My dad was waiting for me at the airport. He waved a hand in kind of a half wave and walked over to grab my bags. I had never really spent much time with Charlie. Mom had left when me and Zach were only months old. I had seen him a couple of times growing up but never actually lived with him. I threw a glance out the window, where it was raining buckets. I wonder why I had never felt the need to come to Forks before… Ugh. Rain.

Charlie reached me and took one of the two bags I had brought from home. He looked a little like me, well I guess I looked like him. Either way it was weird seeing little pieces of me mirrored in this almost stranger. He was a little taller then me but almost everyone was. Zach would always walk past me and stop to pat me on the head with his little smug smile; just a little reminder that he was "big brother" even if only by ten minutes.

I forced a smile for Charlie and shrugged it off. I didn't want to think about Zach right now. I was not going to brake down in an unfamiliar airport and definitely not in front of an unfamiliar man with my face. Same chocolate brown eyes, Same curly brown hair, even the same wary expression.

Same face, same last name, same expression. We should have a lot to talk about right? Not really, no, because it turns out the other thing we have in common is our lack of communication skills.

As we drove through the rainy town of Forks Charlie tried to make idle conversation with me. He tried, he really did for about ten minutes.

"How was your flight?" He asked, never looking away from the road.

"Good." I responded. God, traffic was slow today. Nothing slows traffic like a cop.

"How are you doing?" He tried again.

I picked at a thread on the end of my sleeve. How was I? How did he think I was doing? "Good." I blatantly lied.

"What's the weather like back in Arizona?"

I sighed looking out the window where it was pouring even harder then it had been when we got in the car. "Sunny."

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Forks Washington was very small as well as rainy. It was one of those places where everyone knew everyone else sense infancy and I got to be the new person. This was not going to end well. The town was so small that if you sneezed there'd be thirty people on your door step with chicken noodle soup before you could reach for a tissue. I didn't like it. Back home there was even some neighbors I had never met. It was definitely going to be a change. And I couldn't help thinking while I was unpacking, could there even be an interesting person out of such a small selection?

At least Charlie didn't feel the need to linger while I unpacked. He had showed me where my bedroom was and the bathroom we were to share and left me to go watch a sports game on the TV. I was glad for that. I have no idea what I would say to him if he stayed. Something told me I needed to make conversation with this half of my DNA. "say anything." A little voice in my head repeated as a kind of mantra. I couldn't have said absolutely anything from "I really dislike small towns." to "Are you to blame for my allergy to zucchini?" But I couldn't make myself focus on anything really. Not a good thing sense my first day of school started tomorrow.

I took a deep breath and put my picture of Renee on the night stand. I had a picture of Zach with me too but I didn't think I was strong enough to set it out yet. Besides I saw him enough already. Every time I closed my eyes I saw him.

(Authors note: What do you think?? Should I continue it? Next chapter she starts school and meets a certain green eyed Adonis. J)