Noelle's POV

"Dad?" I asked.

"Yes Ella?" He said using the name everyone always calls me.

"What was she like?" I asked not having to specify who 'she' was.

"Your mother was a great woman always kind and caring, I met her on the plane to Washington from Biloxi.

We got talking and figured out we were headed to the same town, 'Forks' we started to date then you came along.

She died in child birth or at least that's what they told me, I was in Japan on business for the second half of the pregnancy the plane ride home I couldn't stop blaming myself and wishing this never happen but when I got there and saw you I knew it was worth it.

She would be very proud of you" he told me answering the question I've been asking forever but never got an answer to.

The rest of the ride was silent, something that would normally bother me but felt good to have a minute to think for now.

When we got out my dad immediately grabbed all of my 3 of my bags,"you sure you got those?" I asked.

"Yup" he answered dropping one almost immediately after he said it.

I swiftly grabbed it before it even made it to the ground with reflexes that surprised even myself.

"Nice catch" he remarked casually.

"Um... Thanks" I slowly replied not sure how I did that.

He set the two bags down on my old bed and left saying,"well it's late and you got school tomorrow so don't stay up for too long".

"I love you too" I whispered closing the door.

I had always been a night owl, like to the point of getting sleep only 4 out of 7 nights a week.

Since I slept what to me was a (6 hour) full nights rest last night I knew lying on the bed with my eyes open waiting to fall asleep would just be a wast of time and instead decided to unpack and pick out an outfit for tomorrow.

My room was decently sized and painted electric blue and had 'Noelle' painted in sparkly silver above the bed's headboard.

All my stuff fit in the room perfectly as if it never left from when I lived there when I was 4 except there were no 4 year old toys just stuff that I brought.

The best part about living in this house instead of the old stuffy apartment my grandma owned was the huge walk in closet my dad could afford to get put in due to his job as a business man that had him traveling all over the world.

I emptied my first bag the clothes bag which was by far the biggest into the multiple shelfs of the walk in closet picking out things along the way to wear tomorrow.

A little more than a half hour later I was satisfied with the arrangement of my clothes and outfit that I picked out for the first day of school tomorrow.

The outfit I chose was a simple light blue dress with cap sleeves and that went down to just above my knees paired with a black blazer with tight fitting 3/4 sleeves.

I open my second biggest bag the one that held all my many shoes and searched for the pair to go with it.

"Aha!" I said triumphantly when I pulled them out then mentally shhed myself for being loud while my Dad was sleeping.

They were black high heeled ankle boots to make up for being only 5'5 and 16 years old.

That was a whole other problem, when I turned 13 physically I stopped aging and the doctors have no idea what it is.

Part of the reason I moved to Forks with my dad instead of staying with my gramma was that my dad knew of an experienced doctor who lived in Forks, Dr. Cullen I think and he might be able to tell me what's wrong with me.

So my third day of school I would have to miss for a doctors appointment and there was no hiding that with the speed information passed around this small town.

Finally I took out a pair of diamond earrings and set them next to the outfit feeling satisfied at how it looked.

By now it was 3:34 and I had 2 and a half hours until I really had to start doing anything so I decided to climb up and see it dad kept the place I used to go as a child for peace and quiet when I couldn't sleep.

I went to the window of my room which was on the third floor and opened it carefully climbing out onto the ledge that was there.

Of to one side was a slanted bit of the roof that went over the balcony outside my dad's room, I climbed onto it and from there climbed onto the bigger section of roof that covered the rest of the house.

I sat and stared just thinking and hoping that on Wednesday the doctor wouldn't say I have some weird incurable disease.

My thoughts were interrupted by rustling in the woods that were just across the house. For a split second that I surely would've missed had I not had such good eyesight there was a huge wolf like creature with fur that had sandy coloured fur.

In a rush I jumped down only caring a little about the noise legal as I crawled in through the door.

I attempted to fall asleep with little success as every time my willpower allowed myself to drift of I'd have flashbacks of the humongous wolf.

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