I rose with the sun the next morning, another one of my well developed habits.

As I really didn't need that much sleep these days, I keep my activities to a bear minimum it helps with life and also the less activities I do the less traceable I am, to both sides.

But by the time I got to the window the sun had already hidden behind a blanket of thick grey clouds, silently to my self I whispered, "I knew I was going to like it here".

Being what I am the sun effects me differently than it would a vampire or a Carpathian.

I o not shine in the light, I do not sun to ashes but I do have a strong discomfort if I am in the sun too long because of that I prefer too avoid any sunny places.

That reason and that reason alone cause what girl doesn't like to sun-bath!

I took my time getting ready, I unpacked the stuff I had with me, showered and dressed.

I made sure the room was spotless and with nothing more I could do, I grabbed my bag, my jacket and my black sunglasses, just in-case!

Down at the reception Rita was already up and busy, for an old woman she was moving fast and acted like she had years left to live.

I said my morning dues and began my tour of my new home town Forks.

I was thank-full at least that my motel was in the middle of town, I wouldn't really get lost much today because for a Carpathian Vampire I have the worst direction ever.

The town of forks is small with a few shops, a restraunt, a few more shops, the Sheriff's office.

And sitting right outside in broued daylight, figuratively speaking of course was my truck.

As well as that standing next to it was a tall bald man in his 40's, I think I caught his name to be Whelan, next to him stood Sheriff Swan.

They were in deep conversation about animals in the region, I heard bits and pieces, I really did try not to listen but I couldn't help it.

They were talking about animals and with this unnatural hearing I couldn't miss it if I wanted too.

The two men stopped talking as they noticed my approach, "Hi Isabella how are you this fine morning?", were the first words spluttered out of Sheriff Swan's mouth.

"I'm fine Sheriff Swan..."

"Charlie, please call me Charlie"

"Ok I'm fine Charlie thank you... So how is my heap of metal? Is there a good mechanic anywhere in this town?"

As I looked from one man to the other both had blank faces and without a word I took that as a flat out no!

"Why don't you join us for breakfast Isabella, myself and Charlie are just going for grub!"

"Oh I couldn't impose!" shaking my head and turning to leave didn't even stop them, "No you must, I still have to have a proper chat with you! Help you settle in, pick out a few things"

Giving in to the kindness I nodded a quick nod and followed the two men to the restraunt.

Over breakfast, which I ate and was kindly paid for by Charlie, I learned a little more about Forks, the people, the town, the school.

One lousy school, Charlie suggested that I should head straight over to the school to enrol as it's still early enough in the semester.

So I made a plan to go to the school immediately and get the good classes.

After breakfast Charlie offered me a lift to the school and Whelan offered me his truck while he took a look at mine too see what he could do.

Out of pure kindness, which seemed to radiate of off these two men, I took Whelan's truck and the directions from Charlie, I then headed towards Forks High School.

I found the place after my second attempt, which was a miracle and slowly made my way to the office. After a ten minute wait I managed to speak to the principal, Mr. Manor, who was a nice guy and was very helpful, he had me enrolled for classes with most of my books ready within an hour.

Which was great because I hate having too wait around, I have the worst patience in the world!

I somehow managed to get to Whelan's truck with all of the books, without falling, just as classes finished.

As I got ready to leave the car park became flooded with students making their way home for the day.

As I sat in Whelan's truck a got a feeling I had not had in a long time, there was something out there, I looked around the car park trying too pin point where the feeling was coming from and then I saw it, a shiny silver Volvo pulling out and away from the school.

As the Volvo faded away so did my dreaded feeling of danger.