeth and quickly combed my hair and blew dry it. Thats all the styling it needed. I didnt need to do my hair and go through all that trouble. I didnt care that my hair looked so boring while it was down. I had no one to impress. Grabbing my bag and a poptart from the cabinet, i left the quiet house in my red truck. The engine roared to life with the turn of my wrist. I could of swore the whole neighborhood could hear it. I put the truck in reverse and pulled out of my driveway. Next stop...school.
