WELL I'M NOT HAPPY, I WROTE THIS CHAPTER ALREADY AND WAS READY TO PUT IT UP, THEN MY COMPUTER DECIDED TO TURN OFF BEFORE I HAD A CHANCE...NOW I HAVE TO START AGAIN ARRGGHH! OK HERE GOES

CHAPTER 3

BPOV

Over the last week I've done nothing but finish my packing. I wasn't taking much with me now just a case full of my winter clothes, the books I can't live without, my identification, wallet and my letter from grandma, I had a feeling that was going to come in handy at some point. I was gonna have the rest of my stuff sent in the mail. It wasn't much CDS, pictures of me, mum and Phil and my favorite picture of my grandma and me from last Christmas, the rest of my books and some other odds n ends.

I spoke to my father briefly on the phone the other day, he wanted to know if I was sure about moving, making sure it was my idea and no one else's as it was a big decision to make out of the blue. I explained the same way I did to my mum about wanting to go..I may or may not of pretended to cry just to get what I wanted..but lets keep that quiet!. I had no choice, I couldn't use the mind control thing over the phone. My dad told me being the respected member of the community that he is, he had managed to pull a few strings and get me enrolled into school at the beginning of the semester, which I was OK with..I think he was only telling me this because he wanted me to think he was cool and had some pull where he lived...but what he didn't know was I think he's cool anyway he is my father after all it kinda go's without saying even though we didn't speak often.

So here I sat on the plane to Seattle after a long tearful goodbye to my mother and Phil with them asking me again if I was 100% sure I was doing the right thing. I think my mother was asking just to be polite or maybe she asked because she felt like she had to, I'm not sure..but never mind. I took out my iPod and turned the volume up as far as it would go and put the buds in my ears, not that I wanted it that loud but I was trying to drown out the talking and the inner monologue from the other passengers, it was starting to give me a migraine, there were so many people it felt like my brain was crashing out on me. I'm was hoping to all hell that when I'm on speaking terms with the Cullen's then maybe the mind reader can help me manage it better, because to be honest I don't know how I'm gonna cope with this all the time especially in crowded areas like school.

I let my head fall back against the head rest behind me and closed my eyes. Thinking back to my changes over the last week, there was a few, My eyes have changed again, they were 2 or 3 shades lighter with more gold shining in them. My face has changed, its subtle, more refined and sharper around my jaw and nose, you would have to stare real hard to notice the changes and know what you were looking for but I noticed and my skin was more taught, firmer than normal.

Also over the last few days I've noticed my senses have become clearer and stronger, Like my eye sight is clearer, sharper maybe I'm seeing further into the distance, my sense of smell is stronger, I swear to all that's holy I actually smelled dust, It was like something clicked in my brain and told me that's what it was, I didn't even know what fucking dust smelled like or even had a smell for that matter. My reflex's are quicker and I haven't fallen off anything in the last week...it's a miracle!

And lets not forget the hearing, I was up in my room practicing my Telekinesis power, I was trying to move more than one object at a time...I did by they way I managed to move 5 things at once, I was pretty impressed. That was ruined however when I overheard my mother talking to Phil. She was again wondering if I was making the right choice, was there anything she could do to help me out so that I'd stay. I walked over to the door and opened it slightly, I didn't want to be seen. Phil answered her question by saying "If she wants to go and feel's it's better for her then...we'll have to stand my her choice, But if she gets there and she wants to come home we'll be here for her then too, I think at the minute she's just feeling a little lost and she has to find herself"

I would have cried, he was being so sweet, but I was more shocked that they weren't outside my bedroom door like I thought..No, they were downstairs in the kitchen, How I knew they were in the kitchen I wasn't sure but that's where they were. That was another freak out for me, I was trying real hard to take things in my stride but it was becoming harder, I didn't feel like myself anymore, It was change after change...was there gonna be any of me left by the time my 18th comes?

I lent forward and pulled my hair down, I didn't need it up all the time now. I hadn't seen Charlie in about 2 years, so he wouldn't notice, my eye color maybe but not the length of my hair, it had red tints in it now and looked like it had an added shine to it that wasn't there before. The last time I saw my father was when we went to California for a week when I was on my summer break, We had hung out, hit the beach and had our fill of all the fattest foods know to man...it was fun.

I must have fallen asleep, which is another thing I don't do much of now days, maybe 3 or 4 hours a night. It was a pleasant surprise when I woke up to find out we where landing in Seattle. I looked out the window and felt my eye's fill with tears, it looked miserable, grey and damn right dull. All I wanted to do was jump on the next fight back home, I wanted to be back with my mum. Why was this happening to me?, why did I have to be the chosen one?, why not someone else?, I have asked myself these same questions all week and I always come back to the same answer...I don't know. I wanted to be normal again, The same worries as the other kids, Like keeping my grades up and thinking about what colleges to apply for next year...I didn't want this.

I sat there for about 5 minutes having my own little pity party, But was getting a few funny looks, all I wanted to say was mind your own fucking business!...I didn't mean it, but it was to late...they all looked away...Jesus fucking Christ I'm gonna have to remember stop doing that unless I really needed to, Just another thing I have to learn to control.

Having enough I wiped my eyes took a deep breath and put my iPod in to my carry on. I stood up and decided to pull my act together, Charlie was never gonna believe me wanting to move here if I had a face like thunder on. I took another deep breath and made my way off the plane with a fake smile plastered on my face.

By the time I was through air-port security, I made my way over to the baggage claim to wait for my bag, it didn't take long maybe 5 minutes. I must have been due some good luck because my case was the first out. I grabbed my luggage made my way out the front doors and saw Charlie standing by his cruiser, When he saw me his eyes lit up, he had a big smile on his face, and for the first time in a few weeks I actually had a genuine smile to give back.

"Hey Bell's, its good to see ya" he said. What the hell is Renée talking about she looks fine to me!

I had to try with all my mite to keep that smile plastered on my face although it did drop a little. "Hey Char..dad thanks for coming to get me, I could have grabbed a cab you know, case you had work or something" I said, I didn't want him taking time off of work for me.

"Don't be silly Bell's, your my little girl course I'm gonna come get ya. What do you take me for." He said and let out a little laugh. He stuck his hand out and said "Here give me your case and I'll put it in the trunk"

I handed it over and our hands touched, it was like I was thrown back, all off a sudden I was seeing images of my mum and dad I assume when they were a lot younger..maybe when they first met, Another of their wedding day, Another by the looks of it when I was first born, it looked like a hospital room with my mum laying in bed holding a baby in a pink blanket she looked worn out and tired. And another of me and my mother driving away from the house, Me looking out the back window with tears streaming down my face...I remember that day!

"Oh shit!" I looked up at my father with the eye's the size of saucers, the whole thing must have lasted like 2-3 seconds though it felt a lot longer. Fuck get it together Bella for god sake!

"I..I'm sorry, I got an electric shock that's all" I said and let out a nervous laugh.

'' OK Bells let's get this in the trunk and we can get going, we still got ways to got until we get home" Maybe Renée wasn't lying after all

I put the case on the floor and jumped in the cruiser, there was no way I was touching him, I did not wanna fucking see that again, No way in hell. I'm really trying to take this power shit in my stride and take it as it comes but how much more of this shit can I take before I go totally off my rocker. I wanted to cry, but that will have to wait until I got home and went to bed tonight so I can do it in peace, I didn't want anyone to see me break down.

We didn't say much on the way home, You know the normal, How's work going?...Hows the weather been?. It got to the point that I just didn't have nothing else to say so I took my iPod out and shoved the buds in my ears and pretended to sleep.

A long 4 hours later we were pulling into the drive way in front the house. It looked exactly the same as it did the last time I visited, that must have been about 4 years ago. That's one thing I have to say about this town, everything stays the same..nothing ever changes, its like there allergic to change or something.

Charlie asked me if I wanted to order pizza for dinner, But I declined and said I had eaten on the plane, I just wanted to unpack and get some sleep as it had been a long day. I really wanted to give him a hug to say thanks for having me here, but I didn't want to touch him again, so I gave him the best smile I could muster and made my way up the stairs to my room.

I walked through the door and took a look around, that too looked they same, The only thing that had changed was he swapped the cot with a single bed and added a desk and lamp in here. The pale green faded walls were still the same, they would need to go, I needed a dark color up here to fit my depressing mood as of late.

I didn't bother looking at the rest of the room, I put clean sheets on the bed, Hurried as I put my clothes and books away. I changed into sweats and a tank top and climbed into bed and finally let the tears I'd been holding for the last few hours fall, until I eventually fell into a restless asleep.

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