Chapter Two- Sleep, this is not a dream

Tiereney's POV

I know I was most likely lying to myself.

I had felt the rain when we had exited the airport, felt the leather seats of the police car during the ride to forks, nearly fell on the way up the stairs, which is odd considering I was never this clumsy before and spent 15 minutes putting clothes that were definitly mine away.

There were two things I was ignoring, things that I don't know why I would dream up or change. first, In the movie the swan house had 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom, currently there was 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. Second, In the movie and every fanfic I had ever read, charlie swans eyes were brown not blue.

Looking at the room I'd chosen I could easily see my room back home. I had nothing on my walls back home, so just like here they were bare. There was carpet just like home, a single bed draped in green fabric, a desk and a closet. Just like home. The only real difference was that there were no shelves for my books, so I stacked them on the floor and the picture on the side desk next to the bed, instead of a smiling couple, was of a red haired, brown eyed woman smiling while striking a pose. Renee swan.

"just a dream, this is just a dream" I murmured while leaving the room and heading toward the bathroom.

A 17 year old girl with ice blue eyes on a heart shaped face, with a head of chocolate brown hair stared back at me from the bathroom mirror and relief like finding land after countless months at sea found me. Even if this wasn't a dream, at least I was still me. Same face, same age. Kind of shallow I know, but it was all I had.

The twilight saga was not something I was obsessed over, I had never read the books and had only seen the first movie recently. I was more into the fanfiction stories of twilight I had read on the internet then the actual story itself.

I put away all my bathroom stuff, tooth brush, tooth paste, and pads. You know normal girl nessecities. Then headed down stairs to see what I could do with myself.

While slowing counting down the minutes intil I wake. This was the longest dream of my life. So far.

I slept soundlessly that night, dreaming of my childhood, it was different , but seemed to be mine all the same, like a memory, clear and vived.

I woke to the same room I had fallen asleep in at the swan house and felt like crying, so I did, not loud, just tears.

Breakfast with Charlie and bella was quiet, like the dinner the night before. Not bad, but strange for me, all meals back home were always loud with excirement and filled with laughter. He wished us good luck at school. We thanked him, knowing his hope was wasted. Charlie left first, off to the police station, leaving bella and I sitting at the old square oak table in two of the three unmatching chairs and examining his small kitchen, with its dark paneled walls, bright yellow cabinets, and white linoleum floor.

Bella didn't seem able to take being in this house very well, because just as quick as chalie had left we were already outside locking the front door.

It was just drizzling, not enough to soak bella and I, who seemed to be in a hurry to get out of the misty wet that swirled around our heads. I had always loved the rain but I could clearly see bella did not.

Quick as could be bella entered the truck that would be are soul transportation in this hidden town. A truck that I had only vaguely noticed yesterday in my vain hope of this being a dream. It was a big truck with faded red color, big, rounded fenders and a bulbous cab. I could not understand why bella loved it so much. I liked vintage things as well but there was a limit, that this truck was passing. Aaaa.. who was I kidding this truck passed it a decade ago.

Finding the school wasn't difficult, it just left an unfamiliar feeling in me. The school didn't resemble any high school I had ever been to before. It was not obvious that it was a school; only the sign, which declared it to be the Forks High School, made bella stop. It looked like a collection of matching houses, built with maroon-colored bricks. There were so many trees and shrubs I couldn't see its size at first.

I missed my parents, my friends, my old life and my old school which I would have been starting my senior year at, instead of my junior year like here.

I was happy, I don't understand why I'm here, when I never wished or wanted to be.

Bella parked in front of the first building, which had a small sign over the door reading front office. No one else was parked there, so it must of been off limits, but we had to get directions inside or we would be circling around in the rain like idiots.

And suddenly it hit me, could I handle this. I had already decided during the car ride here to have as little to do with the main characters as possible, unlike the girls in the fanfics,that show up as bella's sister or cousin, or just themselves, I was not in love with edward cullen, jacob black, or any other twilight character. So I could just act like an extra, intill I was home again. Many of the girls in the fanfics said the same thing I'm sure, but were so busy observing everything and trying to keep the story going the way it should that they got involved anyway. I on the other hand will not, even if the story goes wrong I will do nothing. Because I want to go home and I don't plan on taking this high school drama with me.

All I had to do was play my part. I could do that, I think.