I won't really miss the sun much, I've always preferred the rain and cold winds.

My mom was moving to Jacksonville with our young step-dad Phil, he was an alright guy but we weren't on the best of terms.

I wouldn't miss my back stabbing so called 'best friend' who apparently slept with my boyfriend while we were dating. I would miss my mom though, we moved a lot, Phil was a minor league baseball player.

My mom hugged me and my best twin ever Isabella, but she doesn't liked to be called that, so it's Bella for now on.

"Oh, I'm gonna my girls so much" mom said as she squeezed us,

"We'll miss you too mom" Bella and I said in unison.

"Come on girls, I love you all but we've got a plane to catch!" Phil complained,

I rolled my eyes as I took Bella's hand and walked over to the car. The car ride to the airport was quiet, no one spoke, so it was kind of awkward.

As we boarded the plane, I couldn't help but wonder what fun filled events will happen in our new home.

"I wonder how Charlie's been?" Bella asked,

Charlie's our dad, she calls him by his first name when he's not around. I shrugged, and leaned my head against Bella's shoulder as I drifted to sleep.

I felt someone shake me, I groaned in frustration.

"Izzy, wake up" Bella's voice innocently cooed.

I slowly opened my brown eyes, I lifted my head from Bella's shoulder and groggily looked at her.

"We're here" she said with a sweet smile in which I returned.

We got up and went out to the airport to receive our luggage.

We instantly found Charlie, he looked awkward. His hair was cut short and he had a fuzzy moustache, it was kind of funny.

The ride to his house was filled with an awkward silence, we rode in his cop car. Our dad is the sheriff. I look at a sign as we passed it, it read

'Welcome to Forks, Washington. Population: 300 residents'.

Wow 300, this should be a fun fill adventure (note the heavy sarcasm) I thought.

We pulled up in front of his house (our old home), I helped with the luggage and he showed us to our rooms.

My room was just the way I left it, pictures of my finger painting art work me and Bella did when we were five, my comforters on my bed were black with a little red.

"Well, I'll leave you to unpack" Charlie said awkwardly,

I nodded and silently sat on my bed.