This counts for the first chapter too, since I forgot to do this. I do not own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. I can only write minor little pathways off this awesome book.

When I got off the plane, I spotted a cardboard sign with "BELLA" on it, waving back and forth. I found my way through the crowd and stopped in front of Charlie. He was a couple inches taller than me, with the same straight dark brown hair I had, and the same chocolate brown eyes. He looked so happy to see me; I just had to smile back at him.

'Hey kiddo, I'm glad to see you again. How are you doing? Is this all you have?' he asked pointing down at the single suitcase I had in my hand.

'Yes, I sorta packed in a hurry but I should be good with what clothing I have. I don't have any blankets or anything. I hope that's not a problem. If it is, we could just stop at a Walmart or something and I could buy what I need.'

'No no, its okay, I set your room up, and it has everything you need, blankets, pillows, everything. Its going to be a long drive home, so do you want anything to eat or drink because I'm going to get some coffee for the road.'

'I'll take a cappuccino please.'

We got our respective drinks, and headed for the car. Charlie was the police chief, so we got to ride in a police cruiser. The CB radio kept spouting random numbers, and giving locations. Charlie finally turned it off after a while, and silence ensued. An awkward silence, may I add.

'So I'll enroll you in the school tomorrow, so that's settled. It's small, but it's a very nice school. I'm sure you'll make a lot of new friends there,' he attempted to make conversation. I wasn't so sure about the friend part. I didn't have any friends in Phoenix, because I always stuck to myself, especially after I dated Rodney. I hope he's ok after what I did to him. That was part of the reason I had that argument with Renee. I must have been quiet for a while, because I heard Charlie say, 'Bella, are you ok?'

'Yeah Dad, I'm fine. I was just thinking. I'm sure the school will be very nice.' I tried to placate him.

'Oh Bella, I got you a car. Now it's old but it runs almost perfectly. It's an old Chevy truck. I got it off my old friend Billy Black, you remember him don't you?' he asked.

'Umm…I don't think I do….'

'Well you might remember Jacob, Billy's son. You know, from La Push?'

'Sorry I can't think of them. I recognize the names, but not the faces.'

'Ah well, you'll probably meet them sometime when you're here. Anyway, it's a good dependable truck. It's good for you' he said, brushing off the fact that I didn't know his friends that we had probably visited last summer.

'I'm looking forward to seeing it.' I said gratefully.

The car ride continued in companionable chit chat. When we go to the house, I saw the red Chevy truck. It was an older style, but I loved it. It looked like even if I got into an accident, I would survive with minimal damage to me and the car. We headed into the house, and Charlie dropped my suitcase off in my room upstairs saying 'I'll just leave you to unpack. You start school the day after tomorrow, so be ready. I'm glad you're here Bella, goodnight.'

'Goodnight Char..Dad, and I'm glad to be here too.' I looked around my room. The walls were a light blue color, with a honey colored wood floor. The bed was comprised of a darker blue comforter with light blue flowers running along the edges, and light blue sheets. The pillows had the same flower pattern, except that it was light blue with dark blue flowers. A nightstand of the same color wood stood next to the bed, with a blue shaded lamp on it. There was a desk, made of the same honey colored wood as the floor. It also had a blue shaded lamp on it, and a wooden chair in front of it. A honey colored wooden bookshelf stood against the wall near the window. I saw the closet doors, and opened them. It was a medium sized closet, and would fit more clothing than I had brought along. There were drawers along the one side of the closet

I started unpacking. Shirts went in the closet, as did the pairs of pants. My undergarments went into the drawers, and my shoes went onto a little rack below the clothing. I only had two pairs of shoes, sneakers and black flats, so I had a lot of room left on the little rack. After my clothing was unpacked, I went and unpacked my photographs. One was of me and my grandmother at her house in Maine, and the other was of the ocean in Maine, a wave was pounding into a rocky cliff. The photo couldn't capture the whole power of the ocean. Not even the most skilled painters could. I put the photographs on the bookshelf. My books went onto the bookshelf, filling up a shelf. I had two more shelves to fill on the bookshelf. I would have to go book shopping soon. It was dawn when I finally climbed into bed. The sun was just coming over the horizon when I fell asleep.