Chapter 4: Moving to Forks!
BPOV
The week flew by and I was now at the airport waiting to board the flight that would take me to Post Angeles. My mother told me that she will be there to pick me up and drive me to Forks. The past week had taken its toll on me emotionally. When I told Nicholas that my family will be moving to Forks, he had offered me to come and stay with him in the apartment where he stayed alone. I, being me, refused it politely and told him that I would keep in touch with him and would visit him over the vacation when my parents visit their friends in LA. It was then that I had seen his true nature, one that I had only been guessing about for the past few weeks. He wanted me to at least sleep with him once before I left…he told me that otherwise the time he had wasted by being with me for the time when we were dating would be a total waste…he told me he was sure that he could satisfy my need and his manhood would do amazing things to my virginal womanhood. I had just walked out on him , not being able to take another word that might come out of his indecent mouth. I wondered if all men only lusted for the physical needs or if there was something called true love…the way they described in epics and poetry. I said my good-byes to the few friends that I had and soaked in the last rays of sun before I left to Forks.
My mother told me that the house was beautiful and was located near the edge of the woods with a nice view of a river. My mother had fallen in love with the house and they had ended up buying the house instead of renting it…which also meant that my father intended on staying in Forks for longer…all I could hope for is that after 2 years of high school I will be able to escape from the cloudy town to some nice sunny place like San Francisco or Phoenix or any warm sunny place for that matter.
The flight was uneventful and I arrived in Port Angeles…it was a really small airport and I could only guess how small Forks would be. I got my baggage and was out in minutes and saw my mother waiting for me. Once she saw me she waved to me and gave me a tight hug when I reached her. My mother Clara was the hyper-enthusiastic kind…my opposite! She immediately started off about how beautiful Forks was and how lucky we were to have got the chance to buy that house. Once we were at the car park I was looking for my mother's car…the silver Mercedes R-class luxury tourer. After making sure that the car was no where in sight, I asked my mother…"Mom…where is your car…do you plan to make me walk home with all this stuff?". She just laughed, gave me a small peck on the cheek and looked at me meaningfully…this only meant one thing…she had been on one of her shopping sprees! Once she was sure that I was not going to say anything more…she gave me a disapproving frown…"Bella, honey, do not look so upset…I though you would be happy to have your own car". At this my mouth dropped open…okay…what were they going to convince me to do. A new car definitely meant something was not right…I decided to ask about that later and enjoy the moment. "Can I drive then?" I asked me mom and she gave me a pleased smile and said "Of course sweet heart, your father had it delivered right here at the airport so that you will be the first one to drive it. He dropped me off at the airport before he went for a business lunch in the city. Aren't you excited about your new car??". Of course I was excited! It was my first new car…we had sold the hand-me down car that I had accepted from my mother in LA instead of having that sent to Forks!
I was stunned when I saw my car…it was a sleek blue BMW Z4 M Coupé. "W-o-w!"
I did not usually react well to receiving expensive gifts.My mother was quite pleased with my reaction and passed the key to me. The drive to Forks was amazing. The car was as silent as the breeze and had an amazing pick-up. We reached Forks in about 75minutes, since I was one of the prudes who like to stick to the speed regulations, even if I did own a BMW!
I must agree that the house did look good and have some sort of a charm to it. The furniture had been arranged already and my mother told me that I had my room on the second floor of the house…there was just one room on the second floor and for that I was happy. Being the only child I was often aloof and liked my privacy. My room had a huge four-poster bed, an attached bathroom and a walk-in closet. My mother told me that every bedroom in this house had a walk-in closet…My mother had chosen blue as the theme for my room…for which I was quite grateful. I liked blue and it made me feel at home. Except for the luggage that I had brought with me on the plane, the rest of my stuff was already in my room and I just had to arrange them the way I wanted it. It was almost time for dinner so I decided to take a quick shower before dinner and get back to unpacking after getting some food into my stomach.
That night I finished unpacking my clothes and books. I decided to arrange my music collection and other stuff tomorrow. Clara told me that the high school in Forks was not as advanced as the one I had gone to in LA and that I could take a week's break before starting school. She told me that I would be able to catch up pretty quickly. I think she was a little worried that I might hate them for bringing me to Forks…which sort of explains the reason for the new car…the room with the best view and the extra bonus of taking a week off before school!! I wonder how bad the school really is…