Chapter 3 – Forks High

AN: Sorry I'm updating like 3 weeks late, but school started and I'm already packed with homework and assignments. Not to forget I only got about 1 review for the last chapter, so I didn't have much motivation. It says differently in the review page, but that's from the chapter 2 of the story before I totally re-wrote and changed it, I do remember how many I really got. And please don't add this story to your alerts without reviewing, its not that hard even if it's a small review. It makes a big difference to me. Thanks and hope you enjoy the chapter :)

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My nerves were playing up again. I slowly melted into the leather driver's seat of the most expensive rental car money could buy. After taking a few deep breaths, I turned on the navigator and entered the address of the motel. It wasn't too far to Forks, but going at my slow pace I could only hope to get there by sunrise.

I drove non-stop until I reached Forks. The motel was easy to locate, being one of the only buildings on its street.

The broken vacancy sign was collecting moss as the footpath was weeds. I found what appeared to be the front desk and rung the bell.

A frail, old woman came out from the back room, popping her glasses on as she reached over to grab some papers.

"Umm, Claudia, is it?"

"Yep, room for one"

"Room 6, just up on the left, dear"

The room was simple to find, the motel only having 10 rooms. It looked like any normal hotel room. . . back in the 90's. I sighed and unpacked my luggage before falling asleep on the rock hard bed.

The sun rays were filtering through the blinds when I woke, making today one of those rare days in Forks, sunny. It was 10am, early for me to be out of bed when it's not a school day. I stumbled out off bed, got dressed, had a shower and got breakfast.

Locating Forks High was an easy task. Thankfully everyone was in class, so I was free to head over to the administration without attracting attention. It was just as described in the book, brightly lit, a vast array of plants in plastic pots and a red-haired woman seated behind the counter. I planned to enroll and see how things went from there, if the Cullens didn't exist I'd fly back home. I could just as easily find out on the internet whether they exist or not, you can find out pretty much anything on the internet, but I prefer to do things the hard way.

Enrolling was simpler than I expected. I wondered if I'd even be allowed to enroll, considering I had no parent or guardian there with me, but I lied saying I was staying with my uncle for a while, and thought it best I didn't miss out on any school. When my name I came up I panicked.

Isabella Marie Swan was the name I finally scribbled down.

I handed the forms back and waited while she checked over them.

"You wouldn't happen to be related to Chief Swan would you?", she asked.

Again I went into panic mode,"No, must just be a coincidence", I replied with a small smile. Now that I knew Charlie existed, I had more hope that the Cullens did too.

I got my timetable and map. To my relief, I didn't start for three days, giving me enough time to go shopping for clothes in Port Angeles this weekend.

The local gas station gave me directions to find my way to Port Angeles, but I still found a way to get lost. I thought if I could find my way today, I'd have no problem tomorrow. It was getting dark by the time I finally got there, so I came back to Forks straight away.

The old woman behind the front desk, whose name I was still unsure of, greeted me as I entered the motel. Now I really had to be careful, I was staying under the name Claudia here, while I was enrolled as Isabella at school.

I was sweating heavily when I woke up. I'd had the same dream I'd had on the plane,only this time he didn't cut off suddenly.

". . .I just don't feel the same way, it's like I want to, but you're not all there. It's like part of your personality's missing, I just can't figure out which part. I just feel you're hiding something from me and even you don't know what it is. Alice has been hiding her thoughts from me, and I think you have an idea why, please Bella, please, just tell me? "

This was the first time I'd thought about the dream since I was on the plane. It was even more confusing now with the added information. I just couldn't make it out.

Once I finished in the bathroom and had something to eat, I jumped in the car and started towards Port Angeles.

Teenagers my age filled the streets, talking and shopping with friends. Jealously struck me, nobody ever invited me to go shopping back home. I located a string of car parks and headed into the nearest store. Thanks to Tristan, I had enough money to buy whatever clothes I wanted. And that I did. I emerged twenty minutes later loaded with enough clothes to last me two weeks without wearing the same thing twice.

Struggling like an idiot, I started to head over to the car when I saw a girl walking down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the main street. I couldn't see her face, but I could see her short, deep black hair, going off in every direction. I was immediately reminded of Alice. Maybe it wasn't her? Just someone with her exact hair. For all I know it could have even been a guy . . . who happened to wear clothes of a runway model. Fighting back the urge to go over and see if she was Alice, I threw my things in the car and sped back to the motel.

I made it to my room, after dropping half my bags on the floor about a million times, and dumped them in the corner. The more my mind replayed the girl in Port Angeles, the more she seemed to resemble Alice. Short black hair, thin frame, catwalk clothes, it all added up. I hoped though that it was her. It proves the Cullens exist, proves vampires exist. Pretty much my dream come true, only I still didn't know what to do about my mum. It was still early, so I opened up my laptop, signed onto MSN and finally made contact with Tristan. He was ecstatic to hear from me, and I was to hear from him. Everything was fine at home but he still didn't tell me what he'd told mum.

We messaged for about an hour before I logged off and soon fell asleep.

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Please review and give me some ideas what to do next. What could Tristan have told their mum? I still haven't come up with an idea for that, but I have thought about what happens at school. I wanted to leave this chapter on a cliffhanger lol but I could only leave it here haha. I think I'll shutup now :)