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Choices

Ch. 1

BPoV

Hi my name is Isabella Marie Swan. Oh Joy! Were my first thoughts as I finally landed in Forks and it's the middle of June and it's already raining. I already miss sunny Phoenix, not that it did me any good I'm still way too pale for a normal person. I'm just lucky I get to get used to the weather for the next two and a half months before I have to enjoy it during school. But hey got to put on a happy face and I can't let anybody see that I am suffering. It would break my mom, Renee's heart if she knew that I gave up my happiness for hers. You see I went to live with my mom when my parents divorced when I was six. It was just me and her against the world. Then she met Phil. Ugh! He is a really nice guy and all but I just felt like a third wheel. I mean when we would go on trips with Phil so he could play with his team, he plays minor league baseball, and I would get this feeling that my mom would be so much happier if she could act like a newly married couple without the baggage of having a seventeen year old daughter. But no I have to be the selfless Bella that I am, so I put my happiness aside and told my mom I wanted to move to Forks, Washington so that I could get to know my father better. I mean sure we talked on the phone but I haven't seen the man since I was 8. I don't even call him dad to anyone but him. It's always Charlie when I talk to other people.

So here I am looking for my baggage and I can't find Charlie anywhere. Finally my bags come around just as I spot my dad sitting by his cruiser. Yes my dad is a police officer; in fact he is the Chief of Police in my new hellhole called Forks. He finally spots me and gives me and awkward wave. I call him over so he can help me with my bags and when he gets to me he gives me a weird and stiff one-armed hug. Charlie has never been one to show emotions but I can tell he is trying.

He turns to me and says, "Hey kiddo how was the flight?"

"Oh it was alright except I had the usual noisy kid with the parent that can't control them sitting next to me but they ended up falling asleep halfway through so it was alright." I reply.

You could tell he was feeling weird with my explanation like a 'oh it was alright' kind of answer was fine enough for him. But it was weird it kind of seemed like he was way more comfortable with his feelings compared to the last time I saw him. Oh well I just chalked it up to the fact I hadn't seen him in almost ten years. He grabbed my bags and helped me into the cruiser and off we were on a semi-normal car ride. There were way less awkward silences then I thought there would be.

We pull into the parking lot and the first thing I notice is a tarp covering something in the driveway. I turn to Charlie with a quizzical look and he follows my vision and suddenly grins. He turns back to me and says "That will be one of our projects for the next 2 and a half months before you go to school. I have taken that time off of work so that we can bond more and I can make your transition to living with me more comfortable. Because frankly I really don't know you and you really don't know me."

I sit there in a stunned silence until finally tears spring into my eyes. "Thank you so much Dad. I don't think anyone has taken the time like that for me and I am really looking forward to these next couple months." I give him a hug and to my surprise he returns it and it doesn't hold any of the weirdness it usually does. I finally pull away and my quizzical expression is back on. I hop out of the cruiser and head towards the tarp. Charlie follows my movement until I stop about two feet from the tarp and Charlie reaches out and pulls it away. My eyes fall onto a beat up version of my dream car. I'm staring at an 1966 Mustang Coupe. I can't believe that Charlie remembers after all these years. I mentioned it a couple times, around the time I got my license, to Charlie over the phone but I never thought I would actually own one.

Charlie turns to see my expression and smiles at the look of awe on my face. He chuckles and says "I remember you mentioning this as your dream car so I found an old one that's beat up so that we can fix it and customize it together." I turn to him and can't help the look of disbelief that crosses my face. Charlie picks up on my hesitation and says "Don't worry I know all about fixing cars. I used to do it with my Dad and now I want to do it with you. Some of my best memories of my Dad are from when he and I were outside working on his old cars."

Charlie says that is only one of three of the projects and I can't wait to find out the other two. He leads me out back and I see he has half a basketball court. Now this would be okay for any normal person but I am not normal. I am a terrible klutz. I must be having a good day because I haven't tripped once so far. Oops there goes my luck I just tripped over air right into Charlie.

He turns to me and chuckles "We are going to work on that klutziness of yours by me teaching you the old game I used to love. You wouldn't believe this but your old man was pretty good back in the day and this game is great for hand-eye coordination."

I hope the next surprise is better because so far Charlie is one for two for great surprises. He leads me into the garage and there I see a brand new black 1998 Kawasaki Ninja tells me it is a treat once I get my coordination down and he is done teaching me how to play basketball. He agrees to teach me how to ride and this will also help my balance. I'm starting to warm up to idea of basketball and can't wait till I'm done with that so I can learn to ride this baby in front of me. My stay in Forks just got a whole lot better.