The move to Forks had been fairly smooth. The last thing that was packed up was the little room that I'd gone to school in since I was little. Jasper and I packed up the room together. Others had offered to help but I wouldn't let them. Jasper and reminisced about all the long hours we'd spent in that room. It was funny how just a few months ago I hadn't really liked school with Jasper and now I already missed it.
Edward and I drove to Forks together in his Volvo and he spent most of the time telling me about Forks. I remembered very little of the town other than its small size. I remembered our large spacious house and I had one other memory of playing at a park with another child. I could barely remember making mud pies with the tan little boy who I thinks name was Jake.
Other than that the only other thing I really knew of Forks was that there were werewolves there. I'm not completely sure when my family told me about werewolves but I must have been fairly young and as far as we know, there's a whole pack of them in Forks.
Once we got to Forks and I saw just how small of a town it was, I couldn't help but be just a little depressed. When we arrived at our homes driveway we were almost out of Forks. The driveway of our home seemed to go on forever in the woodsy forest but finally we reached the large White House with huge windows. When we pulled in to the garage and discovered we were the last ones there Edward frowned and I knew he was thinking about all the times I'd asked him to slow down on the way here.
The beauty of having a vampire family is that things that were normally tedious took no time at all. Unpacking? Humans=Days Vampires=Minutes. So within minutes they had the whole house unpacked and arranged. Esme, Alice, and Mom had bought new furniture for almost all of the house and the living room had white carpet with two white couches, a huge TV, and various small glass tables including a glass coffee table with a vase of yellow lilies on them.
Edward and I went to his room on the second floor and I smiled at the room that was so very different from the one that had been in Sunshine. It was a corner room and two of the walls were nothing but windows, including the door the led out to a small balcony. Up against one window wall was a black leather couch and up against the wall that didn't have the exit door were shelves that covered almost the entire wall. The shelves held his stereo system, his hundreds of CD's, and his various books.
"Hmm, very you," I said. He raised an eyebrow and inquired,
"Really? How so?"
I shrugged. "It just is. The whole room screams 'Edward!'"
"Hmm and have rooms screamed at you before?" He joked. I elbowed him in the stomach playfully but lightly because any harder and I would have only bruised myself. He feigned hurt before chuckling.
"Ha ha," I responded sarcastically but couldn't keep a smile from spreading across my face.
He wrapped an arm around me. "Come on, let's go see your room."
"Oh, yay." My bedroom was just a few doors down and when he opened the door I shook my head.
The large room was light purple with a large flowery pattern etched around the top of the wall. The bed was up against a corner and beside it was a large window. Up against one wall was two large bookshelves that had all my books on it and beside it was, believe it or not, a purple desk with what looked like an outrageously expensive laptop and printer on it. There was also a dresser that had my stereo on it and a black CD storage box. Judging by the number of doors in the room it was safe to say that there was also a private bathroom.
This was all fine except that all my life I had slept in a twin size bed and now all the sudden there was a queen sized bed. Alice. Much to conveniently, Alice appeared at the door. She walked in and sat down on the large bed with a smile.
"Do you like it?" She asked and I heard the double meaning.
"Mhmm," I responded as my whole face grew pink.
"I thought you would," she replied simply as she stood up and headed for the door. On her way out she turned back and winked at me before disappearing down the hallway.
But all and all the transition was fine and that night I went to slept just fine but I'm pretty sure that had a lot to do with Edward humming my lullaby till I fell asleep.
That morning I awoke to the smell of bacon and no Edward in my bed. I miraculously made it down stairs to the kitchen without falling and fount Edward cooking.
"Yum," I said as I sat down at the counter. He smiled and came over to me.
"Good morning," he responded and bent down to kiss me lightly on the lips before asking, "Does it smell alright?"
I nodded. "Smells delicious."
"Good," he said as made me a plate. The food consisted of some kind of omelet, fried potatoes, and crispy bacon. "I wasn't really sure if it turned out right."
It was more than right. For as good as it smelled it tasted ten times better.
"This amazing!" I exclaimed. He sat down beside me and chuckled.
"I'm glad." I sat there with him enjoying a great breakfast completely unaware of what was heading our way.