"Mum, what do you want to tell us" I sighed, falling onto the couch opposite her.
Daisy strutted into the room, and sat as far away from me as the couch would let her. I smirked down at my hands smugly. I loved making her feel awkward, especially without even meaning too.
"Girls, your dad has been offered a job in La Push, Washington and we are moving out there at the end of the week" mum mumbled hesitantly. She waited nervously for a reaction and Daisy was the first one to give her one.
"I have never heard of La Push" Daisy moaned, using a lame French accent to pronounce La Push. Little did she know that La Push was a reservation near the coast of Washington not a little French village.
I chuckled quietly at her obvious lack of brain and mum laughed softly.
"Anyway, I hope there are a lot of shopping malls there" Daisy grunted and pushed off the couch.
Thankfully Daisy wasn't my biological sister. Her dad married my mum when we were little so people always assumed we were real sisters. However we looked nothing. Daisy was tall, about six foot three, with long flowing wavy blond hair, piercing blue eyes and a perfect shaped face. She looked like she should be on a catwalk or on the cover of Vogue not in a small house in the middle of nowhere.
I on the other hand, was completely different. I was only about five foot five, with dark brown hair, which never seemed to stay in place and dark brown eyes.
"Are you okay with the move Millie?" mum smiled softly down at me.
I shrugged my shoulders and nodded. "Sure it will me fun" I assured her.
Mum sighed loudly.
Daisy eventually came around to the idea, especially when mum gave us the week off school to pack all our bags. Although, she was adamant that packing would ruin her nails, so I had to stuff as many of her clothes as possible into two suitcases.
"Millie…Millie we are here wake up" mum cheered excitable, waking both me and Daisy from our sleep. Daisy shot up instantly when she realised she was rested her head on my shoulder. Her cheeks blushed as she began fixing her hair.
I laughed softly and peered out of the window. All I saw was flashes of green. All different shades of green, but green never the less. Were we moving to a field?
Compared to London, La Push seemed empty and baron, apart from a line of cute little houses. Whilst Daisy looked completely disgusted, I happily surprised. Living in London may have had its advantages, like having a shop within two steps of your front door but I needed space. La Push certainly seemed to have a lot of free space.
Mum slammed on the brakes as we pulled up infront of an empty looking house, sending me and Daisy flying into the back of the front seats.
I moaned quietly and rubbed my throbbing nose. Great, another thing to add to my list of injuries. According to my mum, I was the most accident-prone person she had ever known and in a number of ways, I agreed with her.
"When will dad be here?" Daisy asked, slipping down from the car, instantly straightening her dress.
She kicked a lump of grass away from her twelve inch high heels and tottered towards the house.
Mum opened the boot and dropped a series of suitcases on the floor infront of my feet.
"Later tonight love. He should be here to help set up things for the party" mum shouted over to Daisy.
Daisy nodded, obviously not interested anymore.
I down at mum confused. "Party?"
She nodded and I moaned loudly. I didn't like parties, especially when we were the hosts because most of the time something bad happened.
"I know you don't like parties but it is a good way to get to know the neighbours. Apparently there are a lot of boys on the reservation. You never know Mill, you might get lucky" mum chuckled, nudging my arm playfully.
Mum rushed up the front door where Daisy was stood on the porch, waiting impatiently for the keys.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the handles of as many as suitcases as I could carry.
A low husky voice chuckled behind me as I struggled up the path. I moaned quietly and dropped the bags to the ground. As I stood up straight again, stretching my bent back I turned on my heels to see a tall, boy smiling down at me.
"Do you want some help?" the boy offered.
He had bulging muscles underneath his tight black t-shirt, so it was pretty obvious that he would be able to help me.
"Are you sure? I'm sure I could drag it up the path without making a burn mark in the bottom" I smiled up at the very good looking boy.
He chuckled softly.
"I'm Jacob Black" he held out a large tanned hand towards me. "But you can call me Jake"
My small hand was enveloped by his strong grasp as we shook hands.
"Hey, I'm Millie" I replied.
"Well it is very nice to meet you Millie. You are having a party tomorrow right?" Jake asked curiously.
I nodded with a grim smile on my face. Jake seemed to notice and laughed softly.
"You don't like parties?" he guessed.
"I like parties, just not when I'm the host. I should warn you that it will probably be the worse party you have ever been too" I said, warning Jake in advance.
Maybe I would get lucky and he would spread the word so no one would turn up. Unfortunately Jake didn't look convinced.
"I am sure it will be great. I will bring some of my friends, they love a party" he assured me.
I winced. My plan handed worked, now he was bring more people.
Jake sniggered and grabbed the bags which I had been struggling with and carried them effortlessly up to the porch. I followed quickly behind him, grabbing a few rucksacks out of the boot.
"Thank you" I grinned up at him.
"No problem, I will see you tomorrow" Jake winked at me before strolling down the path.
As he walked out of view, mum strolled out the house and stared down at the bags. She frowned down at me slightly confused.
"One of the boys helped me" I told her.
I watched as a large smirk stretched across her face as she dragged a suitcase into the house infront of me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the two bags I knew were mine.
"Where is my bedroom?" I asked anxiously.
Daisy had probably already claimed to biggest, nicest room, so I was left with the box like usual.
Mum breathed in deeply.
"Well you have two options: either the smallest bedroom upstairs…" she paused as I raised my eyes brows. There was another, hopefully better option?
"…or you could redecorate the spare games room down the hallway" mum moved to the side and pointed down the long hallway infront of us.
I nodded and walked past her. "Third room on the right. Just before the kitchen" mum shouted after me.
I breathed in deeply and turned the handle, stepping into the room which could become my new bedroom. A light breeze brushed past me as the door blew shut behind me. I glanced around the surprisingly large room. It had bright white walls, cream carpets, a white leather couch pushed up against the wall beneath a window and a large TV hung on the wall opposite. There was a small bed on the other side of the room, just incase I decided to chose this wall.
I strolled over to the window and glanced out at the surprisingly large garden which then led into the forest.
"I will have this room" I yelled to mum.
"Ok" she shouted back.
I fell onto the couch and glanced around the room, trying to imagine what colours I could use or what pictures I could hang on the wall.
I had been right, Daisy had the biggest bedroom, with a walk in wardrobe and on-suit attached. The walls were painted in her favourite colour, pink, and there were already three or four mirrors around the room. She seemed to have settled in well.
I was pretty excited about being able to decorate my room myself. Mum said I could paint the walls any colour and that there was an even bigger bed in a storage room waiting to be delivered once the room was ready.