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Olivia's Pov

My parents have decided to leave the rat race behind which means that they have also left their jobs at a private medical practice to come to La push. This equalled a huge move, a lot of boxes, a million rolls of packing tape and the worlds biggest panic attack for me. I had my doubts...I mean as soon as my parents mentioned a reservation I immediately thought of a place with scary cult type people who didn't watch TV and perhaps chanted around bonfires, banging sticks together...Yeah...

Anyway I firmly believe that this move is a big mistake therefore here I am sulking in our new kitchen.

"Mum, Dad I can't believe you made me move, I mean I'm a teenager this is a very volatile time in my life and any one thing could ruin my life forever !" I whined but they just rolled their eyes.( I had a tendency to over exaggerate.)

My mum just gestured at my dad, to go ahead as she sipped her coffee. "Well I beg to differ because from your screeches it seems that you love our new house," my dad pointed out.

As he spoke those words I cast my mind back to my room with its beautiful walk in wardrobe, a window seat which overlooked the back garden and French doors that opened up onto a balcony, that faced an ancient looking wood. The room was decorated with rich, dark brown furniture and a king sized bed. My new haven was filled with all the latest gadgets consisting of a laptop, an I-pod touch, a blackberry and many other electrical goods that I couldn't even name.

Ahh... my new room

My parents must have seen my eyes glaze over because they began to laugh softly. I soon found my own smile warp into a grimace though.

"Honey?" I felt my mum's hand on my shoulder as she stood beside me."…Now I know you don't like change and a new school is daunting but at least you have Jane."

Damn it! she known's me too well. My mum was right because if it wasn't for my favourite cousin I would never ever have had the guts to even step into la push high school. My happiness soon returned at the thought of spending all my time with Jane. We were pretty much like twins.

My mother then stood up with a victorious smile on her face. "Now go and get Jamie, you two don't want to be late for your first day at school," My mum ordered, gently and I smiled at my parents before running up the stairs.

It took me at least 30 minutes to get ready as I pulled on my favourite skinny jeans and a black lace top along with a pair of matching patent heels. I snatched up my bag and began to stuff in everything i would need.

"Olivia are you ready yet ?" my dad shouted from somewhere inside the house.

"I'm coming," I shouted back as I grabbed my ray bans off my dresser drawer. When I reached the landing I came face to face with my dad who was grinning in a very creepy looking way.

All of sudden he covered my eyes. "Dad what are you doing?" I cried as he lead me somewhere.

"It's a surprise," he explained. Then just as fast as his hands had appeared they fell away. I was standing in our driveway and... "Dad!" I exclaimed as i studied my new car.

I couldn't formulate a response. All I could do was circle the car and admire the white paint job and the stylish black leather interior. My Dad just grinned as he leaned on our white picket fence and I shook my head as i approached him.

"Dad this is too much for a first car!" but he merely waved off my protests.

"Darling I never spoil you and you do deserve this for your exceptionally good grades at your old school… plus you did put money towards it." I tried to argue but he wasn't having any of it so I gave in.

I hugged him fiercely whilst he chuckled and patted my head. Usually I found such a gesture to be condescending but I knew that he was being sincere.

I quickly kissed his cheek. "It looks like I contributed about 4%." I said, my words laced with sarcasm which caused him to laugh.

"OH MY GOD!"

My brother's shouts echoed throughout the neighbour hood. "Jamie quieten down," I chided as he came running towards my car, his eyes the size of tennis balls.

"OH MY GOD."

I scowled at my little brother as he continued to yell. "This is the Audi R8 which goes from zero to 60mph in 4.6 seconds with a top speed of under 190 mph and constructed of lightweight aluminium and has a 4.2 litre engine and there is an 18 month waiting list for one of these bad boys."

I have to say I was defiantly shocked with Jamie as he continued to rattle of the cars credentials without even taking a breath.

He stood there more dumb struck than i had been.

"Come on you," I commanded as I grabbed his bag and clambered into the driver's seat. Jamie carefully reclined in the passenger seat, looking as though he had won a million dollars.

I flipped a nearby button and Jamie's window rolled down. "Try and have a stress free day at work mum, dad." I called as he moved towards the front door where my mum was now standing. They both waved us off whilst they held each other.

Here we go…The ride to school seemed to go so slowly and I didn't even realize that I was gripping onto the steering wheel for dear life/

"Hey if it makes you feel any better I'm nervous too," Jamie declared. I turned to look at him and smile. He's so sweet

"Yeah it does but I'm sorry I really should have asked how your doing instead of only worrying about myself." My little brother shook his head but I wasn't really satisfied and my guilt continued to plague me as I watched him fidget in his seat.

I know what will cheer him up. "Hey how about you choose what song we listen to," I suggested and I watched in delight as he began to bounce up and down in his seat.

"You never let anyone pick what music you listen to…" Jamie told me. I loved my little brother and despite the age difference of four years. (Me being 18 years old whilst he was only 14) we were still really close.

He began to rummage around in the glove box and i smiled. "Your not just anyone." I told him.