-*-New Surroundings-*-

Thank you to everybody who read my last chapter, I really enjoy writing this story! I just wanted to say that this story is set in the summer between Twilight and New Moon, Bella is about to be a Senior and Allie a junior. Enjoy

We rode silently from the airport. I think they knew I'd want to absorb as much of the ride as possible. I was in the back seat of Edwards silver Volvo, watching the green rush by. There was a wonderful breeze today, nice and warm, worlds away from the dry heat of Arizona.

It wasn't until we turned onto the main street of the town part of Forks that I finally broke my reverie. "Um..Bella? I thought Charlie lived on the other side of Forks away from La Push." I inquired. "Why are we on Main Street?"

Bella turned around with an apologetic look on her face. "Oops," She said, with a remorseful look on her face. "Sorry Allie, I forgot to tell you that we moved into town, a month or two ago." She sounded apologetic. "Charlie wanted to be closer to the station and since you wanted to move here...we needed more space."

I felt the guilt sink, I had made them move to a new house. I felt especially bad because as long as I could remember Charlie had lived in that house.

Bella must have noticed my guilty silence because she started up again. "Well it isn't just space reasons," She said quickly, "Charlie didn't want to have to drive in and out of town every day. And he has friends in the Rez-which we're closer to now-and we're closer to all the prime fishing grounds too." she grinned playfully at me.

I just nodded in return, not buying it mostly, and watched us turn off of Main Street and onto Park Avenue, the most creative street names in the world.

Edward drove past a row of handsome town houses before pulling in front of a beautiful three-storey brick one, flanked by neighbours on either side, with Bella's rusty truck and Charlie's police cruiser parked in the driveway.

I paused in the backseat, my hand on the door handle. I analyzed my new home; It was adorable, the whole town was adorable, and I'd always wanted to live downtown. It just felt strange thinking of living here, all of a sudden like this.

I finally pushed myself out the door and hopped onto the pavement, standing hesitantly by the car.

I saw Charlie open the front door, a large smile on his face. He came right up to me and gave me a big bear hug. "Allison, we are so happy to have you here again."

"Thanks dad, I'm glad to be here," I said, and looked at the house, "but you didn't have to move out of your old house just for me." I said with some remorse.

Charlie just shook his head smiling, before going to the trunk for my suitcase. "Here, Edward, let me help you with those bags," he insisted, trying to get the big cahoonah out of Edward's grasp.

Edward held the bag firmly "No, it's okay Charlie, I've got them" he responded, obviously trying to assert some sort of male dominance.

Bella rolled her eyes at the two. "Come on, I'll give you the tour." She offered, leading me through the door and into the front of the house.

The first thing I noticed was the staircase; it was to the left of the door built into the wall and went directly up to the next floor. The front door went straight into the living room, which looked cozy and warm, with a fireplace and a man sized flat screen. Beyond the living room was a small yet updated kitchen and small round kitchen table. Bella pointed out a small bathroom under the stairs.

She then led me to the second floor. "So, Charlie and I are on this floor." she gestured towards two bedroom doors.

She took me up to the next flight. "So we thought you wouldn't mind climbing up all these stairs, because you can have your own bathroom this way." She pulled open one of two doors, and it led into a delightful little bedroom.

The room was a light lavender, and bathed in light by the two large bench windows that overlooked the street. The ceiling was slightly slanted, normal considered this was an attic room. Between the windows there was a double sized bed, flanked by a plain white comforter and a bedside table. To the left, there was an old white desk and a bookcase. On the right, there was a chest of drawers and a small fireplace, and a plain white door that I assumed was leading to the bathroom. It was plain, but with a little love, it would be perfect.

Bella watched me anxiously. "So what do you think?" She fidgeted with her sleeves slightly. "The house is pretty old, built in the 40's I think." she babbled, eager to see my reaction.

I smiled at her. "I love it, it's perfect Bella," I said nearly laughing at her relieved face. "And I can't believe you or Charlie didn't want it."

She relaxed and smiled back at me. "Neither of us wanted to hike up here every day" she smiled playfully. "Oh, and the bathroom is through that door," She said pointing to the white door. "The closet is behind that door," She pointed to the other door out the room, "and Charlie's mancave-mediaroom is across the hall." She stood there surveying the room awkwardly "I…guess I'll go downstairs and see what I can make for dinner, and you can look around and get comfortable."

I smiled and nodded at her, before walking across the room into the bathroom.

It was small, like the rest of the house, but it was updated and clean, so it worked. The floor was classic black and white tiling, and there was one small window. There was a single porcelain sink close to the door, and a claw foot bathtub-shower combination near the window. Next to it was a built in shelf with towels and such.

I turned around to look at myself in the mirror above the sink. Egad! I looked as if I'd been in a plane and car for several hours. Which was true, but still, it wouldn't do to look like this any longer.

My white capris and light blue shirt looked rumpled, and my dark brown hair was all over the place. My hair was straight, so you'd think it wouldn't be insane, but somehow it always became dishevelled. I ran my fingers through it then tied it back in pony tail.

I suppose I looked like Bella, with my pale skin and dark hair, but I was several inches shorter, standing at 5'2". The biggest difference between us had to be our eyes. Bella had rich, doe like brown eyes, and I had dark green-blue eyes that weren't quite as round.

I heard Charlie and Edward bringing my bags into the room, so I walked out of the bathroom.

I smiled sweetly trying to reinsert myself as adorable younger sister. "Hey, thanks for getting my things for me, it's quite the way up." I chimed innocently.

Charlie looked out of breath but smiled anyway. He was nice like that.

Edward looked completely fine and didn't seem the least bothered by the several floor walkup. "It was no problem Allison," He smiled one of his fabulous smiles, "I would do anything to help out Bella's favorite little sister." I grinned at that comment, I think I liked this guy, he was perfect for Bella.

"So," Charlie cut in sounding breathy, "how about we go see if we can order a pizza or something, so Bells doesn't have to cook." He looked at us both, expectant.

"Okay, sounds good," I agreed, all for that.

Edward nodded in agreement, and followed Charlie's lead out of the room.

I walked after the two down the stairs. I thought that this was a place I could really thrive, and I couldn't wait to see what potentials I could reach here.

So in my mind, Allie looks a lot like Charlotte Casiraghi, when she was younger. If you don't know who Charlotte is, she is the fourth in line to the throne of Monaco, and a known equestrian and Gucci representative. She's good looking, but not extravagantly, and she looks like she could be a Swan, more or less.