DISCLAIMER: I own NOTHING! (Except for my few new characters)
Today I'm moving to the small town of Forks. I have no choice, I have to go. It's that or I have
to continue living with Renee, my hysterical mother. The reason I have to move back with my
dad? It's simple: I was in a car accident with my step dad Phil's daughter, Bri. It was three
months ago. I only suffered a broken leg, and some broken ribs but, Bri has it worse. She broke
her neck, collarbone, and the glass from the windshield left a nasty cut on her chin. Of course,
that's the reason I'm moving. I couldn't deal with the fact that I had crashed the car and I had hurt
Bri! She was the best step sister and friend anyone could ever want! I had scared and stressed my
mother and Phil to such and extreme that I couldn't deal with the look on their faces every time
they would visit and see Bri and I in the hospital beds. It was even worse when I was the one
visiting Bri in the hospitable. Now, three months later, my walking cast is off and I'm mobile
again. Though, I do admit I've always had trouble when it came to walking in a straight line.
That's besides the point though. I can't keep trying to act like nothing is wrong when my mother
and Phil stare at me like i'm going to spontaneously com bust and Bri is more worried about me
then her own self! They needed a break. That is the reason I'm on a plane right now heading to
my father's house in Forks.