It was raining. No surprise, really. It always rains here. It's times like this when I really miss New York. It rains in New York though, but not this much. This is the probably the rainiest place in the continental U.S. My name is Alice Brandon and I live in this little boring town called Forks. I have two older brothers, Emmet and Edward. Emmett is like a giant teddy bear. He can seem a little intimidating at first but inside, he's just a big old softy. Edward is like a musical genius. He can play just about any instrument there is like an expert. He has bronze hair and bright green eyes. I'm the baby of the family. I go to Forks High School and I'm starting my first day of the 10th grade tomorrow. How fun! NOT. Since I moved to Forks, I've been skipping the occasional day of school to drive up to Port Angeles and go shopping. Of course, the stores in Port Angeles are nothing compared to the ones in New York. But, I'd have to make due. I was used to designer clothes and shoes. But when I moved to Forks, I was in for a major surprise. There's no Prada, no Chanel, no Marc Jacobs, no Gucci, heck, there wasn't even a Hollister! (AN: I have absolutely no idea what stores are in Forks or Port Angeles so if you by any chance live in Forks or Port Angeles, Please bear with me. And I have no idea how Alice was able to get Hollister clothes with out online shopping because before now, there was no Hollister in New York.) So it was smart of me to drive down to LA and do all my back to school shopping there. Today is my last day of summer, so I'm going to live it to the fullest. This morning I woke up in my amazing room that had just been re-decorated. All my walls were hot pink except for the one wall that the head of my bed sat against. That one was lime green. My curtains were green and pink. My favorite part of the room had to be my walk in closet. It was filled with all kinds of clothes. Name any article of clothing, and it's in my closet. Assortments of shoes like heels, flip flops, ballet flats, and tennis shoes were there. Shorts, every fit of jeans, t-shirts, tank tops, tube tops, dresses, and skirts were in my closet as well. I got up and made my way to my bathroom and hopped in the shower. The warm water really did a great job at waking me up. After I got out of the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and went to the closet to pick out my "final day of summer" outfit. I decided on a red tank top, Hollister jeans, a white Aeropostale hoodie, and some black flip flops. I danced down the stairs for breakfast. My brothers and my mom Renée were already downstairs. Renée is an experimental cook, so we have to cook for her. "So, kids, how are you going to spend your last day of summer?" We all said what our plans were for today at once. Emmet said basketball, Edward said piano, and I said shopping. "Well then that's great. Enjoy your last day of freedom." She then looked at her watch. "Ooh I've got to go or I'll be late!" she got up, grabbed her briefcase from the counter, and on her way to the door, she kissed the tops of our heads goodbye.

"So Ali, are you glad schools in tomorrow?" Edward asked.

"HECK TO THE NO! ARE YOU CRAZY!?"

"There's my Ali!" Emmet boomed. He picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, and ran around the kitchen.

"Emmett!!!! Put…Me… Down…This….INSTANT!" I giggled yelled.

He stopped and set me on my feet.

"Thank you very much!" I said looking up at him. I was so short compared to Emmett. I was, after all, 4' 9".

"Well guys, I'm gonna head out I'll be home later."

"Bye Ali" my brothers said in unison.

"Bye."

I ran upstairs to my room and grabbed my car keys , my cell phone, and my purse. I ran out the door in the kitchen to the garage and unlocked the door of my pride and joy. My baby. My Range Rover Sport that I got when I first turned 15. (AN: I have absolutely no idea when kids in Forks get their permits so I am going by Georgia law because I am from Georgia.) I loved this car TO DEATH! The interior is white; the outside of the car was black. On the headrest for the front seats there was black a monogrammed "A".

I climbed in to the driver's seat and started the car. I pulled out a CD from the case in the glove compartment. I flipped through my rather large selection and finally settled on one. It was an Ashlee Simpson CD, Autobiography. I put the CD in the player and skipped around until I found the particular song I was looking for. I started singing.

"On a Monday I am waiting. On Tuesday I am fading and by Wednesday I can't sleep. When The phone rings I here you. In the darkness it's a clear view and you've come to rescue me. Fall sometimes I fall so fast. When I hit that bottom crash you're all I have. Oh it seems like I can finally rest my head on something real. I like the way that feels. Oh it's as if you know me better than I ever knew myself I love how you can tell over pieces, pieces, pieces of me…"

I continued on like this through out the entire drive to Port Angeles., occasionally changing the CD. I listened to Simple Plan, Avril Lavigne, Michael Jackson Taylor Swift, and Kellie Pickler. I got to the mall, parked my car, and grabbed my keys and purse. "Hm…which store? Which store??" I said to myself. I looked around and saw there was a sale at Forever 21. I walked in to the store and started looking around. Okay, I thought to myself, I think I could use a few more tank tops, maybe some leggings too, oh and DEFINETELY some new skinny jeans. Maybe some boots too… I got so wrapped up in my thoughts that I ran into a girl.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Let me pick those up for you."

"Oh no it's okay I can do it."

We both bent down and started picking up the articles of clothing. That was when I really noticed the way the girl looked. She was pale, had long, dark, chestnut brown hair that went down to her waist, and golden eyes. She was actually really pretty.

"You know, this top would look really good on you, ya know."

"Oh thanks."

After that, we started talking and looking around and we really hit it off. We actually hung out for the entire day until I realized I had to get home because sometime last week my mother told me that she wanted us to meet the new surgeon at the hospital and his family. From what I've heard, he has two daughters and a son that would be going to Forks High. My mother wanted me to show them around. Oh well, let's hope they're not lame. I said goodbye to the girl and drove home to brace myself what I had coming for me.

AN: Sooo…What'd you think? Reviews make me happy and when I'm happy, I write more! So please review! Suggestions for later chapters are welcome as well!

Music listened to in this chapter: "Bullseye" by Aly and AJ; "L.O.V.E." by Ashlee Simpson; "Hero/Heroine" by Boys Like Girls; "Thriller" and "The Way You Make Me Feel" by Michael Jackson (may he rest in peace)