Four day's went by alarmingly fast. I'm now sitting on my fathers private jet heading towards my new home Forks. I remember that my mother had begged me for almost an hour to come out of my room and talk to her after my dad left. But I didn't have the strength to see her. After a few hours and the insatiable smell of Chinese take out, I relented my campaign and left my room. I found my mother sitting with Phil in the living room on the tan love seat. The TV was on but neither one was watching it. They were both whispering about something. I was planning on walking up on them stealthy sneaky like but instead found myself sprawled across the floor, having kicked a chair leg. Curse my clumsiness.

My mother and Phil both looked up at me. "Oh sweat Heart." Renee cried " are you Okay?'

"Yes. I'm fine mom. Got any more food for me?"

"Of coarse we do sport." Phil laughed "sesame chicken, fried rice and an egg roll, like always."

"Thanks Phil." I said taking my food and a pair of break away chopsticks.

"Phil honey, I really think you should go out and get that um... Thing we were talking about?" Mom said uncertainly.

What...Oh right that thing I'll be back soon." Phil said before practically sprinting out the house.

"What's up with Phil?" I asked

"Nothing dear. I do want to talk to you though."

I sat myself down in Phil's previously occupied seat next to Renee. "Shoot" I said looking down at my food box.

"Well you know how much I love you Right? I love you a lot. So I don't want you to be angry at me or think I don't love you but, well I wont be going with you to Forks. I have a life with Phil here and your almost a grown up and I left Forks behind me I cant go back and live there again. I was born in America and I would like to die here. I'm sorry I can't be there in that way. But don't think for one minute that I wont visit when you need me and you had better Skype me every day, or at least four times a week. And perhaps Phil and I can visit on holidays and maybe we can convince your dad to let you come home here once in a while. What do you say?"

"I would like that. I would like it even more If I didn't have to go. But I would like your version to."

Good I'm glad. Hay perhaps I can come in a couple months and take you Christmas shopping Forks only redeeming quality was it's fabulous shops." After that we laughed and played games like any other night. Then for the next three days my mother, Phil and I tackled the challenging act of packing all my stuff. I was really going to miss them and home a lot.

"Bells" My dad said waking my from my reverie. "Look out the window."

There it was Forks. A large gray castle could be seen even from this height.

" Now we're going to land at Forks international Airport and from their take a limo ride up thru the heart of Forks and into your new home. Castile Swan."

The great part about Forks, is that it's capital city is also named Forks. Nothing like keeping it simple. I remember a vow that I made that When I ruled Forks I was going to rename some of the cities to the names of: Spoon, Knife, Napkin, Plate, Glass, and of course the ever amazing Spork. I smile slightly as we touched down. Like a great man once said. "Who ever said I can't amuse my self?"

My father Stood beside My chair and smiled down at me offering his hand to help me up. As the doors opened the crescent shaped scar on my left palm began to itch.