As an alarm went off, I jolted awake.
So Austin actually set his alarm... I joked to myself.
I turned the alarm off, shaking Austin awake.
"Austin," I whispered. "It's morning. We have to go-"
"Huh?" Austin murmured, half asleep. He sat up, his hair sticking around in all directions.
I giggled to myself quietly.
Austin heaved a sigh, combing his hair.
"Should I remove my hair colour?" I asked Austin timidly.
He nodded.
I stumbled into the bathroom, grabbed a colour stripper and began to wash the colour off...
I breathed heavily and wrapped my wet hair in a towel.
I slowly walked to my desk while Austin got in the shower.
I unwrapped the towel, revealing my beautiful chocolate-brown hair.
I gasped, smiling. I ran my fingers through my hair.
It felt surreal.
How could I feel like Bella Swan again?
That's right. I looked just like her.
"J-Jacob..." I called through my happiness.
Austin opened the door, towel around him.
He exhaled, grinning.
"I know," I murmured. "I look hot."
I chuckled, as he did.
I brushed my hair, while Austin got dressed.
"Ready?" I asked him.
"More than ever." Austin breathed.
"I have the address for my old house," I told him. "Charlie might be there."
Austin nodded, opening the door.
We walked through closing it behind us.
I wore a crimson hoodie, which was pulled over my head.
As we passed the reception, the receptionist which served us a few hours before called my name.
But not my name. It was-
"Bella Swan?"
I clenched my teeth together, spinning around to face her.
I squeezed Austin's hand. "Rebecca." I corrected firmly.
"Also, how do you know who Bella Swan is?" I questioned.
"I went to High School with her. She died in her senior year... I was one of her friends." She replied.
My eyes grew wide. "Wait - I'm Bella Swan..." I murmured.
It would sound like a lie now. I had told her that I was Rebecca, but I knew who she was now.
Jessica Stanley.
"Um. I need to go. I'll explain this all later... after a lot of explaining to my family." I muttered.
I sped through the door, as she awkwardly waved goodbye.
"27 Beech Tree Avenue," I breathed. "That's where I lived."
I dashed to the end of the road ahead of Austin, where I stood.
"Woah, wait!" Austin called, sprinting after me. "I know you're eager, but don't leave me behind!"
When he finally caught up with me, I chuckled while Austin caught his breath.
"B-Beech Tree Ahhhh-venue. Got it." Austin wheezed.
"Looks like it's down there. I recognize it..." I whispered to him.
I held the note with the address written on it infront of me, reading it.
"Yeah. It is. Let's go..." I dashed forward.
"Hey, didn't you hear what I said?" Austin exclaimed, running to catch up with me yet again.
I knew what I was doing now.
I was just trying to wind him up.
"Okay, fine. I'll stop now," I sighed. "But it was quite funny, though."
Austin rolled his eyes. "Of course," He replied sarcastically.
We kept walking for about five minutes, before a small white house came into view.
"There it is," I breathed nervously. "Let's... go."
"I'll go shopping - I shouldn't be here." He suggested.
"No, wait," I called. "You can come back after..."
I stumbled up the steep path which lay infront of the house.
I took a deep breath, before knocking on the wooden door.
It opened after a few seconds. A middle-aged woman appeared.
She had dark brown hair, light skin and black eyes.
"Hello? Who are you?" She asked.
"Is Charlie Swan here?" I asked quickly.
She nodded. "But first, answer my question."
I heaved a nervous sigh. "Be-Bella Swa-Swan." I stammered.
"Bella Swan?" She spat. "You've got to be joking."
"I-" I started, before trailing off.
I pulled my hood down.
"Bella Swan?" She asked. "But how?"
"I need to see my father," I muttered.
"Oh, yes." She stuttered. "He-He's in the living room. I don't think you should-"
Before she finished, I pushed past her. "...See him right now..." She sighed quietly.
I opened the door, walking into the living room nervously.
A lady sat on the couch, blonde hair and dressed in a nurses' uniform, while a hospital bed was in the corner of the room.
A scrawny body lay, white hair and wires going in and out of him.
I let out a cry as I walked in. "Ch-Charlie?"
The young lady who answered the door followed me into the living room.
"I'm sorry Bella," She said sympathetically. "I'm sorry you never got to support him through this."
"I didn't catch your name," I told her.
"Michele." She sighed.
"Okay... Wh-What happened?" I stammered.
The nurse just say there taking tests, while the lady spoke.
"He... He.. Well - He suffered a terrible car crash," She sighed. "We crashed into a tall building..."
"We?" I interrupted.
"Well... yes. I'm his daughter. I was driving him to work. His cruiser was broken and-" She broke into a sob.
"Daughter?" I asked curiously.
"Yep. Sue Clearwater was my mother." She replied, wiping tears away from her face.
"What?" I retorted. "So we're family?"
I was furious yet happy.
My father was ill.
And... Michele was my half-sister.
