I do not own any Twilight themes or characters. I only own the plot and the Zondiersons.

I hope you like tell me what you think this is my first story.

There is going to be M/M SLASH if you don't like then why are you reading this and later there might be mpreg.

There's also going to be cross-dressing.

Thanks and enjoy.

"We're moving."

Those words never seemed to surprise me anymore. Knowing how we moved more times then I can remember. My dad and I made it a games to see how could find the house we would move to next first. We both had a good amount of wins and losses.

My dad's job has us move around a lot. He's an assassin so we have to move around a lot so he can do his job and so we don't get caught. It's a pretty cool job not like most parents job's. We just tell people that my papa's in the military. He's not though, papa died when I was ten. He lasted five years a cancer survivor. His death took us by surprise because the doctors said the cancer was cured but it wasn't.

I started packing the things that I unpacked when we moved here in Georgia less then 6 months ago to move to our new home in…

I just remembered I forgot to ask daddy where we were moving this time.

I ran down stairs after changing in to green flannel shorts and an over sized grey t-shirt (so I could just go to sleep after I was done packing) and grabbing my small note pad. I found my dad packing up dishes when I got down stairs. He didn't notice me at first so i took time to see that time really did it's affects on him. Plus all the stress of being a assassin.

His auburn hair was starting to grey on the sides. He had bright blue eyes and and crows feet on the corners from laughing in his 39 years of living. He had a strong face structure and his 6'4 frame towered over my 5'4 frame.

There is one thing that I can say about both my parents and I, and that's that we look nothing alike. Me taking after both sets of grandparents. With my unusual white hair that had a blue tint to it and also unusual violet eyes. I suppose you can call me strange looking.

Anyways.....

I wrote down my question in a matter of seconds. It became a easier over the years seeing that's all I had to be able to talk with.

"Where are we moving?" I showed it to him when I got his attention.

"La Push, Washington. Are you ok with living there?" He answered and asked back.

I nodded my head and saw him sigh with relief that I agreed. I don't get how he thought that I wasn't ok with living there its not much different then here. Except it's across the country, but that's not important.

I was about to leave when something popped in my head. Or two something's.

"When are we leaving?" I wrote down.

"Their giving us in till Saturday to be packed then the movers are coming Sunday to pick up our stuff then were on the plane Sunday night."

It was Tuesday night now so we had enough time to pack everything. Now I asked my second question.

"When and what's for dinner?"

He laughed. "Maseson we just got lunch two hours ago! Food really is all you think about."

I gave him a look that just about said you better stop laughing and order some pizza. He understood cause in seconds he stopped laughing and was looking for the phone.

After he ordered a larger pizza we both looked at each other in silence, him not knowing what to say and me not being a mute. After a minute or so we just started laughing. Oh I love my dad.

My name is Maseson B. Zondierson, I'm a mute and I'm going to be the new neighbor in La push, Washington.

Washington you better be ready the Zondierson's are coming come to town.

So what did you guys thing?

If anybody has ideas I'm open to them. :)