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A/N: Some of my characters have colorful language which is precisely why it's rated 'T'. So, if you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen. (I'm saying this in the most polite manner...)

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Chapter 2- The Life I once Had

Sometimes life doesn't work out in any old way you want. Sometimes life simply sucks. It sucks when all you do is wait and wait. Wait for something or someone to save you. I just simply wanted so badly for my mom to take my hand and lead me through the fire I was about to run into. But I can't.

I can't think about her.

I always thought she was coming back. But she never was, I simply had to get my head around it. Somehow, I was just going to have to deal with this.

What most people probably don't know is that my mother, Susan Marie Soto was born and raised in La Push as was my father. Somehow my dad was in a blood line of one of the most respected family name of the tribe- the Blacks. It's a long story but my father's name got switched ... somehow... to Soto.

"It'll be good for you, Lu." My father chirped upstairs. I was trying to avoid the fact that I was moving. Moving meant moving from Abigail-And if it meant that then I wanted nothing to do with it, even if she said not to worry and she'll text me every few seconds.

Rover, my eight-teen year old brother came hauling a bunch of suitcases into my room. He stopped then fell onto my bed.

"You're squishing my bra, Rover!" I squeal, making sure nobody else heard. What is with me and my draws that makes me so uncomfortable? I don't like talking about bras or periods unless I was with another girl. Why are girls so secretive about that stuff, anyways? I would surely never know- even if I was one. But I did know one thing for sure, if males ever knew all the cramps and bleeding we endure on a monthly basis, there would be alot less "16 & Pregnant" shows. Maybe it'd just be because they wouldn't want to stick their penis up into where blood had been recently streaming out of? Well... it can't be that I mean there's enough pad and tampon commercials as it is. I will never know.

Rover blushed a threw my bra in my face. Ah, I love brothers. Especially ones who are a little bit too comfortable with touching bras. I know Justin and Mark would probably let me pick up my own bra, but Rover was so comfortable with me he just threw it at me. Lovely. Maybe this had to do with our little gap within age? Rover was nine months older than me. And still annoyed the hell out of me.

"Gee, Thanks."

"Are you packed yet? We aren't going to have all day, you know? Tomorrow we are enrolled into THE La Push High School on THE reservation!" He says while giving big motions with his hands. Sometimes I think Rover and Abigail may be perfect for each other; with big hands and doing exaggerated hand motions. Don't tell Abigail I said that, she would totally freak. She much more likes my younger brother Ryan, the Rock 'N Roll listener in the family. I liked any kind of music personally, if the artist was good and I could relate- I'd love them.

"Not yet, Rover. I'm just getting my comforter off then I need to pack my make-up and stuff." I yawn, it was four o'clock in the morning and I still hadn't gotton anything for breakfast OR a good caffinated drink.

"Well hurry up, Lu. I'm getting antsy- I wonder what it'll look like? Ya'know, where mom and dad grew up. I wonder what mom would think of the place?" He smiled getting up and going back to the hallway.

I couldn't help but smile back, giving him a heartwarming hug along with it. I loved my family more than anything, but I also loved my town. I loved the way the sun shined down on my skin, how it completely lifted me off any bad mood I was in. And most of all, I loved the people. Despite the mean girl's and the, well, basically that's all on the despite part. I loved Cocoa Beach and the crazy people in it. And most of all, I loved my house. It was nestled right on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean where there was always surfing water. Not to meantion my friend Tony who worked at a funnel cake stand always gave me a free one at precisely three o'clock. I loved that physco surfer-serving-funnel-cake dude.

I got all my belongings finally packed inside a suitcase and ran toward the the two white vans. It must've seemed bizarre to see a girl go inside one of these things. Especially when all my dad would rant about was how rapists would catch you in a big white van and keep you there until you bled to death. My father was quite a character... maybe that was why I loved him so much. He definatly added to the crazy people in town's list with his squeaky clean-cleaning ways and his bizarre stories on how a rapist will pick me up. Huh.

I sat down in a seat near the back of the van. If I cried I definatly didn't want Daniel, my four-teen year old pain in my ass brother to start teasing me with the same old stuff like,

"You're such a girl, Luna! Man up and stop crying!" or, "Stop acting like you're bleeding to death of murder or you'll end up in the Mennntal Institution!"

Or some stupid come back like that. Really, they were such a disappointment to comebacks everywhere I don't think they even deserve a title of 'Worst Comebacks'.

I put my ear-buds in forcefully just to get the point across to my dad who sat happily in the front seat that I was not going to be happy with this move. In fact, I planned on the second I turned eight-teen that I'd come back to Florida and reunite with Abigail and have a job like my old friend Tony. Working at a stand wasn't that bad was it? I mean, sure low pay but it could probably let me have nessessities like water, apartment or free supply of Funnel Cakes right?

"Stop being such a mud in a stick!" My little sister Aqua yelled toward my direction.

"It's stick in the mud,you retard." I spat back.

"That's not a nice word!" She retaliated.

"Well the world's not nice!" Oh, did I know how unfair it could be! "So get used to it!"

"Oh my god, don't tell me I have to stay in this van, Dad." My younger brother Phil moaned.

"If it's assigned to you, Phil- Then yes." My dad ordered. My dad was always a big organizer so he assigned which cars which kid would ride in.

"We're all going to die before we get off this van, if Luna keeps her big-ass mouth open!" my sister Kali, who's an astounding thirteen years old. Praise the Lord.

"Language Girls!" Dad screams.

"I really like this boy in my class named Nick, he's SO cute and always twirls my hair." My sister Annabelle fantacises.

"Oh my God!" Phil Complained.

"He's a no good, rotton asshole, Anna! All he wants in a motherfucker to wipe ass all over !" I fume. "He's a twat!"

Annabelle and Aqua smiled then started giggling. "TWAT TWAT TWAT!"

"LUNA ROSE SOTO!" My Dad yells from the front seat. He calms down enough to say,

"I don't want another word from you."

"Asshole." I remark quickly. Not quickly enough apparently.

"It's like you kids have no respect for authority." My dad sighs depressingly as if admitting defeat.

I just smile and look out the window. Finally we drove down to the airport. God knows how much my father spent on airline tickets. I kind of felt guilty in a way, but soon got over this when the flight attendant gave me chocolate covered pretzels with a clear cup of Sprite.

I silently hummed the lyrics to one of my favorite songs- "Drops of Jupiter" By Train, acoustic version of course when my Ipod played it. As I took a small bite of my pretzel I peeked a look outside the airplane's small circular window. I was surprised, it was so beautiful and elegant. If you could ever call a piece of land elegant, that is. You could faintly make out the rough edges of the mountains and the flat plains that stretched a mile beside them. The land was made up of rich greens and silent speckles of color from flowers where in reality were miles on end long.

I smiled to myself.

"Isn't it beautiful?" My dad smiled, his arm around me as he leaned closer to me to get a better look. "Almost as pretty as my questionable daughter Luna."

"Dad..." I slightly smiled, but probably appeared as a smirk. I knew my dad loved me and all but I had a slight feeling that he saw my mom in me. My mom had long, drape-y brown ringlets that glistened a caramel color in the sun. She had full lips and a petite nose. With small, but gental eyes the color of the ocean. I loved her. We all had loved her.

"Get some sleep, Kiddo will you? I couldn't stand you being grumpy for the rest of the plane ride." He patted me on my shoulder and put Aqua in his place, silently going back to his seat behind me. "You know where to get me." He winked.

"Sissy?" Aqua sighed, trying different positions to get comfortable.

"Yeah?"

"Will you hold me?" She lifted her arms up.

"Aqua..." I warn.

"Pleeeease?"

"Aqua, we already been over this. You're a big girl now." I tell her. All these last few months we've been trying to get her to be by herself to go to sleep in her room, and we thought we made some success. She'd been sleeping with my dad in his bed all her life. Especially when mom was sleeping there. But lately she'd been showing her face in my room. I think resemblance was key to this child.

"But sometimes big girls need some help too."

I looked at her whiny aqua eyes and gave in. This child knew which buttons to push.

She snuggled up into arms, as if I were holding her as a baby. With a few sighs of content she finally opened her mouth and said,

"Will you read to me?"

"Big girls-" I start only to get interrupted by her.

"Need help too."

"Fine, Aqua. I don't have a book with me right now, though." I say.

Her eyes got big and bright with exhillaration.

"Make up one!" She squealed. Louder than she probably was supposed to because I got a few dirty looks from Mr. Laptop dude over there and his trashy looking wife.

"Shh...Aqua!" I whisper. "We have to be quite! Remember?"

"Yes!" She took her voice down. To Aqua, this was all a game.

"I have nothing to make up one with." I say irritated after a long moment of silence.

"Well..." She said her head getting off of my shoulder and looking around. "There!"

She pointed out the window. The scenary had drastically changed and we were currently in a different state I think. This had a whole different texture to it, it held fog and a ray of sunshine streaming through the clouds. One thing was for sure. We were definatly not in Florida anymore.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

"Hey!" Justin yelled, roughly waking me up from a dreamless sleep.

"What?" I said in a grumpy tone.

"Stop irritating everyone, Justin." Ryan said, obviously Justin woke him from his sleep as well-looking at the massive bed head he had. Ryan made an effort to try and go back to sleep, but at the looks of it, to no avail.

"We're here! Can you believe it? La Push!" He said happily.

"You dimwit, it's Seattle- Not La Push." Kali noted, obviously irritated by his stupidity.

"Close enough, you spaz."

"Oh my god, I wake up to this?" I comment.

"Calm down, kids." Ric said.

We soon got off the plane to the scent of fabreeze and Panda Express. I hated airports. Especially all the crap in the stores that they try and have you buy before you either board the plane or leave.

"Ohh, Ohh!" Annabelle squealed. She was headed towards the store displaying teddybears and comic figureines.

"Annabelle, come here! We can't all be seperated!" Germy protested. This was a lost cause now, since all my family members drifted off into different stores.

"Hey! Ryan!" My uncle Ricardo yelled out to him.

"I'm just going to get some more hair gel! Be back in a minute!" Ryan shouted back.

I took this time to head off into the book store on my right.

"Where are you going?" Dad questioned.

"Just to get a book or two. Geez Dad, chill out."

"Okay, but be back here in twenty minutes. We need to catch our train in an hour."

"Fine, Fine." I wave away the three adults.

I skipped over to the Teen Fiction. I got frusterated when all that was there was gooey romance novels with some supernatural being. Then I got more angry when I saw a book on parenthood. Hello! We all aren't sex-craved teenagers here. I got a sympathetic look towards an older lady when she saw me reading the title of a book called, "Teen Pregnancy: What should YOU do?". I quickly put it back. God knows what that lady was thinking.

Deciding that Teen Fiction didn't have anything I wanted, I quietly went over to the Sci-Fi and Mystery. I settled for a novel about a mystery in a town where there's been murders. Simple story line, but it seemed okay.

I went up to the check out counter and bought my book. Suddenly the clerk gave me a small smile and slid a thin book into my bag. I took a look only to see the dreadful,"Teen Pregnancy: What should YOU do?" book. I took in a deep breath before asking her,

"What's this?"

"Oh, thought you wanted this." She smiled. "No charge, honey. How far along are you?... if you don't mind me asking."

"I'm not-" I begun, but out of the corner of my eye I saw the old lady with a bittersweet smile settled on her face.

I ran out of the book store. I don't think fast enough, though- Considering. I pitched that ugly book halfway to the designated area where my father sat. That had to be the most emabarrasing moment of my life. The two sets of sympathetic eyes one ME. ME of all people. Abigail was going to have a good laugh about this tonight.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Ric asked me worriedly.

"Nothing... it's nothing." I reassured myself. I nodded a couple times and shook it off.

We were on the train in less than thirty minutes. I kind of liked trains. Because they never stopped. They were always on the right track. Always. I would compare myself to a train when I was in Florida. Then I would say me-The train- encountered a hurricane- my dad- who made me fly up and onto a different track which I didn't want to be on and would eventually end in me flying off of a cliff and dying.

I already seen this coming.

After the train we drove the rest of the way. Finally, and I do mean finally in the most exaggerated way because I was thinking of committing suicide by the end of my ride with my siblings- we got there. And no, it wasn't a big house. More, it was a medium sized house. Nothing at all like I was used to at the old house. I liked my old house because we all had seperate rooms. Own space. Now, it looks like we wouldn't get that luxury.

"HEY! LISTEN!" My uncle Ric yelled over the constant chatter in the van.

It went silent. My dad finally spoke in a strong voice,

"Here's the deal." he looked at us only to see glares beyond words. I swear, if he didn't give me my own room I would bite my head off.

"Give me-" Ryan started.

"Shut it!" Germy yelled.

"Here's the deal." My father repeated. " Phil and Daniel are a in a room,"

"Aww! I hate Phil! He always sets flies on fire in his room!" Daniel complained.

"Do not!" Phil defended himself.

"Yes you do, you idiot I saw it just yesterday!"

"BE QUIET!" Uncle Ricardo screamed.

"Justin, Ryan, and Rover in a room." Dad continued.

"Hell yeah!" Ryan smiled, high-fiving Rover. Both seemed elated to be in a room while Justin shyly looked the out the window. I kind of felt bad. Kinda.

"Now the girls, Aqua and Annabelle are together." Dad read off the list. All I heard was Annabelle's moaning.

"Be quiet, you jerk!" Aqua said, burning her short fuse.

"And Kali and Luna." Dad read off quickly. I was silently stabbing myself. Kali seemed happy, but I was far from it. Rooming with a thirteen year old girl while being seventeen is less that the ideal situation.

"Aren't you happy?" Kali said slightly disappointed by my glazed expression.

"Sure, I can teach you all the swear words in the book!" I say, coming back to reality. I jumped off of the van, landing in soft green grass.

"Really?" Kali said, a hopeful look on her face.

"Really." I laughed. Oh, I was just laughing inside right now.

Kali got an elated expression and ran into the house with her suitcase.

"I'll make sure to get us a good room!" She yelled to me.

I really doubted I'd get anything less. I had a knick for persuading people.

I looked at my surroundings. It was green. More green than Florida. But it didn't hold any elegance as Florida did; it was well... ugly. It could be pretty... but I had yet to see anything pretty in this disappointment of a town.

"Well, Welcome home Luna!" Dad smiled.

He said this was home. But God, it felt like it was far from it.

Thanks for reading! Did you enjoy?

Well, if you were curious about all her siblings and parents I'm going to get a list going. I'm only going to tell you their ages because I think it ruins it if you describe all of them. You have to let room for the imagination, right?

The Soto Family:

(Adults I'm not going to put ages. They would get embarrassed. ;) )

Uncles: Germy and Ricardo.

Dad: Zackary Soto.

Mother: Susan Marie Soto

Girls

Aqua- 8 years old.

Annabelle-10 years old.

Kali-13 years old.

Luna- 17 years old.

Boys

Phillip "Phil" - 13 years old (Kali and Phil are fraternal twins.)

Daniel- 14 years old.

Justin- 15 years old.

Ryan- 16 years old.

Rudy "Rover"- 18 years old.

Mark- 19 years old.

So... again, thanks for reading. I have the slight feeling I'm talking to myself on here.

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