I lay my head against the cold window of the cab, the condensation from outside dampening my face. However, this did not bother me, instead I continued to watch the green world from outside blur past me.
Not much bothered me anymore.
My parents had died a few months before, a car crash, fatal, bodies burnt to a crisp. The didn't have anything to put in the coffins for the funeral. This was supposed to be a new start for me, moving away from my home to stay with my Aunt Olivia in a small town called Forks. To be honest, I didn't feel particularly optimistic about the whole thing. I shivered, before the car pulled into the driveway of my aunt's house. It wasn't warm, however, it didn't feel like a home to me. The lawn was perfectly mowed and the house was nice enough but it wasn't home, not like what I had with my mom and dad. Before I lost everything that ever mattered to me.
My Aunt met me in the driveway and gave me a hug, which I grudgingly returned. I didn't want to be here, but I didn't want to hurt her, she'd taken me in after all. I gave a small smile, even that was a stretch. She returned it warmly and took me upstairs to my new room. I lay down on the bed, staring at the roof of the bedroom with distaste. She didn't hang around, thankfully. I sighed and took in the environment of the place- not just the house but the whole town. It had that 'small town' feel, that was for certain, however, having grown up in a small town myself it wasn't really much different. It was green, very green. Again, not much different than back home.
But, there was something about the place, something I couldn't describe. Some would call it sinister, but I would say more it was a mystery, just waiting to be solved. This place had a secret, but then again, so did I. It wasn't like I was going to tell everyone that my parents had died. I had no desire for anyone to find that out. I reached over to my suitcase and unpacked, leaving out a pair of shorts and a vest top to slip into afterwards. I put my things in the bathroom, changed and got under the duvet, looking at the moon shining it's silver light into the small room. The shadows were cast all around- coming from the closet, the poky chest of drawers and the desk in the corner with a laptop sitting on it. I sighed and turned over, closing my eyes and attempting to get to sleep.
Finding this impossible, I reached down into my bag, taking out a picture frame. In it was a photograph of myself and my parents. I'd made the frame itself in 2nd grade, the clumsy writing spelling out my name.
INDIGO POLNOK
I sighed and traced the smiling faces in the photo, biting back the tears gathering in my eyes. I had to be strong, try to hide my emotions and get through school, make some friends. Like I used to. No one knew my past here. I could make a new start. I put the frame on my bedside table facing the bed and finally allowed a few tears to escape.
"Goodnight, mom, dad. I love you." I whispered to the photo, before closing my eyes and allowing sleep to take me.
A/N: My first foray into the world of Twilight fanfiction. I'm British, so sorry if anything I say is un-American. Tell me and I'll avoid it in future :) . Hope you liked it!