This is my first twilight fanfic so please be gentle :)

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Disclaimer- I own none of the characters of twilight, only Brooke and Misha and any other future chacters that I may incorperate to the story.


The morning sun bore into my car causing a moan to escape my lips. A bark escaped my counterpart. Jerking me from my sleep like daze, I sat up quickly. I looked directly at the lovely Siberian husky staring back at me in the front seat of my 1976 impala.

"Misha, we are in no hurry to get there," I snapped annoyed. The dog let out a small bark puffing his lips to hide it. I chuckled and patted his head. He leaned into my hand and wagged his tail. I smiled and opened the door to the back seat to step out into the crisp morning air. I stretched pulling my arms above my head, yawning in doing so. I heard Misha climb over the seats in order to come out the door to stand next to me. I looked down at him and he starred up at me with his warm, loving brown eyes. I smiled down at him. His grey and white fur was all matted with mud, at the bottom of his paws telling me he was in serious need of a bath and don't even get me started on the wet dog smell.

"So this is Washington, Misha," I said with a huff. He just stared at me. I smiled warmly. This was a new start for me and for Misha. Forks High School was expecting me in the next two months for my senior year of high school. Along with a small house that was near the Indian Reservation was now a place i hoped to call home. It was in need of a lot of handy work but I didn't mind I wanted something to keep me busy. The small town vibe always appealed to me after living in the Upper East Side in New York City, I never felt like I experienced much of anything. I shook my head of my thoughts. I looked around at the scenery. The vast amounts of pine trees that flowed like water against the mountian side seemed to go on forever. The early morning fog just lifting above some of the trees, giving it a picturesque look. I shook my head, Misha and I had pulled over on the side of the road last night, since there was nothing around for miles and we didn't want to show up at our new casa in the dark. I walked around to the trunk of the car and opened it I placed the blanket that I used into it. I slammed the trunk and looked at Misha.

"Go potty," I said with a smile. He cocked his head to the side while he looked at me. I smiled as I looked at him. He was so cute when he looked at me like that. "Go on," I laughed. He seemed to understand and went into the woods a little ways. I opened the door to the driver's side and plopped in before reaching over and opening the door for Misha. After a few minutes he came barreling out of the forest and into the car. He sat in the seat on his doggy bed looking straight ahead. I just starred at him. He looked at me after a few seconds.

"Close the door," I said in a playful voice. He barked. I narrowed my eyes playfully "Misha," I said warningly, but a small smile pulled at the corners of my mouth. He looked at the door rope that I had been training him to use for occasions just like this. He grabbed it and closed the door before simply looking at me.

"Good Boy," I cooed and scratched behind his ear. I turned the car on and the engine roared to life. Before I sped down the road, the sound of the engine roaring throughout the forests.

After a few hours of driving we finally got to our location, well almost there. The sign "Welcome to Forks" was a comforting sight. There wasn't really a whole lot in town. A general store, a police station, gas station, and a couple diners I smiled at my new found home it was beautiful and everything about it was perfect. A soft ding came from the dash, and the low fuel gage caught my eye. I pulled into the marathon station. I needed to stretch and use the bathroom anyways.

As I pulled up into the only pump that was at the station, a truck pulled into the other one. I stepped out and made a kissing motion for Misha to come out. Misha quickly came out barking and leaping happily as he stood beside me. I undid the gas cap and put the pump in before going into the gas station to pay for my gas and use the restroom. As I went passed the truck a few men jumped out heading in as one of them pumped gas. They were all shirtless and tan all wearing similar kaki shorts. I was only guessing that they were from the Indian reservation nearby. As I passed the horde of shirtless men I could feel their eyes set in my direction. I brushed it off though figuring they weren't used to new residents in their small community.

I went into the gas station quickly going to the bathroom before grabbing a couple bags of combo's, diet dr. pepper and a couple bottles of water for Misha. I paid the small old woman behind the register and she smiled before telling me to have a good day.

I walked out of the gas station where Misha was sitting outside the door waiting patiently for me. I opened the bag of combos and threw one up in the air for Misha. He caught it effortlessly as he walked beside me. I walked past the truck over to my car, and I could feel the shirtless hoodlums watching my every move, and I couldn't help but get a sense of mystery that surrounded all of them. I pushed it aside and leaned against the car watching the numbers go up. Misha was sniffing around the lot, careful not to venture to far. I heard a whistle beside me and caught my attention as one of the shirtless men who decided to make conversation. I lifted my eyebrows looking up at him. He had a soft face and causal features, but a rockin' body. After I was done checking him out me looked up into his soft brown eyes.

"Nice ride," He said smoothly. His short cropped ebony hair and tan skin. I decided that since this was a small town, I should forget my New Yorker impoliteness and be nice.

"Oh, Thanks," I smiled sincerely. He stood their just looking at the car.

"1976 Chevy Impala GT," he said causally admiring the car genuinely. "Mint condition," He continued. I heard a couple others jump out of the truck as they saw this as an opportunity to admire the car. I only smiled and continued to watch the numbers go up.

"Could I see under the hood?" he asked hopefully. I smiled at him not looking him in the eyes. I wasn't used to people asking me that but perhaps it was normal for a small town I shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah sure," I said causally. "Just hold on one second," I said as I put the pump back and went I opened the driver's side door and popped the hood. Misha started barking suddenly at the man beside me I turned around to see Misha sitting in front of him. He reached down to stroke his head but Misha moved out of his way whimpering as if he were in pain. I narrowed my eyes in confusion before I looked into the man's face. I whistled and Misha darted into the front seat of the Impala. I looked at him and his pals had then started to congregate around the car. I felt uneasy but I pushed my feelings away and opened the hood. I allowed the bunch to look at the new double high rise engine that I had put in.

"That's impressive," He said smoothly. I nodded. He looked up at me with a smile. "Names Embry," He said politely extending his hand to mine. I smiled back, and took his hand.

"Brooke," I said simply. He let go turning his attention back to the car.

"How fast have ya got her?" Embry asked me curiously. Looking over the engine curiously.

"I've got her to 180," I said seriously. He whistled, impressed.

"Damn," He whispered. "Jake's would love to see this," He chuckled to himself a couple others nodded in agreement.

"She's a beaut," One behind me said. I turned to him about to see thank you, but he wasn't looking at the car. I looked away awkwardly.

"Thanks," I said with a laugh. I grabbed the top of the hood and shut it quickly. I turned to go back around to the driver's side, but Embry leaned up against the car looking at me curiously.

"What's a babe like you doin' in a little ole Forks?" he asked casually. I quirked an eyebrow at the nick name. I never even let my

"I believe I told you my name is Brooke," I said sharply but kept the smile, childish "oh's" went through the group. I shook my head. "But I just moved here," I explained. They all seemed interested then.

"You're the one that bought the old Murphy place?" one asked with surprise. I looked at him nodding.

"If that's the house off the Reservation, then yes," I said casually a bit confused as to why they were all so stunned. I walked around Embry whistling to Misha, who came quickly. I opened up the door and he jumped in over to his spot in the passenger seat.

"That's a real fix 'er upper," Embry said seriously.

"Yeah that's what the landowner told me," I chuckled lightly. I made a move to get in the car.

"Well hey, if you ever need any help we are more than willing," Embry smiled gesturing to the young men.

"I appreciate the offer," I smiled back. "It was nice meeting you," I said politely. I got into the car quickly starting it up and patting Misha on the head lovingly. As I was about to turn on the radio I watched as the crew of misfits piled into a truck and I watched with curiosity, noticing their similar tattoos on their upper right arms. I turned the keep in the ignition and the engine roared to life, I quickly drove out of the station, towards my new home.

I looked over at Misha with a small smile and he right back at me.

"This is a new start Misha, a new home, new friends, new school, a new life," I smiled brightly. Misha barked in agreement.

"And I'm so glad I have you to share it with me," I laughed as the tears in my eyes started to burn. Threatening to spill over. Misha whined and laid his head down in my lap. I patted him gently and sighed.

"It's fine just hard, ya know?" I whispered quietly to him driving aimlessly down the road. I looked in the rear view mirror to see the boys behind me. I flipped on the radio and started listening to my 80's rock music. Jamming to Prince and Death Leopard putting my elbow on the door and letting the breeze hit me in the face and one hand on the wheel. The cool breeze cooling my heated cheeks quickly, I looked in the mirror to see the boys still behind me. I could see them laughing and carrying on. I smirked at their cliché way of doing things in a small town, which I learned from the Hollywood movies.

Boys all graduated from high school no doubt and never left their hometown which in turn meant that they never left their mommy and daddy's sides. Still wishing they were in high school and never leaving. I rolled my eyes, I was hoping on making this my home for a few years before I darted for the next thing that perked my interest. Misha had started to fall asleep in my lap. He was all puckered out from the drive and I smiled softly down at him.

After about 15 minutes I came to a driveway and I turned slowly into it. The boys honked as they drove past. The drive to the little run down cottage was a bit bumpy, but nothing major. It was in the middle of a clearing between the two forest lines. There was about 2000 yards between the tree lines and went all way down to the lake that was about two miles from the house at the base of the hills. I smiled and hopped out of the car. Apparently the forest to the left of my home was Quileute land, and it was also the closest to my home. I opened the door to the car and stepped out smiling. It was perfect. It still had the basics gas, water, electric, and heating, but it was going to need some serious work.

I looked at my watch and decided that it was better now than later. It was only 1 o'clock and I didn't really have any furniture to move in and I wasn't going to buy any until I got the house redone. I looked down at Misha.

"How about a nice shower, some food, and a quick nap before heading into the hardware store?" I asked Misha. He only looked at me, and let out a small bark. I nodded. "Sounded good to me to," I smiled.


Later that night after going to the hardware store and a few other places, it was 9:30 and I was exhausted. I pulled my shirt over my head pulling my long, brown, wet hair out before I crawled into my bed, with Misha jumping in next to me. I turned off the light and cuddled into my nice fluffy pillow. The moonlight spilled in through the windows, and the sounds of wolves echoed off the trees, as I drifted aimlessly into slumber. Unknowing that soon my normal life would be a whole new adventure.