What would you do?

"As you can see Gatsby would have done damn near anything for Daisy. So with the knowledge you have I'm going to go around and ask you, what would you do. Starting with Isabella," My teacher said stopping in front of my desk.

I looked up and sighed. Just another pointless question that was dealing with our personal lives because she didn't have one. I place my shoulder length dark brown into a ponytail and shrugged my shoulders.

"You must have an answer," She pressed on.

"Fine, I would do anything for the right person but I have to know that their the right person and that I'm not being fooled by someone. Because you can't give yourself to everyone only one person and that's all that it should be given to."

The rest of the class went by in a blur. She asked a few more random questions that seemed more like get to know you questions. I was the first one out of the door when I heard the bell ring. No one to wait for and no one to chitchat with so I was half way down the sidewalk by the time the rest of the students were out of the building.

I know what your thinking a seventeen year old with no friends pathetic. Right? But it's not completely my fault my mother and I move around so much that there's no point in making any friends. My mother is the type of person that doesn't like to stay put in one place to long. She claims that it made her seem older when in reality she hasn't aged since her twenty first birthday.

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When I stepped into our apartment my mother was talking to herself. She looked over and gave me a huge smile. "Sweetie I have to talk to you really quick," She smiled.

"Ok, what do you want to talk about," I ask tossing my book bag onto the old love seat.

"We're, well your, moving to Forks and staying with your father for awhile."

"WHAT," I yelled staring at her in disbelief. Forks wasn't a good place for me. In fact I haven't seen that place since I was four. It was wet, green, and depending on the time of the year it was extremely cold. Great.

"Well I have a something I have to take care of for awhile and I can't bring you along this time. It's not like I don't want to baby it's just I'm not allowed to."

"Job? What job is forcing you to send me to live with my father in a tiny town called Forks?"

"I can't tell you. It's better if you were left in the dark about this one sweetie," She said give me the don't be mad at me look.

"Mom you work at a flower shop. How can you not tell me what your going to do?"

"Its not for the flower shop…"

I was dumbfounded me and my mother never kept anything from each other. We were like best friends and everything. I remember when she told me about the time she did speed or the time I told her I liked this guy but he was a little crazy, let just say that. But right now my mother was keeping something from me which wasn't ever good. Maybe it's better that I don't know. I just want to make sure she wasn't getting herself in to much trouble like the New Year party.

I looked in to my mothers eyes and smile softly. "Ok. When am I leaving?"

"In an hour so go pack."

Review pls. next chapter she'll be in Forks :-).