My father waited outside the airport in his police cruiser. My father is Chief Swan to the good people of Forks. Personally, I think, who would need a police in such a small town?
"It's good to see you, Bells", my father said as I hopped into the passenger seat of the car.
"Its good to see you, too, Dad", I muttered. I wasn't allowed to call him Charlie to his face. It just wasn't polite.
For the rest of the car ride, there really wasn't any conversation due to our lack of talking. We complimented on the weather but other than that, nothing. Charlie has the same personality as me; we both don't like to show our emotions face to face.
Forks, I had to admit, was a beautiful town. Maybe too much greenery, but that was all. The sky was a surly gray; I had already said my goodbyes to the Sun. Houses were everywhere as well as trees. Everywhere I looked, there was a person waving at the wonderful Chief Swan and waved at me and offered to show me around somehow or whatever. I thanked them, just because it was the polite thing to do, but I wouldn't take their offer so seriously.
When I arrived at Charlie's, childhood memories flooded my head. It looked exactly the same as I remembered it during my past summers here. The unpleasant thing I remembered, though, was that I was going to share the bathroom with Charlie. I was going to have to try very hard not to dwell too much on that fact.
The good thing about Charlie, though, is that he doesn't hover. When I went into my room, Charlie was nice enough to let me unpack by myself. The reason moor this might have been the fact that a baseball game was coming up, but either way it worked for me.
Somehow I was going to have to get used to this place. And the real surprise waited for me at school tomorrow.
