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Chapter 2:

Dear diary,

The plane ride is awful, I have never had to travel this far before and when I tried to look up where I was going I could not find any information about the travelling experience to be. Mum never said bye to me this morning, to be honest I think she was secretly glad that I was going to be out of her hair for a year. My taxi to the airport was 20 mins late, so it's a good thing I never missed my flight or my connection to Washington. I had never been on a plane before, so I did not expect one so big, I mean it was enormous, very scary. The second plane to take me into Seattle just outside of f/Forks was not that big though, and very old/tatty looking to be honest I was worried that it was going to break and that we were all going to die. And by all, I mean the total of about maybe 10 people that were on the plane. For the whole journey I was trying to imagine what forks is like and right now I am thinking that it is very miniscule. At the airport when I got in a taxi and asked for forks Washington, the guy gave me a side look like I was insane, and he had never heard of the place before. Its starting to make me wonder what kind of place this is

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"Miss I will have to drop you here, I mean it is the outskirts of forks, but still forks all the same, my company doesn't cover this area, to be honest I am not sure if any taxi companies actually do"

"But we are in the middle of nowhere, I mean there is a sign saying forks, but not much else, how do I get to the town from here?"

"It's about a 20 minuet walk straight ahead I think, sorry miss I know it's an inconvenience at least the rain has lightened up"

"Oh okay, thanks sure, keep the change"

The Rain may have subsided, but It looks like a swamp, the ground is muddy and soggy, the kind of mud that you would expect to see surrounding a swamp in the middle of the rainforest, not on the side of the road on the outskirts of a town. Looking at the road ahead I realised that it is treacherous looking, I would probably slip and break my neck if I tried to walk it, so I decide to walk through the forest instead, seems a lot safer.

The fact that I don't know where I am going should freak me out, but walking through the greenery of the forest, I feel at peace, it carries a sort of serenity for me, making me feel like this journey could have been worth it all for me; if only it is for having found that quiet place in the world where I can hide for society and find peace like I have always wanted. Climbing over fallen down trees, I notice all sorts of forest kindling on the ground, broken and crunched as if a hundred deer have run freely through the forest. Closing my eyes and smelling the fresh wet leaves I can almost imagine it for myself, if I listen carefully it's like I can almost hear them running through the trees, scared of the possible predators that they may encounter.

I'm glad I chose to wear my old turquoise dungarees with and long-sleeved undershirt today, and my black & white dotty dock martins' boots, it allowed for easier trekking through the forest. Though the trek was making me feel very hot, so I tied my rain coat around my waist and secured my backpack to my back to ensure I don't lose any of my possessions. It's a good job I am not like other materialistic girls, with multiple suitcases and bags of shoes, as I don't think that I could trek through the forest carrying all that material bullshit.

I must have been clambering through the forest for at least 30 minutes, when I come to a small clearing, where houses are slightly visible. Walking towards it I can hear the mumblings of people. Realising this I speed up the catch them before they disappear, if only to be able to ask them which way it was to Monkton street as this is where I would be able to find Charlie, no.31 Monkton street. In a small town I suppose that it couldn't be too hard to locate, someone must know where it is.

"I'm so sorry lee, I went down there to pick her up but she was not there, I couldn't even find out if she missed the flight or got a ride from someone, the guy at the desk looked at me like I was some crazy stalker and said that I'm not a direct relative so he cannot release that information and that he also doesn't know the whereabouts of all his passengers if and when they have left the premises"

"Its fine Jake, if she doesn't show up by six tonight i I will contact her mum to make sure that she made it to the plane, at least then we will have some idea where she is coming from" replied a gruff but caring voice.

"does she even want to be here? I mean did she have a choice?"

"I don't think that choice came into the equation, though that is normally the drill when it comes to Renne"

That's when I realised that It was Charlie I was listening to, and they were discussing me.

"I bet she is some stuck-up new Yorker, I hope for your sake though that she is not"

"Jake she is still my daughter watch what you say"

I decided that I may as well show myself, especially seen as this smart-ass idiot was already making assumptions about me.

"Well for a stuck-up new Yorker I suppose I did pretty well at finding the place, what do you think. Jake?"

"Isabella is that you, I wouldn't have recognised you, don't you look grown up"

"Hi Charlie, yeah I suppose I have grown up since you last saw me, sorry that I am a bit muddy the taxi driver refused to drive through forks, so I cut through the forest to get here, I can strip off before I go in if you like, mum usually makes me do that, she hates the dirt"

"Oh no Isabella there is no need for that, its always dirty here, you can just remove your shoes in the foyer, lets get you inside you must be freezing, winter here is always very cold and wet, you will get used to it. "

"It's Bell or Bella actually, I don't really go by my full name"

"Oh, sorry bell it is, come on in"

"Hey Lee, I am gonna head out, the guys are waiting for me, Nice to meet you...Isabella! see you soon"

"Bye Jake thanks for you help"

With that Jake jumped into his black truck and sped off, not giving me a second glance, things are not looking good on the friend front so far.

"Lets got shall we" Charlie says

I followed Charlie into the foyer and removed my shoes as they were covered in mud. The foyer was of basic décor, wood panels walls in pine colourings and tan tiled floors, with a small grey mat in the entry way.

"So, I always leave all footwear here, you know for easy access and to prevent brining in the dirt with us, Forks tends to be wet and slushy most of the year round, with the odd dry day here and there, so it is important to have somewhere to store it all. There is an umbrella rack over there, help yourself if you ever need one there are plenty, and rain coats are stored on the hooks, we will have to get you a sturdier one that just that Mack you are carrying around with you."

"Oh, thanks Charlie, mum is shipping over the rest of my stuff soon, but to be honest there was not bad weather like this in new York, just the odd rain shower, so I don't have clothes suitable"

"Don't worry we will get it sorted in the next few days"

"Let me show you the rest of the house"

I followed Charlie through the rest of the house, after exiting the foyer we entered the hall, it is beautiful with marble tiled floors and light blue walls and big windows at the far end, showing the forest, allowing light to illuminate the room. In the middle of the room was a large wide staircase leading upstairs. On the left of the hall is the kitchen, with grey hard wood floors and white walls, the counter tops are grey marble to match the floors with an old styled fancy burner cooker and a giant American styled double door fridge freezer. One whole side of the kitchen has a glass windowed wall too, also showing off the forest, there is also a double glass sliding door, which leads out to the terrace and the gardens, of which I cannot see much unless I go out there, as it is now getting dark. To the right of the hall is the living room, with white hard wood floors and apricot walls, also with more large windows, I'm starting to think that Charlie really likes light and the view of the forest. There is a large white fireplace, with a TV above it, bigger than one I have ever watched before, and apricot sofas/chairs. It is beautiful and calming. Upstairs there are Two bedrooms, one which is Charlie's and very refined/tidy, and then mine.

"I haven't brought any furniture other than the bed and wardrobe, I figured you could decorate it how you want to"

"umm ok thanks"

There is also a on suit bathroom off my bedroom, with a claw foot bathtub and a shower, basic toilet and sink/mirror. All decorated in duck egg blue and white tiles. Very calming. There is also an office, which Charlie said is for work and asked that I don't enter, since he is a detective and has sensitive files on the computer. The house is huge and unlike anywhere I have ever had the chance to live well stay before.

"There are fresh towels in the cupboards at the end of the hall, why don't you go wash up and settle in a bit and I will order take out for around 8pm, what do you think, do you like Chinese?"

"Thanks that sound like a good idea, and yeah I love Chinese"

"Okay then sounds like a plan"

"Oh... and Charlie, thanks again for everything"

"Anytime Bell"

Dear diary,

Maybe this trip can be the start of a new life for me, maybe it won't be as bad as I was thinking it would be, maybe I wont just be a burden to Charlie like I am for my mum, I guess only time will tell.

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