'Next Exit Forks,' read the sign. She turned her attention away from the forest green sign and her baby blue-green eyes stayed focused on the road ahead of her. Although her thoughts kept escaping into a dark place in her mind. This was about the time tears would begin to drip from the corner of her eyes; streaming down her face faster then a river's current. However, it seemed she was currently out of the salty liquid.

The dark blue, five door, Chevy, Aveo made it's stop; now parked in the drive way next to an older red truck. A sigh escaped the drivers soft pink lips as she opened the door. Her delicate hand ran through her blonde hair. She looked over the house… it was nothing like she would have pictured from her best friends letters. She was startled by a bush that rustled in the near by forest. She turned her attention in the direction of the noise; and her thoughts began to race, 'It Would Be Just My Luck To Get Eaten By Some Wolf.'

"Brittany!?" shrieked a young girl. The girl's dark brown hair tossed in the breeze behind as she ran towards the dark blue car. The excitement played out on the features of her face.

Brittany jumped, once again startled this time by her best friend, who she made a comment to, "Bella, your right. This place is just way to green."

Bella immediately gave a chuckle. She remembered all letters she had sent to Brittany about Forks. She had almost told her everything; leaving out the few obvious details. She couldn't tell Brittany facts about her 'fiancé'…. oh, how she hated that word…. being a vampire or her best male friend beings a werewolf. Bella's brown eyes looked around the surrounding forest; she knew they were both somewhere in all that green mess watching this reunion right this second.

"I wish you were visiting on better terms," replied Bella. The excitement that once controlled the features on her face drowned in a sorrow nodded.

Brittany's sorrow expression hadn't changed much in the last few days. She agreed, "Me too."

They both stood in an awkward silence.

After what seemed like a couple of long minutes, Bella took a few steps forward, extended her arms, and hugged her old best friend from Arizona. Her brown eyes began to drip with the same salty liquid Brittany was currently out of. Brittany could only manage to give a soft hug in return.

"They were like my parents too," said Bella through her steady stream of tears.

Brittany gave another nod. It was the only thing she figured she could do as she replied, "They thought of you as another daughter."

Bella's lips twisted into a light smile at the thought of that. It was comforting to know that if it had happened to Bella instead; Brittany's parents would have been there for her. She released Brittany from the hug and took a couple of steps back. She stood looking over her old best friend. They use to be loners at school together. Neither ever got boys attention; because neither looked like tan bleach blonds. Both shared the same pale complexion and common personality traits. Brittany hadn't changed a lot; the only thing different was the new blond highlights.

"Thanks, for letting me stay here so I can finish school," stated Brittany in almost a whisper.

Bella left the small smile that twisted on her lips. She gave a shake of her head, letting Brittany know it was the least she could do. She added on, "You should really thank Charlie; his house."

Brittany just looked ahead at the house where she would be staying until Senior year was over.

She couldn't stand for another moment of awkward silence and spoke softly, "Let's bring your things into the house."

"Okay," muttered out Brittany.