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Nothin' But A Good Time - Poison

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Chapter One

I read the highway sign as we rolled under it.

"20 miles to Forks, Washington." I said out loud. "Alright so, that means that we'll be there in about 40 minutes okay baby?" My special little man sighed dramatically and rolled his big brown eyes. "Are you sure mommy?" "Yes, I'm positive." I focused on the road again, but I could see the evil smile slowly forming on his small handsome face that he always made when he was about to do something slick. I could just hear the little wheels turning in his head.
"Are we there yet?" I rolled my eyes with a knowing smirk. So we were going to play this game, were we? "No." I answered calmly. But I asked him again when he tried to ask me, knowing every word that was going to fly out of his mouth and saying it when he was about to say it.

"Are we there yet?"

"Are we there yet!"

"What are you doing?"

"Stop copying me!"

"Quit it!"

"You're pure evil, mom, pure evil!"

I laughed maniacally in victory as he sat back in his seat pouting, feeling defeated. "Hah hah HAH! You can't out-annoy the master, baby." I ruffled his messy black hair and he knocked my hand away while I laughed. My son was such a sore loser.

"Then I caught that evil smirk out of the corner of my eye again. "Mommy, I have to pee." My heart stopped. He was joking. He had to be joking. He was pulling my leg. There was nothing but trees and forest along the highway, and there wouldn't be anything for miles. "You're kidding." I said, looking back and forth between him and the road.

"Nope." He said popping the 'p', with a triumphant little smile on his lips. I bred a little monster, I swear. I shook my head, I knew two pepsi's was a good idea. I observed all the traffic flowing around me, and saw that there was no way of getting to our destination faster. Unless…

"Baby, I need you to promise me something." "What?" He asked curiously. I reached over and checked his seat belt and it was secure. I checked mine. "That you will never drive like mommy." He laughed at me with wide eyes and I laughed. "Promise me." "I promise." He was excited to see what I was about to do. I nodded and turned up the stereo. The intro to Nothin' But A Good Time by Poison was blaring through the speakers of our little Ford Focus. I've always liked this song, and since I played it so much in the car he loved it too. It's amazing thinking of how much time we've spent in this car, moving from place to place. We both started nodding and screaming along with the lyrics as I sped and weaved through traffic like a mad person. What type of example was I setting for my son? I don't know. But we always had fun together. And hearing his heartwarming laughter over the music was reason enough and made it all worth it.

That was, until I saw lights flashing in my review mirror. I sighed and pulled over onto the shoulder off the highway and turned the music down. The officer walked up and tapped on the window so I rolled it down.

"That was some pretty reckless driving you were doing back there." I read his name tag, and it said Chief Swan. Great. Of all the police officers, I had to get pulled over by the police chief.

"I'm sorry officer, it's just that my son has to pee really bad and I saw rain clouds so I knew it was going to rain soon and we wouldn't go in the woods." He moved his flashlight to my baby's face and he was sort of dancing in his seat. I hid my very proud smile. My son was a great actor.

Chief Swan sighed, and nodded his head.

"It's all right ma'am. I understand. My daughter Bella used to wiggle just like that when she was his age. You two aren't from around here, are you?" "No, we're just moving here from Detroit. I'm Sharon Westmore, and this is my son Dean. I just bought a house on a street named Broker, and I'll be working at the bank."

"Broker Street? That's a few blocks from my house. I stay on Ackard. How old is the little guy?"

"Five years old."

Though he tried to hide it very well, I knew the look of pity on his fae when he registered how old Dean was and how young I looked. I'm only 22. I knew that look because we'd received it so many times. The same look that led to the whispering, which eventually led to the rumors spreading about us. The lies people made up since I was such a young single mother on my own, and the nasty things they would say about us. They'd even say some of them to us, which would always be the reason why we'd have to move. We never stayed in one place too long, and I didn't know how long we'd stay in Forks because of it. No child should ever have to go through that, and I hated that my son had to be put through this every town we stayed in. Some kid would repeat some bad comment their parents said, and he'd fight them for it. He was only five years old. All because of the quick look I saw register on Chief Swan's face. I instinctively grabbed Dean's hand and squeezed it without even thinking about it.

"He'll be starting school this year. I still need to find him a sitter." Chief Swan's face brightened a little. "Well my daughter Bella babysits. I'm sure she could watch him for you when she doesn't have school, and she could use the job." I smiled at him. "I think that's a great idea." Wow, the people of Forks were really friendly I guess.

We heard soft thunder, and it was beginning to lightly rain.

He wrote down his phone number on the paper that was supposed to be my ticket and handed it to me. "Here uh…why don't you folks get settled in, then give her a call? I'm sure she could help you out." I took the paper smiling. "Thank you Chief Swan." "You can call me Charlie. And uh…slow down, okay?" I chuckled and thanked him before turning on the headlights and the wipers to drive off.

As soon as we were off I laughed and gave Dean a high five. "And the Oscar goes to—Dean!" He started mock bowing as I laughed at him. "Wow. I get out of a ticket, make a friend, and found you a sitter? Am I amazing or what! Your mom's got skills!" I said as I ruffled his hair again and he laughed. Then he yawned but he tried to hide it. "Why don't you get some sleep babe? I'll wake you up when we get there. We'll be there really soon, I promise." He yawned again, then leaned over to me to fall asleep. "Okay mommy." His eyes slowly closed, and I kissed the top of his head and rubbed his tan arm. Dean meant the world to me. He was my everything. Everything I did, was for him. We were a team. And I've never let anything come between that.

About 20 minutes later, I pulled up in front of our new house. It wasn't small, but it wasn't too big either. It was absolutely perfect. Much bigger than the apartment we had in Detroit. "Dean baby, wake up. We're here." He sat up rubbing his eyes, then looked out the window. "Is this it?" He asked excitedly and I laughed. "Yes, this is it. Come on, let's go look around." We got out the car, luckily it'd stopped raining, and looked at out new home. "I'll race you!" I took off up the walkway and steps towards the front door and of course he'd dusted me, making it there first. He was really quick. As soon as I pulled out the key and unlocked the door, Dean darted into the house. I laughed, he was like a mini-version of The Flash.

I followed him past the living room up the stairs and he was standing frozen in the first room on the left. I leant in the door smiling. "Is this my room?" It was barely above a whisper when he said it. "Yes baby, this is your room." He ran to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, he was pretty tall for his age. "Thanks mommy." He hugged me as tight as he could. I stooped down to his level and looked him in the eyes holding both his hands in mine. "I have a good feeling about this time Dean. I can feel it." "Me too!" He gave me the biggest, toothy smile that made my heart soar. He was missing a tooth, but it was still adorable. He wrapped his arms around my neck in another hug.

"I love you Dean…so much."