Bella and I had sat next to each other on the plane. Charlie…dad picked us up in the cop car…I volunteered to sit in the back. I felt pretty bad ass for sitting in the back of a cop car. Don't ask why…I just did. Charlie tried to make small talk with Bella but she dismissed it with simple answers.
"So, Rae, are you still doing the whole softball thing or are you done with that?" Char- I mean dad asked me.
"I finished that last year. It really wasn't my thing anymore. I mean I still toss the ball around once in a while, but I don't play on a team anymore. I like going to concerts and reading more then anything," I answered truthfully.
He smiled at the long and truthful answer I gave him. I watched as the scenery passed by us and watched the people around us work. I put my headphones back in and listened to some All Time Low the rest of the ride back to the house.
Charlie pulled up outside the front of the house and turned off the car. We all got out of the car. I gazed at the house and saw these images flash through my head, like flipping through a photo album. It was pictures of Bella and I. We… we're twins? I looked at Bella and remembered the similarities between us that I saw in the mirror this morning. My face had stayed the same. My lips. My nose. My face shape. But that's all that stayed the same. I had blue eyes now instead of brown, but we did have the same brown hair besides me having purple strips. Charlie walked over to me and handed me my suitcase and looked at my hair.
"Oh, you got those new highlight things in your hair?" he asked lightly touching one.
I smiled, "Yeah its one of those things I'm into now."
He smiled and nodded, "You're not into drinking are you?"
I shook my head. I already had got drunk once and now I am repulsed by the whole idea of drinking. He smiled more.
"Good. I know Bella wouldn't….or I hope she won't," Charlie looked at Bella who was in her own little world looking at the house and everything around her.
"Trust me dad, she won't be doing that anytime soon," I whispered to him. He gave me a strange look.
"What?" I asked him.
"You never have called me dad before…you would always avoid the word," he told me and I bit the inside of my cheek nervously.
"Well should I stop?" I asked him causing him to quickly shake his head.
"Nope. No, I can get used to it. Change would always be nice."
I nodded before he led the way to the front door unlocking it and leading us inside. Again more images had flooded my mind with memories of being in this house and playing around outside and inside and creating my own adventures.
"I hope you guys like take out, because I have to go out to stock up the house again," he told us.
"I can get food," I offered, Bella glanced at me as we followed Charlie up the stairs.
"You don't have a car."
I shrugged, "I need to walk anyway. Besides I know what Bella and I like and what we…need as girls-"
"Okay, yup. You can go," he cut me off make me look down and smile and laugh inwardly. Charlie led us two our rooms which were across the hall from each other.
"I changed the cribs to beds and added dressers but other than that it's the same. You can paint your rooms there is a shop up the street and on the corner," Charlie informed us, "My room is downstairs call if you need me at all. I'm usually quiet when I get up. I'll be out of here before you guys wake up in the morning. I'm off on weekends."
Then he left us to unpacking heading downstairs to do what ever he usually does. I closed my bedroom door and started unpacking everything and putting my clothed and books where I wanted them in the dresser and on the shelves….the clothes being in the dresser and the books being on the shelves of course. After I finished that I put my laptop on the desk that Charlie must have had forgotten to mention and then I there my empty bag and suitcase in the closet and plopped back on my bed looking up at the ceiling. Everything seems so…real. Even if this is just some supernatural story.
I was broken from my thoughts when there was a knock on the door. I hopped off the bed and opened the door. I saw Charlie and he held out a wad of cash.
"Go crazy," he said before walking back downstairs. I chuckled before walking over to my dresser and pulling out a hoodie and pulled it on. I shoved the money in my pocket and headed out of the room I looked and saw Bella was looking out the window. I knocked on the open door. She turned and looked at me.
"I'm heading to the store now…so. Yeah," I told her before walking downstairs and shouted a goodbye to Charlie and walked out the front door. I looked headed down the road the same way we came. I looked around as I walked towards the store.
This seems so, normal. I just, maybe I don't want to go back home anymore. This feels like home now. I just- I don't know, where I was before feels like a story and this feels real…does that make any sense?
I reached the store and walked in grabbing a cart along the way. I spent at least three hours there. Mostly because I was thinking about what Charlie and Bella would like, and then I would constantly zone out getting hit with random memories of my supposed past making this seem all the more real. It was, not very, reassuring. I was starting to forget my real home. As I was get rung up I actually questioned myself about what I was talking about that this was my real home. I haven't been here one day yet and it was just, backfiring on me already. And what sucks is that I can only use the spell once for every book. I could book hop if I want to, but I want to meet Edward, or…see him before I go. I want to meet Rosalie and Alice and Emmitt and Jasper. I want to hug Esme and Carlile. I paid for the groceries and realized I have a bunch of stuff to carry. Awesome.
I grabbed all the bags out of the cart and started speed walking home not knowing that the bags could rip any given moment. I was ready to skip all the way home when one of the bags ripped.
"Mother fucker," I pouted.
"Need help?" I heard…HIM ask. I slowly looked up and saw it was Edward Cullen. My heart sped up.
"Um, m-maybe," I stuttered slightly. He smirked a little before picking up the things that I have dropped.
"Here let me take at least ten of those bags for you," he gently took the bags from my left hand. He held them with ease.
"Um, thank you," I ran a hand through my hair which then pushed my hood off my head, "I don't own a car…so I walked. If you don't mind, I'll lead you to my house and you can leave them on the front porch."
He nodded, "Seems reasonable."
I lead the way towards home and in my head I was repeatedly screaming 'oh my god'.
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