Chapter 2 (Crazily Sane Pancake props XD)

Amy- You are so on for that road trip. :D

THINGS TO DO:

-BUY (OR STEAL. MUAH HA HA HA) A SHINEY VOLVO

-BUY A MAP TO FORKS, WASHINGTON

-FIND EDWARD CULLEN

-Try not to get pulled over by a police for not having a driver's license….

"Hey, Bells! How are you?" My father exclaimed, taking my not- so- heavy bag from me as I hid my grimace at Charlie's attempt to sound overly eager that I was coming to live with him when he saw me It wasn't that he wasn't happy to see me, just more like he wasn't very good at expressing emotions.

"I'm good, Dad. Thanks," I said shyly as I pulled a piece of loose hair behind my ear nervously. I hadn't really talked to my father a lot when I lived in Florida, so things were quiet and slightly uncomfortable between my dad and me.

The car ride was full of forced conversation that made me feel strangely out of place in the small police car, like I already didn't fit in.

I bit my lit as I tried to relax. So what if tomorrow was a first day to a new school that I would know absolutely no one? So what if I wouldn't make conversation with anybody and I would be classified as someone that nobody sat next to at lunch? Isn't that what I wanted though? To not talk to anybody and not form any bonds?

Why bother? It never worked in Florida, why would it be any different here? I wasn't like normal people, and it would be a lost cause to try to act like one. But still, something inside of me yearned for someone to like me, or someone to talk to. I pushed these foolish thoughts away stubbornly.

There was my cheesy life drama moment again.

My father asked me another half- hearted attempt at conversation.

"You seem tired, Bella. Didn't you sleep on the plane?" he asked, sounding oddly concerned.

No, I hadn't slept on the dreary plane ride. It wouldn't be good for me to wake up screaming in front of innocent people and children. I remember when I had accidentally let my guard down when I was nine on a plane ride to visit Charlie in the summer, and I had woken up screaming, my mother had been frantic trying to calm me down. I was fighting tears for the rest of the ride.

"No, I didn't feel like sleeping," I said, avoiding his gaze as I watched the thick wall of green from outside my window.

"Oh," was all that he said before it was quiet for the rest of the car ride until something caught my eye.

My brow furrowed. I was looking out the window, watching as the small house by the edge of the forest slowly grew larger and larger, when I saw something red and large in the driveway. I blinked, trying to make my eyes focus more. It was a truck? Charlie never mentioned getting a new car. Why had he picked me up in the embarrassing police car if he bought a new truck?

"Dad? When did you get a new car?" I asked curiously. He smiled sheepishly and took a very intense interest on the road, which was unneeded, considering the speed that we were going now.

"Well, I got it a few weeks ago from Billy Black. Do you remember him?" he asked hesitantly. I shook my head no. "Well we used to go fishing together. He's in a wheelchair now, so he offered it to me…."

"Why do you need two cars?" I questioned, still confused, feeling stupid..

"Well, Bella, it's for you," he confessed quickly, turning onto the street now. My eyes bulged out of their sockets. I couldn't believe it. My own car? I could see it a little better than before, and it looked very big, and old. But I think I may have actually liked it.

"Dad! I was going to buy a car anyways. You didn't have to," I began, but he just shook his head.

"Ah, I wanted to. Not a big deal," he mumbled. I could see it clearly now. It was a huge truck, a faded red, with bulbous headlights. I smiled slightly. I could see myself in it.

"Thanks, Ch- Dad. I love it!" He beamed, very embarrassed, now, not seeing my slip. I wasn't allowed to call him Charlie to his face.

"Well, you're welcome," was all he said, taking in the gratefulness in my voice. Now I was positive: Charlie was not one for showing emotion. Must be where I got it from….

We had reached the house now, and I got out to examine my new car. It was old, but I could really see myself liking it. I told Charlie "thank you" one more time before we walked into the house and parted ways. He went to sit on the couch and watch a basketball game while I went upstairs to unpack my small bag that would always be mine.

It was the same room that I had when I was a baby, but the crib had been replaced by a bed, and a desk with an outdated computer and phone. Unpacking my bag hadn't taken very long, so when I was done, I stood in the middle of the room not wanting to know what to do with myself.

I stared out the window and saw the thick roof of clouds that made my heart accelerate, almost like I was hyperventilating. I had to get out. I stumbled down the stairs hastily and said, "Hey, Dad, can I try out my new truck?"

"Uh, sure, Bella. Do you think that you can get around the place?"

"Yeah, thanks," I said, grabbing the keys and running out the door. I climbed in the large truck and jammed the keys in the ignition. I jumped at the large roar that belonged to my car. I sighed, trying to slow my heart. Well, it couldn't be perfect.

I didn't really know where I wanted to go; I just had to get away from the creeping claustrophobia. For a few minutes, I just drove around the town before I figured that it would be best to find the school so that I wouldn't have to ask for directions. The thought of school made my stomach slightly uneasy, but I pushed the feeling away and soon found the school to be a cluster of the same colored buildings that had no metal detectors or metal fences at all. This fact confused me to an extent where I had to shake my head and just drive on.

I looked around a little more to find a grocery store and a small hospital where I noticed a slick, black Mercedes in the parking lot that stood out from all the others. You didn't see that in Forks often.

I stopped outside of what I guessed to be a park. It really was just a small area where people had cleared the trees out, added a running trail, and a few benches. I saw a father and son playing with a soccer ball and an old couple running down the trail. I settled for a small bench for two that seemed a little farther away from everything else in the park. I let my thoughts wonder for about ten minutes before I felt an odd sensation burning on my face, as if someone was watching me.

I looked up to see a boy around my age sitting on a bench all the way on the other side of the trail staring at me intently with beautiful, golden eyes.

From what I could tell from the distance I was at, he was very handsome. Maybe even beautiful. He had reddish-brown hair, more like a bronze color. His skin was very pale, paler than mine. He had a square jaw and a straight nose. He was inhumanly perfect, but what really captivated me were his eyes. They were a brilliant shade of gold, and they seemed bottomless, even from this distance. They held my gaze until I was finally able to break away when the old couple running down the trail ran between us, cutting off out locked gaze. I blinked.

Something was familiar about his features, but I couldn't fathom it.

I noticed the sky getting dark and the Charlie would be getting worried soon. I slowly stood up from my bench only once to see that he was gone. I shook my head slowly, and drove home, the whole time thinking about that one boy who kept staring at me with those captivating eyes.

This chapter is dedicated to iamavampire4real for giving me this idea. Thank you!

(Edward couldn't smell her because he was too far away and there wasn't any wind or anything to carry her scent.)

Madds