1. Forks

When I was younger, people would always mistake Ella and I for one another, which nowadays I find hard to believe. We're were so different, not just personality wise but in looks too. Ella had long wavy hair that reached to her waist, whereas mine just reached passed my shoulders and was straight most of the time (thank god for straighteners!) She was skinny and was around five foot seven, I was average and was around five foot nine. And lastly, but not least, she had chocolate brown doe eyes and I had bright crystal blue eyes.

And we're twins.

Don't get me wrong, we do look alike; we have the same face, eyes, nose, ear shapes. I mean, if you just looked at our faces with our eyes closed, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference. But thanks to the differences I listed out, you would.

Our personalities were totally different; where Ella would rather stay home and read a book, I would chill out with friends. She was more of a open book, whereas I could easily hide my emotions and thoughts. She was not confronting person and I would shout in people's faces.

We're kind of like yin and yang in that aspects, which is why I love my sister enough to go through with this stupid plan.

You see, our mother remarried a man named Phil and surprisingly enough, I liked Phil, so did Ella. But the only bad thing about the relationship was that Phil was always travelling due to his job. Seeing how much this upset our mother, Ella came up with a plan.

Ella came to me with the plan a few weeks back and I didn't know why but I found myself agreeing to the plan, soon finding myself about to board a flight to Forks, Washington, to live with our birth father, Charlie Swan.

I wasn't very into this plan as Ella was, as she thought it would be a great opportunity to spend some quality time with our father before we went to college. I happened to disagree, why would I want to spend time with the man who nearly missed out on all of our childhood? Yeah, we saw him a couple of times in the summer but it wasn't the same as actually being their for your children.

"Girls" our mother muttered just before we were about to board the plane, grabbing both our hands. "You two don't have to do this."

Ella gave a graceful smile towards our mother and pulled her into a hug, their last hug. As they pulled out of the hug, Ella stated "I want to."

Then mom turns to me, tears shining in her eyes. It pained me to see her like this, but I know it also pained her not to be with Phil properly and well, she has sacrificed a lot for us in the last seventeen years.

So, forcing a smile on my lips, "Me too." I lied through my teeth. She could tell I was lying, but pulls me into a hug anyway, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Tell Charlie I said hi."

I pulled away from the hug and linked arms with Ella, whom said "We will."

"I'll see you two soon," she insisted. "You can come home whenever you want - I'll come right back as soon as you need me."

I knew though if we came back, then she would have to go back to not being with Phil properly.

"Don't worry about us," I stated, holding tighter onto my sister next to me. "We'll look out for each other."

Ella smiled sadly, "Love you mom."

After one last group hug, both Ella and I got on the plane, knowing it was the right thing to do.

Throughout the four-hour flight from Phoenix to Seattle, I was bored out of my mind. I tried drawing and even playing games on my phone, but nothing could keep me entertained like that book was doing for Ella.

I took the book out of her grasp, despite her protests and read the title. "Wuthering Heights? I thought that was a movie?"

She took the book back, giving me a small glare, "Yes, but it was originally a book."

Bored, I asked with my arms folded over my chest "What's it about?"

"A love story, well," she glances away from the book as she narrowed her eyes. "Sort of."

"Sort of?" I questioned, leaning against the window slightly.

Ella sighs, "Are you really interested in the book? Or you just looking to me for entertainment?"

I shrugged, "Both I suppose."

"Well if you're so interested in it then, why don't you buy yourself a copy and read it?"

I made a face, "Firstly I'm more of a wait for the movie kind of girl," Ella rolled her eyes at that as she tried to return to her book. "Secondly, I'm not actually interested, I'm just hoping we could pass the time."

"By what? Talking about a book you're not remotely interested in?" Ella countered, not looking up from her book.

"Can't I just get to know my twin sister better?"

"That depends, is mom paying you again?"

I gave a fake gasp and put my hand to my chest, "You wound me Ells."

"You'll live." It was another couple of moments of silence between us when Ella spoke, "Do you remember when we were last there?"

I didn't even need to ask what she was talking about as I looked out the small window, seeing the endless blue sky. "When we were thirteen; it was his birthday."

"I wonder if he's changed at all."

"Probably not," I stated, "Charlie never really changes."

"Angie!" Ella hissed at me and I rolled my eyes, "You better not call him that to his face. He's still our dad."

"Yes mom."

The conversation stopped there, which was for the best. Both Ella and I have been getting into a lot of arguments because of this move. Though I wanted mom to be happy, I thought we could at least wait a little while until college. Ella disagreed, saying it would be good for us.

How she managed to convince me of this plan I'll never know, but when we told our parents about the plan, they were both confused about why we were doing this, more mom than Charlie. He had been okay about the whole thing, giving us calls everyday about arrangements and whatnot. It was mainly Ella who talked to him about it, I was just in the background.

When we landed in Port Angeles, it was (surprise, surprise!) raining. I groaned at the weather, already missing Phoenix.

We found Charlie waiting by his cruiser and I groaned again at the sight. This was the last thing I needed, been driven in a cop car. You see, our dear father was the Police Chief Swan of the small town of Forks and while Ella found it exciting, I found it stupid. If I go out to a party now, he will be like "Is there going to be alcohol?"

Ella ran over to our father and gave him a giant hug, which he gladly returned. Whereas I only gave him an awkward side hug, which Ella glared at me for.

"It's good to see you girls," Charlie smiled at the both of us as he grabbed a hold of both of our suitcases, taking them from us. "You two haven't changed a bit. How's Renee?"

I answered, "Mom's fine."

"It's good to see you too Dad." Ella said, throwing me another look. Charlie put our suitcases in the cruiser and as he did, Ella leaned towards me and whispered "Be nice."

Wasn't I at least being polite?

When we got strapped into the car, Ella in the back and I in the front passenger seat, Charlie said "Found a good car for you girls, really cheap."

Ella smiled in the back, "That's great dad."

I narrowed my eyes towards him, suspicious, "What kind of car?"

"Well, it's a truck actually, a Chevy."

"Where did you get it from?"

"Do you remember Billy Black from La Push?"

At the same time as Ella said "Yes" I said "No", which made her glare at me again.

"He used to go fishing with us during the summer," he prompted.

Sorry Charlie, I normally hide away memories that involve you. I didn't actually say that, now that would be rude of me. Instead, I said "Oh yeah."

"He's in a wheelchair now," Charlie continued on, "so he can't drive anymore, and he offered to sell me his truck cheap."

"That was nice of him," Ella commented.

I wasn't buying it. "What year is it?" His facial expression changed and I knew I caught him somewhere.

"Well, Billy's done a lot of work on the engine – it's only a few years old, really."

I pushed on. "When did he buy it?"

"He bought it in 1984, I think."

"Did he buy it new?"

"Well, no. I think it was new in the early sixties – or late fifties at the earliest," he admitted sheepishly.

I groaned as I leaned back in my seat, Ella quickly saying "Dad, it's nice of you and all, but we don't really know anything about cars. We wouldn't be able to fix it if anything went wrong, and we couldn't afford a mechanic…"

Charlie looked from me to Ella before returning his eyes on the road. "Really, girls, the thing runs great. They don't build them like that anymore."

"How cheap is cheap?"

This was when Charlie really struggled, "Well, girls, I kind of already bought it for you. As a home-coming gift."

My eyes widened as Ella gasped, "You didn't need to do that Dad, we were going to buy one ourselves."

"I don't mind. I want you both to be happy here." He looked away at the road when he said this, obliviously feeling embarrassed about what he just confessed.

"Thanks Dad!" Ella examined happily.

I gave a small, the smallest it could be, smile towards our Dad and nodded, "Yeah, Dad, that's really nice. Thanks. We appreciate it."

From the corner of my eye I saw a little blush on my father's cheeks. "Well, now, you're both welcome."

After that, I just stared out the window beside me, as Ella and Charlie conversed about the weather. I wasn't gunna deny it for a second, Forks wasn't that bad of a looking place. Though the amount of green I saw made me feel that I was entering a rain forest.

So lost in my thoughts, I almost didn't see a flash of black within the forest. But I did and I jumped up at the sight of it. Before I could get a good enough look though, we had driven past it, making me look over my shoulder to try and catch another glimpse, but it was gone.

"What is it Ang?" Charlie asked, muttering my past nick name under his breath. "Did you see a bear?"

A bear? I looked around to Charlie in question, who quickly went into action and explained:

"There have been some sightings of bears in the woods, so please girls, don't go out there. It's too dangerous."

Ella shook her head, "We won't go out there Dad, don't worry." She looked at me directly as in warning.

I just shrugged my shoulders and went back to looking out the window. Sometime after that, we got to Charlie's. Charlie lived at a small three bedroom house that he and Mom got during they're early marriage days. In front of the house was our new, well, I say new because it was new to us, but it looked like an old thing. But it surprisingly looked okay at the same time.

When we got out of the cruiser, Ella ran over to the truck and examined, "Wow Dad, it looks great! Thanks!"

I stood next to Charlie as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm glad you like it El."

I looked up to Charlie and asked, "Do you need help with the suitcases?"

He just shook his head, "No, you girls go to your rooms." Charlie gave me the keys to the house and I waved Ella over as I made my way over to the porch. Ella followed and we were soon greeted with hallway and living room that never seemed to change. Ella brushed passed me and went upstairs and after a good glance around the living room, I soon followed.

Both my and Ella's rooms were down opposite halls, with Charlie's and the bathroom being in the middle. When I got upstairs, I automatically went to the left, where my room would be. I opened the door to see that nothing had really changed since I was thirteen, apart from there being a single bed there was now a double bed. Near the window was a desk and next to that desk was a wardrobe and dresser. I walked over to the window and stared outside to the never ending all green forest.

I guess it wouldn't be too bad here, but I was getting out the first opportunity I got.

Interrupting my thoughts, Charlie came into the room, causing me to turn around as he puts my suitcase down on my double bed that barely fit the room.

"I hope you don't mind," Charlie began nervously, "But we're going round Billy's tomorrow for dinner. Well, we don't have too, if you're too tired, we won't go. But I thought you girls could meet Jacob - Billy's son. He's around your age and I think you girls might be able to be good friends with him."

I thought about it before saying an outright no. I mean, from what it appeared, Charlie was trying to build a relationship with me and Ella and he already scored brownie points with the truck. So the least I could do was agree to go to Billy's tomorrow and try and make friends with Jacob.

So, I nodded as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Yeah, that would be nice."

Charlie brightened up and said "Great, I'll let Billy know." He looked nervous again and gestured to my suitcase. "I'll leave you and your sister to unpack."

And then he was gone, closing the door behind him, leaving me with my thoughts that maybe staying with Dad wouldn't be that bad of an idea.