This week flew by with my entire family here. It's Friday, and my dad wanted us to have the weekend to get set up in our new city. Yes, I'm going from a small town, to a deserted island, and now a huge city. This should be fun. I start my new school Monday, and am a little freaked out. I haven't set foot in a school for 3 years. When I left school I was in elementary school. Now I'm starting Middle school, in the middle of the school year!
"Calm those thoughts in there." My dad said as he placed his hands on my head and kissed the top if it.
"I cant." I sighed, kicked the box I was packing to the side, and slumped to the floor. We were only to take what he needed with us, since everything we could ever need was already at the house in Boston. My dad and I finally convinced my mom to move into the huge house my dad was talking about. She really didn't have a choice since my father already bought it.
"You will be fine. This is a good beginning for you. Get out there and make some human friends. Not friends that live in the ocean."
"I do have human friends. Claire and Alyssa."
My dad shook his head. "Friends that are oblivious to our world."
I shrugged. "I guess that would be cool." I moaned.
"That's the spirit." My dad messed my hair and walked out of my room.
"Hey squirt." Jacob said as he walked into my room.
"Hey." I murmured. I was still sitting on the floor, pouting.
"Talk to me, babe." He said, and flung himself onto my bed. He rolled onto his stomach resting his head in his hands as he looked down at me.
I took a deep breath and folded my legs. "You sure you cant stay with me for a while?"
"Ah, honey," he reached out and touched my cheek, trailed his thumb across my bottom lip. It tingled. "You know I want nothing more than to stay with you, but I have to get back to the pack. Soon enough you will be moving back to Forks. Boston is the last stop on your way home." He seemed to be fighting with himself to get the words out.
"I know, but mom's going to be in school for at least 4 years and then she has to do her residency."
Jacob's eyes brightened and he smiled my favorite full faced smile. "You'll be almost 17 by the time you move back to Washington."
"You say I'll be almost 17, but my parents will say I'm 13."
"No they wont." He laughed once, kissed my forehead and dropped his hand from my cheek.
"You don't know that."
"We'll see." He bobbed his eyebrows and laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
Jacob looked towards my door and back to me. "Just promise me one thing." He said quickly.
"Anything." I knew I sounded too eager, but I didn't care.
Jacob opened his mouth to speak, but my dad hurried into the room.
"Jacob," he growled. "Outside, now."
"What? I wasn't-"
"Now." My dad's eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared.
"Coming." Jacob mumbled. He didn't seem scared at all.
The new house was even bigger than I thought. I really did have a whole level to myself. As soon as you walk into the house you stepped into a sunroom. It was bright and open, Flowers lines the walls. The room smelt like a flower shop. Once inside the long hallway led to an open living room, and a beautiful staircase leading to the second floor. To the right of the staircase was the dining room. The furniture throughout the house was very elegant, and you could tell by just looking at it, it was expensive. The double doors circled into the wide kitchen, and wrapped back into the living room.
"Come on lets go find your room!" Alyssa tugged on my arm.
"Top floor!" My dad called after us as we ran up the marble stairs that were blanketed in a burgundy velvet carpet. The railing was a shiny brass color. The second floor over looked the living room as you walked down the hall. 2 rooms lined the right side of the wall, and 1 door was at the very end of the hall.
Claire opened the first door and we peered in.
"This must be my dad's office." I guessed when I saw a desktop computer against the far wall. The wall on the far right side of the room was lined with bookshelves. The left wall was full of Pictures from the day I was born until now. A huge canvas portrait of my parents on their wedding day hung in the middle. We walked out of that room and continued to the second door.
"I think this is your mom's office." Alyssa guessed. I stepped into the room and sure enough a wooden desk sat facing the window with a huge leather chair. I walked over to the bookshelves lining the left wall. It was full of any kind of medical book you could imagine. The entire room was decorated in the Harvard school colors. The right wall was decorated in pictures from my mom's human life, her friends from High School, pictures of her and my dad, then a bunch of the three of us. Some were of her and a woman I have never met before. I reached up and traced the planes of the woman's face then my mom's. They looked a lot alike. I moved onto a picture of, I think, a very young picture of my mom, she couldn't have been older than 3, the same woman and grandpa Swan. The baby in the strangers arms looked exactly the way I did when I was that size. The only difference was the shade of our skin and our hair color. I made a mental note to ask my mom about the woman.
"Come on lets see what my parents' room looks like." I ran out of the room as Claire and Alyssa followed. The door at the end of the hall opened up to a huge room. Glass doors opened up to a balcony overlooking the park across the street. Their huge bed was placed in the corner of the room. 2 walk in closets sat on either side of another door leading to their bathroom that was the size of my old room. Why they needed a bathroom that big was beyond me. The floor was a pearl white tile that matched their bathtub that was almost as big as a pool. If their room looked like this I couldn't wait to see mine.
The three of us ran back to the stairs up to the third level. The first door was my room. A huge canopy bed was directly across from the door, light pink carpet blanketed the floor, I also had a bathroom right off of my room. It wasn't nearly as big as my parents, but it was perfect. Like my parents I also had a walk in closet filled with new school clothes. I had a bay window with a cushion and pillows so I could sit and look down at the city street.
We continued down the hall to my computer room. The last room in the hall had all the game tables in it with a flat screen TV and a black leather sofa instead of my beanbag chair. My Xbox was in the basement hooked up to a TV that covered the entire wall. It reminded me of a movie theatre. Except the uncomfortable chairs were replaced with a huge couch and recliners. My dad had placed the speakers in the wall, for the surround sound.
This house was a dream house for anyone who like luxury. We had a 2 car garage with a brand new black Volvo for my dad, and Uncle Emmett drove over my mom's Ferrari. I begged my dad to bring me to school in it. My mom was more than willing to drive the Volvo. She just didn't understand the beauty of fast cars.
"Do you think you will be able to?" My mom asked excitedly.
She was talking to my grandpa as I walked back down the stairs and into the kitchen. He was sitting at the small table while my mom was perched on the counter with my dad standing next to her, leaning on her leg.
"I just got off the phone with the hospital and the school board. They are more than happy to accept."
"That's great!"
"What's great?" I asked as I pulled 3 soda's out of the fridge, handing one to both Claire and Alyssa.
"I might be able to get a teaching job at the collage, and work at the hospital where your mom will have to do her residency at." My grandpa informed me.
My eyes widened and I spit out my soda. "That would mean…"
"Yes." My dad chuckled.
"You're moving here!" I screamed and threw my arms around Alyssa. We both jumped around the kitchen.
"Ness." My dad spoke warily. I looked up at him, my smile fading as I followed his gaze to Claire. She was looking down at her soda can, flicking the top with her index finger.
"You can still come visit, and besides you really want to leave Quil?" I nudged her arm and she smiled at the mention of his name. I leaned over to whisper into her ear. "Quil." I hissed.
"Stop." She blushed and pushed me away. "I'm happy for you, really." She said to Alyssa. "I got you for the last 3 years, it's Nessie's turn."
"Where are we going to live?" Alyssa asked as she climbed onto my grandpa's lap.
I walked over to stand in front of my dad, and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.
"You and your parents are in the house next door. Aunt Alice, Uncle Jasper, Grandma and I are 2 houses down from you." He answered her. "Since we're only here for a handful of years we're going to live a little older than we usually start out."
"This is too cool! When did you decide this?"
"A few days ago. I needed to move into a different hospital anyway. It was time to start over. Plus I want to see first hand how well Aunt Bella does in school."
"Sure, I love the extra pressure of my father-in-law as my teacher, and then my attending at the hospital," my mom groaned, then smiled. "But I am happy to have you here." She added.
It was hard to say goodbye to Claire, but it was time for them to leave. Quil hugged me and wished both Alyssa and I good luck in our new school. Alyssa and I hugged Claire at the same time. She was going to talk to her mom about coming to Boston as soon as school let out for the Summer.
Jacob knelt in front of me, "Good luck, sweetie." He forced a smile. It wasn't my favorite one.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. "I'll miss you."
He turned his head to whisper into my ear. "You have no idea." He stretched his neck and kissed my neck. "I'll see you over Christmas vacation." He promised.
Jacob was coming back with grandpa Swan, Sue, Seth and Leah for Christmas.
"Cant wait." I held back the tears.
The announcement for their flight rang though the airport. "I have to go." Jacob reached behind him to unlock my arms from his neck. He took my face gently in his hands and kissed my forehead. "Take care, kiddo." He said, and turned his back on me.
I let the tears fall silently as I watched the three of them walk away. My dad rested his hand reassuringly on my shoulder and I turned, digging my face in his shirt.
"They'll be back." He reassured me.
"I know." I sighed.
Both my parents put their arms around me as we walked out of the airport. The next day was the start of the next chapter of my life.