It was a supposed 3-day drive to where we were going. From Colorado to where? I was so confused. I was so curious!

We stopped in a hotel room again the second night, in northern California. We were only driving further north, now. "Are we going to live near the beach?" I asked excitedly. "Is that why you said I may or may not want a bathing suit? Because the water is cold but I might want to swim anyway?" I asked Miles and Shane animatedly. They were sharing a bed and gave me my own. I smiled at their kindness. We could afford as many rooms as we wanted, I was sure, but we wanted to be together.

"I don't know." Shane replied, cutting off Miles from what he was about to say. But from twin intuition, I knew Miles was going to agree.

"Yay!" I said, staring at Miles face, which turned bright red when he knew he had given it away.

Shane rolled his eyes. "I hate it when you guys do that! I feel so out of it." He turned the lights off and I snuggled into the surprisingly comfortable bed. I hated hotels but this wasn't that bad. Well... I hated the thought of moving, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad either...

"LEE!" Miles yelled very close to my ear. I groaned and rolled around, smacking him in the head in the process.

"You fucking suck," I told him. "That's the worst wake-up call ever."

He stuck out his tongue at me as I opened one eye, and then pushed my face back into the pillow.

"You know you love me as your alarm clock!" He replied. "Well... better me than Shane." He laughed, and I heard Shane's booming laugh in the background.

I got up and got dressed. It was cold in the room but I didn't mind. I lived in Colorado for Christ's sake. I was used to boarding down snowy slopes! I welcomed the cold to the hot. So did my brothers. I figured that's why we were going north and not south.

"Dress warmly," Shane told us. "The weather for—Well... it's cold where we're going today."

I rolled my eyes and sighed. I put on tights with knee high socks underneath. Then I put on high boots and a skirt. I had on a nice, warm long sleeve shirt and put a brown leather jacket with wool on the inside and a matching scarf on with those. I put my gloves in my bag, deciding against wearing them. "Is this warm enough?" I asked, laughing. They looked at me, and Miles actually giggled.

"Will you and please put on some ear muffs, too?" He said. "That would be fabulous."

I burst out into giggles, and Shane laughed. "Did you just say fabulous in a serious sentence?" He asked, and Miles turned a darker colour.

"I am around Lee too much! I swear," he complained and I laughed more, getting into the car. We were once again following Shane.

"Don't worry, Charley," Shane assured me. "We'll be there soon and you won't have to wonder anymore." With that he shut my car door, jumped into his van, and we all drove away.

WELCOME TO OREGON...

WELCOME TO WASHINGTON...

WELCOME TO FORKS...

Forks? What the hell? Where is that? Maybe we're just passing through... Forks, I saw, was a tiny little town. Everyone in 'town' was staring at the moving van, and then would stare at the Lexus following it. I didn't like it. I didn't like being gawked at. There was no way we would move here... right? But Miles was feeling anxious. I could tell. Miles was getting antsy... almost like we were finally here.

Forks? Really?

We pulled into an apartment building that was hidden in trees on a hill. These trees were all wrong. You couldn't see the bark due to moss crawling up them. Everything looked... wet. And cold. Cold I could deal with, and I loved snow... but how did I feel about rain? Could we snowboard here? Probably not. Fuck. Oh well. I would give Forks a shot. At least I didn't have to say goodbye to mountains. At least we didn't move to Florida or somewhere where it was too humid... Yeah. I would give Forks a shot.

Miles laughed at my expression as I took in the apartments. "Welcome home, Sis." He said. And I was excited. I was nervous. I was... home.

We parked the cars and got out. "What do you think, Charley?" Shane asked. Only Miles called me by my nickname, Lee.

I sighed. "It's a little wet... but it's nice. How on earth did you find out about this place?" I asked him.

"Well... You know I love the rain! So when I was looking at different places I looked up a place in the continental US where it rained most. Forks came up. So I thought... might as well. It will be nice to live in a small town for once instead of the main city." He explained. It was true. A small town would be nice. And both of my brothers and I were always happy when it rained. Just... all the time? I shrugged to myself. Well okay then. Be positive.

Shane went to the front office to pick up the key while Miles and I started unloading things from the van. We didn't have much... we would need to go buy living room furniture. The only things we really had were Shane's things. Shane has his armoire and bed from his old apartment. He also had a desk and a love seat as well as a TV. He had tons of game systems but that was about it. Miles and I didn't have anything else but some new clothes. Everything else burned with our house... and with our family.

We weren't just a normal group of kids. We were two seventeen year olds and a twenty-three year old who lost our parents and our 5-year-old brother in a fire that burned down our home. We were also loaded. Our parents were both brain surgeons. They met in college. Their life insurance was over the moon! And when they died we also got willed all of their money, as we didn't have any other relatives. My parents also invested in stock and had bank accounts all over the world for when they would travel. So we were pretty set. But we were humble about it, and tried not to spend a lot of money if we didn't have to. Except for me, of course.

Shane came back and we all went to check out our new home. The apartments looked pretty new from the outside so it shouldn't be bad... I hoped. We walked up a flight of stairs to apartment 2C. Home sweet home.

He opened the door and we went inside. All the walls were tan and the floors were a beautiful wood. The kitchen came with all the electronics already installed, an island, and had nice tiled floors. The cabinets were wood and we had dark marble countertop. It was so nice for being so cheap! I was surprised! I was also surprised to see a set of stairs going down. We had two stories? Cool! I flew down the stairs with surprising grace to find myself in a large bonus room. From that sprouted two bedrooms and a great, full bathroom. Also one of the bedrooms had it's own bathroom. There was a bar off to the side of the bonus room, which a mini fridge and sink. The upstairs had a kitchen, a dining room, and a living room that were all open to each other. There was a master bedroom upstairs which also had it's own bathroom. The bathroom was huge and had two walk-in closets, a shower, and a big jet tub. I guessed Shane would claim this room for himself, and I was jealous. The only room left in the house was a small office-looking space upstairs that I figured they would make the music room.

"It's perfect!" I yelled excitedly. "This place is perfect!"

Shane smiled at me in appreciation. "Thanks, Charley. I'm glad you like it! I thought I messed up or something."

"No way! It's awesome!" Miles said, gladly.

And I was so excited to decorate it! I loved decorating rooms, and this was the perfect challenge for me.

"Yes, Lee. Shane will let you decorate... most everything," he said as he said my scheming expression.

I beamed at him. "He'd better!"

Shane just stared between us. "HOW do you guys DO that!?" He hated it when we answered each other's unsaid questions.

"It's a twin thing," we replied in unison, and we all started laughing.

Shane and Miles unloaded everything into the house while I watched. We really didn't have much.

"We get to go shopping now!" I said as the slid his bed into place. His armoire was already in the corner and I had hung up a few pictures while waiting for them to finish. The moving van was empty and so was the house, we found. We had a lot of rooms to fill up. The office now held a drum set, two acoustic guitars, one electric guitar, and a bass guitar. It also had amps stacked high, a keyboard and two microphones. The music room. How did I know? But I was so busy planning out everything that I didn't realize we were in the moving van, driving around to find a furniture store.

We passed the police station and Shane laughed. "I doubt they really need me," he said. But he'd told me at the hotel he was going to be an officer wherever we were going. He was back in Colorado. "This town is so small. But they said they'd love to have me... and I said I'd love a small town. There was too much crime back home." He sighed. He was on duty the night our house burned down. He was there... he saw it happen. He heard the screams, and it made me sad to know he will be haunted forever.

"Should we stop and ask someone where some furniture is?" I asked, as it seemed we were going out of town. La Push? What the heck is that? But finally! A small furniture store! It didn't look too great or anything, but we weren't looking to spend a lot of money, either. Well... maybe I was.

We parked the moving van and walked into the store. "Hello! I'm Leah. How can I help you?" I brilliant looking girl a bit older than Miles and I asked. She looked about twenty or twenty-one.

Shane stepped in front of me and smiled at her. "We just moved here and we were just needing to fill up our empty house." He said with what he probably thought was a charming smile. And from the look on her face, she did, too... Weird.

Miles and I exchanged looks and walked away as the girl moved a little closer to him with a warm smile. "Okay..." Miles said awkwardly, and then we both just laughed.

"Okay. So I'm seeing a pool table downstairs and maybe some sound proofing foam on the walls in the music room. With cool posters and records on the walls, of course. Orange walls. Or... like... reddish orange! We need couches and an entertainment system... Beds... We need some dressers for you and me, a kitchen table, and food. And maybe some surround sound." I smiled up at him. "Then you can leave the real decorations to me!"

My brother just sighed and shook his head. "This is a mess." He laughed quietly. "And hell yeah to the pool table! And maybe some air hockey or foosball, too?"

I agreed to all three. "Can we get a pinball machine or something for your room? Cause I have perfect things planned out for it!"

My brother rolled his eyes. "Should I be afraid?" He asked.

"Terrified." I replied with an evil smile, and ran off to find the PERFECT kitchen table.

So about 50k and three days later, our little home was fully functioning. And it was sexy! "I should be an interior designer!" I said as we all plopped down on the couch, eating well-deserved popcorn and putting a movie in.

"Thanks for the pinball machine!" Miles said happily.

"Yeah, and thanks for sound-proofing the music room, guys!" Shane said to me, "That was brilliant! I can actually sleep!"

We all laughed. The only thing left to do was paint, and I had tons of gallons ready. We just needed rest, first.

"No problem," I said with a small smile. "What WOULD you guys do without me?" I laughed.

"So tomorrow..." Shane started, and my other brother and I groaned together.

"School."