Robbi's POV:

"Mom, please slow down." I pleaded. I was in the Accord with my mom. And she was still driving recklessly no matter how many times I told her to watch how she was driving. She was going to get us killed one day.

Oh I should probably start from the beginning. Well my name is Robbi and yes I am a girl. My birth name is Rabbit but in no way will I be referenced to as a rabbit, I refuse! Anyway I live in Georgia and I live with my single, alcoholic of a mother. I never met my father and I look nothing like my mum, so I guess I look like my dad. Anyway I live and breathe music. And with a mother that comes home drunk or stoned it's a good Idea to have a way to vent and get away for minutes at a time. I work at a club downtown in Atlanta. It's a teens' club and I sing and play instruments, occasionally going just to get out of the house.

Oh yeah my full name is Rabbit Volt White. Yeah okay so I'm not named after a bunny but a car and a Rabbit Volkswagen at that. I mean I love cars and all but who names their child that and a girl too. Oh well I give up. I'm not the normal angst driven teenager. I don't drink, do drugs, or hook up with random guys for the sex. But I will not pretend to be normal, never! My mum has even told me to go out and become a prostitute. I swear I don't even like this woman that clams to have given life to me! My mu has long white blonde hair and golden eyes, she is really pale and tall.

Today we are going to visit some of her family. I'd be surprised if they claimed her as their relative, I wouldn't.

I on the other hand have long brown and black hair with a slight golden appearance. My eyes are ever changing, strange I know. They are blue but change with mood to silver, green, brown, hazel, and black. But not once gold. Another way I know I'm weird. We were on our way to some town named after silver ware. I am serious, I know right, who would name a town after a … oh what was it, spoon, no, maybe, no it wasn't fork. Oh I remember now Sporks. Any who the founder must have been stoned or something. Maybe my mum is related to him. Yes I can totally see it now.

"Rabbit, I shall not abide by your childish demands." She snarled. Yes she snarled. Did I mention that she hates me? No, oh well my mother hates me. I turned up the volume on my ipod, as Because by the Beatles blared through the ear buds. Did I mention I like the classics? No, I guess I am forgetting everything. Well at the club we are trying to introduce teens to different styles and genres of music so I was re-familiarizing myself with the Across the Universe Soundtrack.

"You better behave like a woman when we get to their house. I can and will not stand for any shenanigans. Do you hear me?" She glared at me and I nearly nodded. Apparently her brother's son was getting married and we had to go and I had to be perfect. I was asked to sing a song and I hadn't decided on one yet. But one of the girls was going to help me get ready.

We had been traveling for some time. I was just wishing for us to get there quicker. I couldn't stand being in a car with my mother. She was evil and depressed and high and drunk, not a good mix. Any way I looked out the window and decided to see what was around here.

Tree.

Tree.

Tree.

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Tree.

Tree.

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Oo look a Bush.

Tree.

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Tree.

Oo A rock.

Yeah as you can see it was quite entertaining pour moi. But then I saw something coming up, a sign?

"Welcome to Forks" it read. Oh I guess it was Forks… my mistake. So we were finally here after three days, with no food. I was starving.

"Mum, I need nutrients, we have been driving for three days and I have eaten twice!" I screamed. She scowled at me but mumbled a "yeah sure" she drove by a little dinner and let me out of the car and handed me a twenty dollar bill before driving away. I looked at my surroundings, we weren't even in town yet and the dinner looked to have two people in it, the waitress and some dirty hobo at the bar.

I pulled my glasses off and lifted my hat up slightly before making sure that my bag was secure on my shoulder, didn't want any dirty hobo stealing my purse and me running after him in heels. I opened the door and it gave off a dead ring. I noticed the little old lady waitress smile in my direction, "Hello and welcome to the Forks and more dinner."

Forks and More… Really, like Spoons, Knives, and Sporks? Ha no wonder I thought these people were crazy. But the little lady was so sweet so I nodded my hat and said a simple hi.

Still listening to my ipod, I looked over my menu and looked to my left to see the hobo was in fact a guy in raggedy clothes with slight stubble. And I had to admit he was smoking hot. He looked down on his steak as I stared. I looked back to my menu and ordered a hash and two eggs with a side of bacon. It may have been…oh… noon but I was going to have my breakfast. I also ordered a tall glass of pop. I turned to the Hobo and said,

"So…. How goes it?" he just shook his head slightly.

"What never heard of trying to make someone's day?" at that I got a shrug.

"'Cause I just had to sit in a car for three days straight with an evil woman who calls herself my mum right before she hitched up her wagon and ditched me," I said in my realistic British accent.

But still he said nothing. "Well, thanks that made my day. Now the only thing that can top that is me choking on my food and dying a slow and painful death the least you can do is say something." Still nothing, so I pulled out all of the stops, "Am I bovvered? Look at the face, look at the face, does it look bovvered? Ax me, ax me, ax me if I'm bovvered. Come on just ax me, ax me if I'm bovvered." I said in my Lauren Cooper impression. And he gave a slight chuckle before turning to me and without looking up said, "Are you bothered?"

"No, I ain't even Bovvered though!" I said with a laugh. But he turned and started to eat his steak again with the shake of the head. I gave up and started listening to my song again. Black Bird came on and I couldn't help but sing along.

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise" I could feel his eyes on me for the first time, and somehow they made me want to sing, crazy thought right, preposterous. The little lady brought me my food and I kept singing as I started to cut up some of my hash.

? POV:

She was actually quite funny, but i wasn't in the mood for her pathetic humor. I was coming back to town as a gift to 'her' but I was a day early and I had to avoid the family, I didn't want them to think I would be staying. I was going back to Canada after the wedding.

"Black bird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

all your life

you were only waiting for this moment to be free" I couldn't help but stare at the girl. Her voice was hauntingly beautiful and full of emotion and yet youth and innocence. She had curly brownish black hair with little sheens of gold mixed in. She was tan and had on a black fedora and a blouse of white material. She wore tight skinny jeans over a pair of white high heels. She was gorgeous and I hated every second I realized how much more beauty she held. My gut wanted her to look up, but I didn't.

She looked up and the second her eyes met mine I couldn't look away, they were sparkling pools of crystal clear blue. Something shifted something I couldn't comprehend. I wanted her, every little piece, I wanted her to laugh at something I said or did, I wanted her to say my name. I wanted her to be in my arms. I wanted her lips to be in sync with mine as we made love… But NO! I couldn't love her, but I did. NO I wouldn't, not now not after all this time, not when I was about to see the girl who stole my heart and stomped on it giving it to the leach to suck dry.

I didn't think when I extended my hand and said, "What's your name?"

"Robbi, Robbi Volt White."

"Jacob Black." She shook my hand wrenching me out of my dream like state and sending warm shocking sensations down my arm. I pulled back and threw some money on the counter rushing out of the dinner. I wouldn't like her, I wouldn't love her, Robbi, Robbi Volt White.