BPOV
We get inside and grab a booth. We aren't even seated good before the waitress is standing beside our table. She was slightly shorter than me and very pixie-like. She was very thin with small features. She was just so tiny! She had short, spiky, black hair with dark eyes, and fair skin.
"Hi! My name is Alice and I will be your waitress this afternoon." She informs us in the most cheerful tone you could imagine. "May I get you anything to drink?"
Charlie orders his usual cup of black coffee with a small glass of water. I ask for a coke and proceed to look over the menu to decide on what I'm in the mood to eat.
"I'll have a glass of sweet iced tea, thanks." Amy says looking up at the waitress with her bright smile.
"Okay! I'll have your beverages to you in just a sec!" Alice Chirps.
I watched our waitress as she grabbed another order and proceeded to get our drinks. She just seemed so optimistic, so bubbly, but so graceful all at the same time. She was basically skipping around the diner and never dropped a thing! If that were me, I would have taken two steps and then fell with my face in the middle of somebody's dinner.
She brings us our drinks of choice and jots down our food order. After she leaves, I decide to turn my attention to Amy.
"So, what made you decide to order something plain to drink? You usually get something a little weird."
"Well, I was craving sweet tea. That's really all I drink anymore." She tells me. "Well, that and water. Every once in a while I'll grab a soda."
"Oh. I was just expecting something like coke, sprite, and sunkist mixed together. That used to be your favorite."
"I know. It still is. I'm just tryin' to chill with the sodas."
At that moment, Charlie clears his throat. "Okay ladies. Let's discuss Amy's sudden visit."
"Yeah, what's with that?" I ask, suddenly anxious to know.
"Well, it's good news." He says and they both look at me. "As you both know, I've been promoted. I'm not going to be the sheriff of Forks anymore. I'm going to be an FBI investigator. I'll be working out of an office in Seattle, but I've got to go to Washington, D.C. for a while to go through training and everything that comes with the new job."
"That's great Dad!" I squeal, instantly forgetting our surroundings.
"So, wait. What does that have to do with Amy?" I ask.
"Well, when Dad found out about his promotion a few days ago, he called me to see if I had any plans for a while. My only plans were to find work, but nobody seems to be hiring in Georgia. So, Dad asked me if I would like to come and stay here and keep you company while he was gone. I agreed. He's gonna loan me my share to get a place. I'll be moving here in a couple of weeks." She informs me. This is even better than I thought.
"Your share?" I ask her.
"And where are you going?" I asked, turning to look at Charlie.
"Yea, my room mates are coming with me. God! I can't wait for you to meet them!" She says full of excitement.
As Amy begins to tell me about her room mates, our lunch arrives. We discuss all of the details and plans as we eat. Excellent! My sister is moving to Forks! Although, I wish all of this happened a lot sooner than it did. Amy and her room mates will arrive a week before school starts. That won't give me much time to spend any time with her. On top of all of this, Charlie is leaving for Washington, D.C. soon.
"Now, before you even ask. Because I know you're about to go there." She starts. "No, I didn't come thousands of miles just for you to be informed. I came all this way to go ahead and look for a place, and you're gonna help me." She says with a smile.
"Great! When do we start?" I ask with all of the excitement that I am filled with. As Amy would say, I'm stoked!
"As soon as I get my rental. Dad is gonna drop us off after lunch." She tells me.
As we're finishing up our lunch, Charlie looks at his watch, "Well, ladies. It's been nice having lunch with you, but I really should get back to work. It's not gonna get done all by itself and I didn't get promoted for nothing." He smiles.
And with that, we all got up, paid for lunch, left our waitress a five dollar tip, and proceeded to the police cruiser.
About half an hour later, Amy and I were walking into Newton's rentals as Charlie was driving away.
"Hello! My name is Mike. How may I assist you today?"
"Uh, yeah. I have a car reserved." Amy replies.
"Okay. What is the name that the reservation is under?"
"Amy Dorsey."
"Okay. I have everything printing out. I'll have someone with you in just a moment."
"Okay, thanks." She says before looking at me, sticking her tongue out and crossing her eyes.
I, of course, can't help but to bellow a laugh. The guy looks at us and asks, "So, are you ladies traveling?" I can't help but to wonder if he seen her.
In unison Amy and I reply "No." After a quick giggle, Amy continues, "She lives here and I'm moving here to keep her some company."
"Ah, I see. I've lived here all of my life."
"That can't be too long." I blurt out without thinking. "Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean that how it came out. I actually didn't mean to say it at all. I mean, you look like you're my age. I mean, you don't look...never mind." GAH! There's that sudden heat in my face! I hate it when I blush. Who does that anymore? I hate it with a passion!
"It's okay. I'm only 18 years old." He says.
"Me, too. Are you still in school?" I ask. It wouldn't hurt to know at least one person on the first day at my new school.
"Yes. Forks High. I'll be a senior this year. How about the both of you?"
Amy laughs a throaty laugh. "Gee, thanks handsome, but I just graduated college. My dear sister, here, will be joining you though."
"I thought you two were sisters. You look almost like twins. Well, except for the height, hair, and eyes. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or anything."
"And the fact that Amy is like 90 percent muscle and I'm not any at all." I argue.
"It's okay sweetheart. No worries." She tells Mike. "And Bella, well, if you got your head out the books and join in on some kind of athletic activities, you might be more than skin and bones. Reading is good, but not all the time."
Before I could argue with her, an older man came in that looks like an older version of Mike. I assume it's his father.
"Hello ladies. You must be Charlie's girls."
"Yeah." Amy says as he shakes our hands.
"Okay. Well, let's get ya all set up."
We walk outside and I take a seat on the side walk and watch from afar as they walk around the car, inspecting the inside and outside of the car. I was thinking that it was a nice car when I started to drift off into thought about the differences between Amy and me. We do look a lot alike. We both have the same mom, but different dads. While I'm five foot four inches tall, weighing 110 pounds, and slender, Amy is five foot two inches tall, weighs around 135 or 140 pounds, and she's mainly muscle and athletic. I have long, wavy, dark brown hair and brown eyes. Amy also has long, wavy hair but her's is a brownish blonde color. Mainly blonde and she has blue eyes that change colors occasionally. I've always admired her for her eyes. They are so beautiful. I call her "cat eyes" because they're shaped like the eyes of a cat and mine are just big and round. Amy also has some things that I don't. She has a big butt and huge boobs! She wears a D cup bra. I only wear a B cup bra and my butt is barely there. I have one, but it's barely there. I got a lot of my features from Charlie, but Amy is basically Renee's mini-me.
"And we're ready for take off!" Amy squeals, breaking me away from my train of thought.
She walks over to me, waves the keys in the air, and says "It's a Cadillac baby! And not just any Cadillac! It's a muthafuckin' pearly white 2008 Cadillac CTS with tinted windows and a bangin' system! Try that on for size bitches!" She says with slight laughter in her voice. She sounds so excited about the car. I can't help, but to giggle at her. She just always seems to know what to say or do to get me to smile.
"It's nice. I take it that you like this better than your car." I say, but it's more of a question than a statement.
"Uuum...no. That's a big ten negative little buddy." She laughs. "NOTH-THING can be better than my baby. Why, you say? Cuz my ride is the SHIT!" She says as we laugh at her confidence in her car. See, why can't I have such confidence? I'm like a freakin hermit with a bit of a temper.
"What's the matter shawty?" She asks. That's the nickname that she's given me. Shawty. Apparently it's something they say in the south.
"Nothing. I'm just thinking. Nothing important." I tell her. She tries to say something, but I cut her off. I know she wants to question me, but there's really no need to. "So, what kind of house are you looking for?"
We talk for a brief moment and then she wraps her arm around mine to pull me up. As we walk to the car, she starts to describe a house. "Well, for starters it has to be five bedrooms."
"FIVE! Wow! How many people are going to be living there?" I can't help but to be surprised.
"Well, Shawty, there's me, you, and then my three room mates."
"Oh. When you said 'room mates' I was only expecting two and I thought that I would stay at home." I confess my confusion to her.
"Bella, how do you expect me to keep an eye on you and keep you company with us being in two different houses? Because me and my room mates can not all fit in that re-ke-dink little house of Dad's." She says before giggling a little. "And yes, there are three of them. Katie, Kristin, and Kristina."
"You would be the odd man out. I think that is just our family." We both laugh about that because we are just a little different from most families. "But I guess you're right about the living arrangements."
"So, anyway. Five bedrooms and it HAS to have at least three bathrooms. It has to be something nice and not some trashy ass piece of shit." She says with her nose just a little wrinkled.
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We get in the car and the inside is just as nice as the outside. All black interior. She starts the car and it just purrs. If you weren't listening for it, you wouldn't even know that the car was turned on. As she goes to pull the car into drive, all you hear, loud and clear is "I'm so addicted to all the things you do when you're goin' down on me in between the sheets. All the sounds you make with every breath you take, it's not like anything when you're loving meeee..."
Amy leaves the car in park and answers her phone. "WHAT'S UP?" She says loudly.
"Yea, I just got the rental, so Bella and I are gonna go lookin at some places. I'll call you back later and let ya know what's up...aight...see ya." And she hangs up.
"That was one of the girls callin to make sure that I'm alright since I haven't contacted them in a while." She tells me and we drive off.
Amy's already done some research on some places around forks, so we look at those first. We drive around for at least four and a half to five hours going from house to house, looking at the inside and outside, talking with the owner, and checking prices.
