Disclaimer: I own nothing but Mia, I do not own Twilight I just own Mia, I own nothing

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Mia, I do not own Twilight I just own Mia, I own nothing.

Note: Thank you to my readers, I was pretty shocked anyone reviewed it was a spur of the moment type of thing. Thank you.

Note: I might put some pictures into what my character look like in my story.

Chapter Two

The plane was crowded, and it didn't help sitting in a tight seat with my bulging belly. I was hot and sweaty, and the guy next to me was picking his nose and making me gag I almost threw up twice. I mean the guy looks about forty, what is he doing looking for gold.

The stares an whispers that I had gotten when I had gotten from the plane, where something that I had gotten used too over time. But it still left a pain in my heart, nobody new my story nobody new what I had endured; they probably thought I was a slut and couldn't keep my legs closed.

I was this close to decking the too old women sitting across from me a few feet away. They have both been giving me the stink eye ever since I had gotten on the plane. I clenched my to my seat so tightly that you could see the blue veins through my fair skin.

I hadn't moved my hand from the arm rest until the plane landed.

I wobbled my way through the terminal with my old green holy messenger bag that rested on my shoulder. I hated not being able to move around so much, I used to be very athletic I was into ballet, jazz, and tap. Now I could barely get out of a chair, without difficulty.

I made my way through the crowd of people, holding onto my belly tightly making sure to protect the life growing inside me. I surveyed the crowd looking for my Aunt, I surveyed for a few minutes until I heard my name being screamed through the Airport.

"MIA!" Came My Aunt Nellie's

I pushed through a few people almost knocking them to the ground. There stood my Aunt Nellie standing there, jumping on the balls of her feet in excitement.

My Aunt was very eccentric women in more ways than one, her personality was something you could not even describe. She would always break into a song, or say random poem as she walked around the house. Ha and sometimes I'd be in the kitchen making dinner when I would have my yearly visits over her house when I was younger, she would grab me around the waist and twirl me around and we sing and dance. Every visit with her was a new experience, you can say I never get bored.

Not only is my Aunt eccentric in personality, personal appearance would stop a blind man on the sidewalk. She was a petite woman, pale skin almost glowing like Helena Boham carter. Her eyes were Gray with a tint of green, her lips were full and pouty. Her hair was a dark brown barley touching black. She always had her hair in a scraggly way in pigtails, braids, French braids. She had random trinkets floating in her hair, stuff we collected in our travels around the world.

"Aunt Nellie!" I screeched as I wobbled over to her throwing my arms tightly around her.

"I Missed you so much" I sobbed into her neck, letting the tears pour down my porcelain pale skin.

"Me to Luv" She said as she brushed back my Sliver curly hair from my neck.

I hadn't seen my Aunt since I was about nine, my mother never approved of they way she lived. When my Aunt and Mother grew up together they had never gotten along, my mother was more of the sophisticated quiet type; while my Aunt had an eccentric wild side.

My yearly visits stopped when I was nine, because my Mom thought she was a bad influence on me. Aunt Nellie was more like a mother to me then my own. I mean my mother and I were so different; me and Nellie were so much alike. We had same style in clothes, we liked the same movies and books.

Sometimes I wished that she was my mother.

"Let me get a good look at you" My Aunt sniffed as she held me at arms length.

She gave me a warm smile "Beautiful" She said taking her smooth hands and rubbing my cheeks.

I gave a blush and looked down, I never thought I was beautiful; I thought I was quit strange looking. I had sliver shoulder length curly hair, sapphire eyes, my lips were plump and cherry red; my skin was pale and smooth.

I looked like a porcelain doll; I was weird.

"How is my Godchild?" She asked as she rubbed my swollen belly

I gave her a warm smile "The Baby is doing good its quit a kicker" I began with a laugh " I think I might be a soccer Mom" I told her

"You don't know the sex yet?" She asked with a furrowed brow

I never really wanted to know the sex of the baby yet; I wanted it to be a surprise.

"I want it to be a surprise" I said rubbing my stomach.

She rubbed my cheek gently "Come on lets get you home"

I slept most of the way there; I was tired from the plane ride. I loved this town of forks, it was so green and warm. It rained there more than any other place in America. I know its weird to like the rain, but to me its comforting its like the rain washes away all the bad things you are going in your life; well maybe not the events but the feelings.

"Where here Luv" came my Aunt's soothing voice.

I gave a loud yawn, and opened my eyes. My Aunt's house was small, it was a two story home, and the house was painted different colors raging from burgundy to orange. She had hubcaps glued to the walls of the house, lawn gnomes scattered everywhere with pink flamingos; cactus's covered the gardens.

"let's get you inside" She said holding the passenger side open for me

I made my way slowly up the stones steps that led up to the house; I was greeted by chewing on the legs on my paints.

"Hello frado" I said to my Aunt's pet pig.

The last time I saw Frado he was a black ball of hairy fuzz, now he was all blubber with a dripping snout.

"He got big" I said looking up at my Aunt "Still feeding him Oreos" I said smirking at the empty package on the floor.

My aunt held her head up high and picked up the wrapper from the floor "I have no idea what you're talking about" she huffed.

"of course" I said rolling my eyes.

. Her house was a mixture of all different colors, blues, purples, violet, scarlet, burgundy, sapphire, and maroon. Knick knacks filled up half the room, from the things she found in flee markets. Charms dangled from the ceilings, moons, stars, hearts, four-leaf clovers, butterflies, half-moons, full-moons, suns, stars, and etc. bright colors of shear sparkled fabric swooped from the ceilings that connected to other parts of the ceiling.

All of the furniture was white; and splashed with dozens of colors; you could barley make out the white. The walls sparkled with sliver, purple, gold, green, red, pink, orange, maroon, blue, and yellow.

The living room rug was once white, but was covered with different color paints. Easels were scattered all over the floor, paint brushes, tubes of paint, blenders, brushed; covered the whole floor. Her art work covered the walls of the entire living room.

"Your house has not changed as much" I said following her into the kitchen

The kitchen was small, the walls were bright yellow; covered in a bunch of stickers. The fridge was a bright orange, and the stove was a lime green. The cabinets were a sky blue, splattered with different colors. In the center of the room, it was black with shimmering sparkles; it was the same with the chairs.

"Come sit" My Aunt said pulling out a chair for me "I get you something to eat"

I gave her a smile, and dropped my bag to the floor.

"Sorry I don't have much" she said placing strawberry Pop Tart in front of me "But it was kind of a shock when your Mother called"

I bowed my head "Yeah I was surprised too" I said pushing the neon yellow plate in front of me "Mom couldn't handle the pregnancy" I whispered

I felt her hand touch mine gently " I wasn't shocked about you coming to stay with me" she began "To be honest your Mother I don't think was met to be a parent"

I gave a laugh that was firkin sure; some times I wonder why my mother even had me.

"Mia I didn't know you were pregnant" she said squeezing my hand

My head shot up "What!" I said "She didn't call you?" I asked shaking my head

My aunt shook her head "No Luv" She began "You know me and your Mom were never on good terms"

I gave a nod "Your Mother told me everything when she called me to take you in" she said taking my hand and rubbing my cheek.

"I'm very sorry what happened to you" She whispered to me

She new about the rape. "I couldn't get an abortion" I said as silent tears fell down cheeks " It was not the Babies' fault they way it was conceived" I said brushing my tears away.

"Your Mother decision to drag you down to the clinic was absurd" she said with malice in her voice, not towards me but to my mother.

"Sometimes I wonder if-she ever loved me" I said rubbing my eyes.

My Aunt was silent after that, she didn't know what to say; a part of her new that my Mother never loved me.

"Well" she said patting my hand "You start school tomorrow" She said changing the subject

'Great' I thought

I had enough problems with my school, which consisted of 5,000 students. Now in a small town with at least 360 students word is going to spread like wild fire. I will be known as the school slut again.