I looked out the window of my dad's red Ford Explorer, watching the still green forest as raindrops came down on the forest floor. I thought about what it might be like to live in Forks, Washington. Will I be welcomed at the school and in town?

My dad, Rick, has lived in Forks since he was born. I myself have lived most of my life in Phoenix, Arizona. I've never been to Forks before, I guess because my mother never wanted me to be attached to it or my father. So my father would come and see me every two years in California, as a happy medium.

My mother and Rick only got along when they first got married, and when I was born. After a few months when I was born, my mother left with me, and took me to my grandparents for two years so she could study law school.

Since I was a baby I have lived in the dry, hot town of Phoenix. We never got as much rain as Forks, so I'll need to get used to it. I tried to picture Forks on my flight up, but I couldn't.

"Dad, what is Forks like?" I asked. That was the first thing I said when I got off the plane, which was about a hour ago.

"Well, Casey, it's a small town, so there's no malls or big fancy stores. It's a town where everyone knows everyone. Well, except you of course." Rick said. I looked back out the window.

We didn't talk until after we were almost to Rick's house. Our house.

"Well, we're almost home." I just nodded. "I got a surprise for you." Rick said, it looked like he was about to jump out of his seat. Though he looked excited about it, I knew he probably wanted me to talk. So I looked up from the window.

"What is it?" I asked trying to sound curious.

Rick turned to me with a grin and said, "Guess."

"A puppy," I said with less enthusiasm, I hope he didn't notice.

"Nope," he said with a grin. Apparently he didn't notice.

"A car," as soon as I said it I knew I was right. I saw shock play over Rick's face.

"Uh...yeah. How did you know?"

"I guessed. Are you going to tell me what kind of car, or do I have to guess that too?" I said to tease him.

"It's a Chevy truck."

"Is it new?"

"No, I got it from a friend."

"Did he buy it new?"

"No, I think it was new in the early sixties or late fifties."

"How much is it?"

"Well Casey, I already bought it for you."

"Oh, thanks dad."

"You're welcome."

We both stared out the window now. We pulled off the road to a dirt road and pulled in front of an old looking cabin. In front was a faded blue Chevy truck.

I spoke to Rick without even turning to him, I kept my eyes on the truck, "Dad, do you know what kind of truck that is?"

"Like I said before, it's a Chevy"

"Yes it's a Chevy, but do you know the model?"

"No, do you?"

"It's a 1955 Chevy 3100 sidestep." I finally turned to Rick. He was looking at me with suppressed shock. Well at least that's what I thought. "Dad, are you okay?"

"Huh. Oh, yeah, yeah I'm fine. You just surprised me for a moment." He still looked shocked.

"Do you have the keys, or are they already in there?" I couldn't wait to drive it.

"They're in the house. You might as well get unpacked, since we're going in there."

I grabbed my bag and one of the boxes filled with my stuff and headed toward the front door. The inside of the house was very plain. White walls and gray carpet. To neat for a single dad. Well at least that's what I thought. It didn't even look like someone lived there. Rick showed me to my room, which was on the second floor.

The room was just as plain as the rest of the house. There was a small bed to the right of the window, with the window looking out to the front yard. A desk with a new computer on it was by the closet, and an empty bookshelf to the right of the desk. I set my bag on the bed and the box on the floor. Rick came in and set another box on the floor.

I started to unpack my things from the bag to the closet and back. At the bottom of the bag was a picture turned upside down. My breath was caught in my throat. I slowly turned it over and I could feel tears coming to my eyes. I was looking at a pale skinned woman, with dark curly hair, on a bright sunny day at the beach, with joy in her blue eyes.