A/N: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR THESE CHARACTERS..but I do own the plot and my beloved Brock. :) at least I have him. oh yeah..readers(if your out there) please Review..ill give you a cookie.. okay maybe not but I will be appreciative. I promise. :)

Chapter 2

I walked off the plane and through the small airport and out side into the pouring rain to meet Charlie. When I finally saw him I noticed two

things, one he had driven the cruiser and two he had gotten older. His graying hair and weight gain were a dead give away to his age. By my

guess he had noticed that I also had gotten older because he didn't recognize me until I got close to the cruiser. "Hey, Dad."

Charlie smiled and gave me and awkward pat on the back. "Glad to see you home, kido." Charlie seemed to be truly glad I had made the move…

"How was the flight?" Charlie wasn't a talkative guy and I had hoped that this would be the end of our awkward conversation. "It was okay,

how's Forks?" Charlie smiled again and replied with a simple head nod, as we got into the cruiser.

Charlie headed down the road at a steady speed, just over the limit. Which shocked me, but I guessed it was because we had a long drive

ahead of us. The silence was comfortable until I looked up from the dreary green forest to see Charlie glancing from my face to the road. When

he saw that I had caught him he let out a sigh and said "you've grown up a lot Edward." I looked at him again with a chuckle and said. "So have

you Dad." Charlie laughed with me and nodded his head, thoughtfully he had something on his mind. "Eddy, your mom mentioned that you don't

have a car. And I thought it would be a nice home coming gift. Now don't get too excited, I didn't go out and buy you a brand new car or

anything but I think it will be a good car for you. Its an older Chevy." I come to live with him by choice and he buys me a car. "How old is it?" I

asked wondering what he meant by good for me.

"well the engine is a 98 but the body has a few more years on it. It's actually a truck." A truck huh, Charlie was being nice by getting me a car to

begin with I just hoped it wouldn't break down on me because I didn't have the money to fix it if it did. "Thanks, Dad. I can put some money in

on it if you'd like, I've kinda been saving up for a car" And after a awkward smile our conversation had ended.

I was glad to see him slow down a bit as we entered Forks. The only reason other than the slow down that I knew we had reached Forks was

the old beat up looking sign that said "Welcome to Forks" We would reach Charlie's house soon enough and I could take my backpack upstairs

to my old room and unpack what little clothes I had. I would need to take a shopping trip to get some winter clothes, considering my previous

residence had no need for warm clothes…

We pulled into the drive way and there sat a big rusted out red Chevy truck, it was great it had potential and I could only guess it would be a

learning experience for me to work on. I could learn to love it, once I learned to fix it. I had big plans for this big truck… my restoration plans

were interrupted by Charlie when he said "well better get inside so we can order some pizza." Pizza sounded good to me so I followed him to

the house and in the door. I silently shuddered as I realized that absolutely nothing had changed, not even the warped sofa had been

replaced. "nice place ya got here pops." I laughed "ya mind if I go upstairs and get settled while you order?" Charlie looked up seemingly

embarrassed but shook his head yes.

I ran up the stairs and into my room, I dropped my bag as I realized that this room had also been unchanged, aside from the computer sitting

on the desk across the room from my bed. What a shock, I thought to myself. Blue walls and faded white curtains. I wouldn't have to live here

for that long so no since in changing it. I dumped my bag contents on the bed, the blue blanket seems stale, as my belongings piled on to it. I

quickly stashed my 3 pairs of jeans and 4 long sleeve shirts in the dresser beside my bed, and also noticed I would need a CD player and some

new CDs. After a quick look around I jogged lightly down the stairs. "When's the pizza coming dad?" Charlie answered without looking up from

the game. As much as I loved baseball I couldn't find the need to watch it on TV, he had apparently found this basketball game compelling. "It

should be getting close." Just then the door bell rang. "I'll get it Dad, don't bother moving your eyes." I mumbled the last part on my way to the

door. When I opened the door the pizza guy said "15.68 Mr. Swan" with out even looking up from the bill. "well okay but most people call me

Edward." I handed him the 20 and he looked up at me in shock. "oh sorry man, I was expecting your Dad. I forgot that you were coming in" he

took the money from me then. "My name is Mike, I'm pretty sure you'll be coming to my school tomorrow." I nodded slowly "Forks high is the only

school in forks isn't it? " Mike nodded his head while he was digging for change. "well then I'll see you tomorrow. Keep the change mike." I took

the pizza and shut the door. He might have still been standing there but maybe not. I didn't care to much, I was more worried about the

awaiting pizza that smelled amazing. One thing that I loved about this small town was it's family owned pizza place. They had the best meat

lovers I had ever had. I went to the kitchen and ate my half of the pizza as fast as I could and by the time Charlie had walked in I was headed

up the stairs. "Night Dad."

Charlie watched me bewildered by my devouring the pizza so quickly. "Ugh night Eddy."

When I made it to my room I dumped my dirty clothes on the floor and hopped into bed in my boxers. No need to sleep in jeans. I didn't want to

dwell to much on tomorrows possible disaster or the rain, although I fell asleep with no trouble due to the lull of the current weather.