"You really don't need to do this." Mom said as she watched me packing my stuffs by the door frame of my room.

I sighed, we had had this same argument for the past few days. Ever since we moved back to Neah Bay before I was born, mom had worked at a small hospital in Port Angeles as nurse for as long as I knew. Though she was happy about her job, I knew she had always been dreaming about something more. Mom was a bright girl at high school, and if it was not for she was pregnant, and became a teenage mom before graduating, her application was almost guaranteed to be accepted in Ivy League. As I'm now sixteen, I decided it's time to allow the woman who raised me to fulfill her dream.

"It's fine, mom." I smiled reassuringly to her. "I heard that California has more sunshine than Washington, you'll have more fun there as a college student, maybe feel younger since you no longer need to watch over a moody teenage son like a mother hen all the time."

I had planned this with Jay, my older brother who lived with my father in La Push since mom left them almost seventeen years ago. We sent out mom's application without her knowing, and it was answered last week, served perfectly as an early birthday surprise for her. The plan was that I would moved back to La Push to live with my father, since mom would soon moved to California for her freshman year. Jay would be here to pick me up later tonight.

"Aren't that true, my little pain in ass." Mom chuckled and hugged me. As I had hit a growth sprout since puberty and towered over her 5'6" body easily, I picked her up and gave her a bear hug.

"I'll miss you." I whispered and kissed her by her cheek.

"Miss you too." Mom giggled and kissed me back. "Say hello to Sam for me when you arrived, and don't forget to call me and send me e-mail everyday."

"I will." I smiled and put her down, went back to finish my packing.

Sam was my dad, and he and mom were high school sweet heart when they were in school, they were married as soon as mom found out she was pregnant. Mom had never gotten over her postpartum depression after Jay was born, also she was tired of being a house wife when dad was always out working, they got into numerous heat argument before they found out mom was pregnant again with me, and it was the last straw. After they divorced. Mom got my custody as soon as I was born, while dad got Jay's.

The relation between our parents had gotten better in the past years, and we would spent our summer at La Push every year. So except for the fact that we didn't live together or share same last name, me and Jay were everything like normal brothers. A monstrous noise, soon followed by a car horn, was heard outside, indicating Jay's arriving. I moved my luggage downstairs and met him at door with mom.

"Hi mom, hi Will." Jay greeted us with his typical sunny smile while climbing out his F-150. "Holy crap, you've grown into a giant!" He eyed my now 6'6" body and whistled.

"Language Jay." I warned before mom scolded at his choice of words. "And says the one who is an inch taller."

We then went to the diner nearby, before Jay dropped mom at my home in the past sixteen years and hit the road. We exchanged our boring life and threw trash talks to each other on the one-and-half hours trip back to La Push.

"Seriously Will, with a nice building body like this and you haven't got into any girl's pants in your school?"

"Is this how you wooed Bells?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

Bells, better known as Bella Swan, was the only daughter of Chief Swan, under who dad served as his deputy at Forks Police Station. Jay and Bella had known each other since they were in diaper, and Bells was Jay's pet name for Bella, while she called him Jake.

"You're not fun." Jay groaned and I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever, how was Billy?"

Billy was Chief of the Quileute people and an old friend with Chief Swan, and he was now in wheel chair since the car accident that took his family. Although he had lost so much, he never hesitated to help those in need, and practically took in dad as his own, when our grandfather went away and our grandmother drown herself in bottles. Billy was more a grandfather figure to us than the grandfather we had never met.

"Same old Billy, still goes to Forks and watches games with Charlie and Harry every weekend."

Charlie was the name of Chief Swan, and Harry was mom's uncle who lived at La Push.

"Oh this does remind me that Billy and dad had planned a welcome home party at Charlie's tomorrow night, before the day you started at Forks high."

Although we had tribal school at La Push, Jay went to Forks high as soon as he graduated from middle school instead, since Bella was in there. As a result, I would transfer to Forks high as well, he and Bella were senior while I was junior though.

As soon as we drove into drive way in front of dad's cottage, dad came out of the house and pulled open the car door at my side, he gave me a tight hug and said, "welcome home, Will."