"My God Bella. How much do you need to pack?" Jasper groaned, helping me carry my suitcases down the stairs. It was January, and my plane was leaving

for France in six hours, but I liked walking around the airport. Jasper would be driving me there, since I wouldn't be able to leave my truck in the airport parking

for a year. Not that anyone would steal the piece of junk.

"I'm going to be gone for one year, Jasper! I need a lot of stuff!" I told him, bouncing down the stairs.

"I can't believe I'm letting my baby sister fly to France on her own, and live with a family I haven't met for one year." He muttered, stomping up the stairs to get the

last of my three suitcases.

"The last memory I'm going to have of you will be you acting like a baby!" I called after him. He continued stomping and I laughed. I'd promised Jasper I'd send him

emails with lots of pictures, so he couldn't complain.

"Alright." Jasper set the alst suitcase at my feet. "That's the last one. You ready to go?"

I took a deep breath. "Let's go."

Jasper helped me put my suitcases in the trunk and got in the dirver's side. I quickly got in the passenger seat.

I'm bringing sexy back

Them other boys don't know how to act

I think it's special what behind your back

So turn around and I'll pick up the slack

The look on Jasper's face was priceless when my phone rang. I laughed, my face going red, and opened the phone.

Hey

will meet u at the airport

cant believe ur leaving

~Em

I smiled and texted back.

hey

jaz just herd ur ring

priceless!

itl b ok. esme can cook 4 u.

I pressed sent with a smile. It was a long stading joke between Emmett and I that the only reason we hung out was because he ate like crazy and I could cook.

o. rite. well.

ok then!

lol c u in a few.

I laughed.

"Emmett's going to meet us at the airport," I told my brother. "He's not going to miss me, since Esme can cook for him."

Jasper laughed. "Ah, the deepness of your friendship. It's a wonder, I tell you."

We continued joking all the way to the airport, keeping things light-hearted, not thinking about the fact that I was really leaving. Leaving for one whole year. I couldn't

believe it was actually happening.

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"We're going to miss you so much, Bella." Esme sobbed, hugging me tightly.

"Don't worry Esme," I said cheerfuly. "I'll be back to keep Emmett in check before you know it. And I'll send emails and pictures and everything. It'll be as if I never left!" I

promised.

"How can you be so happy about leaving?" Esme cried. Carlisle, Jasper and Emmett all rolled their eyes. I just smiled.

"Oh, Esme. It's not like I'm going away forever. I'll be back in one year." I soothed.

"I'm going to miss your nineteeth birthday!" Esme continued to find reasons why I shouldn't be going, it seemed.

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.

Passengers for flight 117, please proceed to the gate. Passengers for flight 117, please proceed to the gate. The voice on the spoke.

"That's me!" I gave everyone a last hug before rushing to the line. They checked my ticket and sent me on the plane.

I relaxed into my seat, closing my eyes. The flight attendants went through the safety directions. It took a half hour before we finally took off. I was lucky enough to get myself

a window seat. I watched the ground disapear. Eventually I fell asleep.

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The plane is beginning it's descent towards Paris. Please ensure that your seatbelts are buckled and seats are upright. Thank you for flying with Sunwing." The intercom

woke me up. I looked out my window and smiled at the flood of lights that lit up Paris.

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I stood on my toes to find the family I would be staying with. I finally saw a sign a sign that had "BELLA SWAN" written on it in large letters. I walked quickly over to them

and smiled. There was a woman, a man and another man who I assumed was their son. He looked exactly like his father.

"C'est toi, Bella Swan?"(You're Bella Swan?) The woman asked me. Her gentle voice reminded me of Esme.

"Oui,"(Yes) I said in my klumsy french.

"Notre fils, Felix, parle bien en anglais." (Our son, Felix, speaks well in english) The man said slowly, for which I was grateful.

"Mais j'espere devenir mielleur au francais." (But I hope to become better in French) I said. I could hear the heavy accent compared to theirs.

"Excellent!" The mother spoke again. "Viens. Nous devons allez chercher tes baggages, et nous irons chez nous." (Come on. We have to get your luggage, and we'll

go home.)

They helped me with my suitcases, for which I was gratefull. Their son, Felix, was very bulky. His arms were thick with muscle and he was frighteningly tall. He reminded

me of Emmett.

And since the mother, who's name was Amélie, reminded me of Esme, I supposed the father, who was named Étienne was the only one who didn't remind me of anyone

back home.

They all seemed nice. Felix was very funny. They had a very nice car, a Kia Spectra5 SX Concept, from the looks of it. Yeah, I knew cars. I had an obsession with them,
Which was a little weird, when you thought of the old Chevy truck I drove. Felix asked me a bunch of questions while we drove to their house, both of us sitting in the back
seats. He spoke well in English, thank God. He asked about my friends, my school, my family. He looked truly sympathetic and apologetic when I told him my parents
weren't alive. I was glad I would get along with this family. After all, I was going to live with them for one year.

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