Hey eveyone! I am very excited to write this first chapter, I hope you guys enjoy it.
IrisPOV
I was glad that we would be landing soon, I never liked flying before. Mostly because I had to wear an oxygen mask when at high altitude. Thanks CF. I wasn't sure how moving to Forks would help me, but I think I know why. Because I have Cystic Fibrosis, thick liquid builds up in my lungs and makes it hard to breath, it also effects my digestive system. I have a feeding tube that I have to use every night, to help me get the calories and nutrition I need. I don't just use a feeding tube thought, I also have a air tank that I am connected too all night. Yeah, it's a lot. Cystic Fibrosis is inherited, since I was adopted, Mom and Dad dont have it, neither does Bella. I don't think Renee every really thought about it, definitely not before she adopted me. I think she doesn't want to deal with it, maybe that is why she is happy me and Bella are going to Fork. I was still upset that I had a hard time getting through security, I have to take a lot of medications, plus I have to bring my feeding tube, my breathing tube and my vest. Oh yeah, my vest. I also use a special vest, that helps clear my airways. It basically shakes you, to help you cough the mucus out. Not very fun. I'm worried about going to a new high school. I don't want to be made fun of again or bullied, because of my CF. But I can't think about that right now, because we just landed.
Bella and me walk out of the terminal and over to the car pickup spot. We're waiting for Charlie to come pick us up. We landed in Seattle, but it is about a 3 hour drive to Forks. Yay. While we wait, I take my oxygen mask off and shove it in my backpack. I don't need it for the ride over to Forks. I decided to try and start a small conversation with Bella. Bella has never been mean to me, not really anyway. But I think she doesn't like all the 'specail treatment' I get. Which makes absolutely no sense, the only reason I have some special accommodations is because I have CF. She doesn't have it, so I don't see why she is so fussy about it. But I know she loves me, she trys to spend time with me and be supportive. I appreciate it, but I'm not always sure what she thinks of me. But before I can say anything, Bella talks first.
"You doing ok?" She askes looking at me with a questioning look in her eyes. I nodd.
"Just fine. How about you?" I ask, trying to keep the conversation going. She smiles and pulls me into a light hug.
"I'm good, just nervous about school." She said, I was too, but didn't say anything and just nodded again. Then a police cruiser pulled up in front of us. Dad. He was the police chief of Forks, so of course his car was a police cruiser. We loaded our stuff in the back and got in. I sat in the back and Bella sat with Charlie in the front.
"Hey girls. How was the flight?" Charlie was never a huge talker, but I knew he cared for us.
"Fine." Me and Bella responded at the same moment, we all burst out laughing, but my laughs started to turn into coughs. I pulled out my inhaler and took 2 puffs and then took deep breaths. I didn't have asthma, but an inhaler was a quick way to get oxygen into my system. Charlie immediately stopped laughing, Bella did as well a few seconds after Charlie did.
"You ok Iris?" Charlie asked me, I took another deep breath before answering.
"I'm fine. Can we turn on some music?" I askeed, trying to change the topic. I loved music, it helped me escape and just listen. Bella then turned on the radio and music flowed through the car. I relaxed and looked out the window.
The rest of the ride was silent and before I knew it we pulled up outside a 2 story house painted white with hints of light blue. Home. Charlie helped me get all my stuff inside and Bella gradded her own stuff. I hadn't been here in so long. I took it all in, the cozy living room, the bright sunny yellow kitchen. All of it. After we had all the stuff in the house, we took it upstairs. There were 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. Two of the bathrooms were off of the bedrooms. When Charlie walked over to a large room, I guessed it was Charlies room, but was taking aback when Charlie put all of my stuff in the room. It was ho doubt the biggest room. It had sage green walls and a white carpet floor. The ceiling was also white. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room, a built in dresser, bookshelves were all along one of the walls, all empty ready to be filled with books. But that still wasn't it, there was a desk with a computer on it that was a beautiful light brown color. I couldn't believe it, this was my room. My room! I knew Bella would be upset, but still. It was true I needed a lot of space for all my things. I was still in shock, when I realized that wasn't it yet. There were big silks hanging around the bed, with fairy lights attached to the silks. They made the whole room 100% cozier. And the second bathroom was off to the side of the room. Next to a beanbag chair and lamp. The room was already for then enough, but I checked out the bathroom, inside was a sink, a toilet and a huge, jacuzzi tube! I was beyond excited, this room had been empty the last time she was here. But now it was the nicest and coziest room in the house!
Then I felt guilty, I shouldn't have all of this. It wasn't fair. I didn't need all of this, every though I would love to have all of it. I decided to unpack and settle in later. I wanted to see if Bellas room was just as nice as mine. I walked in and saw her already unpacking a sour look on her face. Her room was also nice it was painted a pale purple and had the same soft white carpet. It was definitely smaller, but not by as much as she thought. There was a double twin bed in the middle of room, not as big as a queen, but still very large. She also had a bathroom, but it was a half-bath, just a toilet and a sink. I felt terrible for having the largest room in the house. I guessed that Bella probably didn't want to talk to me right now so I walked back over to my room and started to unpack. Clothes, books, medications, my vest, my feeding tube, my breathing tube, everything. I organized it all.
There it is! Chater 1 is done. I would like to clarify that Iris's room really isn't that much bigger then the others, but Iris wantes others to have more then her. The other rooms are also nice, but since this is from Iris's POV right now, she feels guilty. Not that she should, but she is a loving character like that. I really wanted to write my own character, because I love being able to write about them, without anything already set in place for the character. I also really want to spread awareness about Cystic Fibrosis, I do not have it, but it is very important that we are aware of it. I hope you guys all learned a bit already from this chapter. Please send me a message, if something isn't associated with CF, is written wrong while talking about CF, or describes it wrong. I want to make sure it is accurate, so we can learn about it. Thank you all!