I took a deep breath as I pulled up to the small house situated beside the dense forest. Deep breathes. In and out. I parked the car and stared out the window towards the front door. It was drizzling rain and pitch black outside. 'Keep calm', I chanted to myself, feeling nervousness bubbling in my stomach.

It had been a long drive from the airport and although my back was stiff and legs ached, I remained seated in my little blue car, in the dark. I was making a big deal of this. Well of course I was. I was fucking nervous. Here I am, in the middle of bum-fuck Forks-Washington about to go and live with my estranged uncle and cousin. Could it get any worse? I sighed to myself. No. Stop feeling sorry for myself. I slapped myself in the face. Hard. OW-MOTHERFUCK THAT HURT.

'Well, that's what'cha get for being such a dumb-fuck'

'Shut it, Pe-wee', I said to the voice inside my head. We all have one, I just gave him a name or usually just colourful nicknames. So what?

Psyching myself up internally I donned my game face and made it out the car. The wind hit me in the face, blowing my hair across my eyes. I grumbled and hurried it towards the boot to grab my bag. Yes, bag, singular. I don't have a lot of shit.

Rolling the small suitcase on the ground and making my way towards the front door, my heart began to pound in my chest. Dear god, this was going to be awkward. What was I supposed to say? 'Hi, thanks for taking me in?'. Uncle Charlie wasn't the warm, fuzzy, welcoming type as I recall. How do I thank the man properly for taking me in when I had no where to go? I am nothing but an obligation, a burden. A fucking stray.

'quit being so fuckin' melodramatic sweet cheeks, hurry up and get inside; its cold out and you'll freeze your nips off' He scolded me.

Did I mention the voice in my head was a crude asshole?

I sighed again before hesitantly knocking on the door. I shuffled my feet nervously as I heard someone approaching the door. It opened to reveal the straight faced police chief, his face sunk in relief.

"Ashlyn" He sighed, "thank god, I thought you'd gotten lost, you should of let me come down and pick you up from the airport" Charlie grumbled as he took my suitcase from me and led me inside.

I shook the rain off myself in the hall and hung my heavy Forks approved jacket up before following him upstairs.

I was led to a reasonable sized bedroom with a single bed, chest of draws and a desk. The floor was carpeted cream and the walls painted a dark brown colour. A floor length mirror hung behind the door; that was a nice touch. There was a window that looked out onto the front of the house. You could see the woods from here; that was probably the best thing about the room.

"What do you think?" Uncle Charlie asked from the door. A stab of guilt went through me, I should be more grateful.

"Its wonderful Uncle Charlie, I love it" I grinned at him. He didn't even bother to smile back, just gave me a sympathetic look. 'it's going to be like this a lot isn't it? Sympathetic looks and walking on egg shells' I thought.

'What the fuck do you think? The least you could make the most out of it, see if he will buy you TV for your room?' He suggested happily. 'shut-it Muppet, the man just opened up his home for me, I am not going to guilt him into a new TV' I scolded him.

'But the new season of keeping up with the Kardashians will be starting soon' He pouted.

'too bad, I won't be watching that crap for you anymore anyways' I retorted back and heard him make an outraged sound. I was pleased and gave myself a pat on the back.

"C'mon let me show you around" Charlie said and exited the room. I followed. Turns out 'showing me around' consisted of showing me Bella's room, the bathroom, the hall cupboard and then the kitchen and living room. He even made a display of trying to show me where things were in the kitchen, rather unsuccessfully, I might add as he had no idea where anything was. He must not be able to cook. Must run in the family then.

He finally led us back to the living room as he took a seat on the couch. I sat on the chair next to him. I decided to jump right into conversation before it could get awkward.

"So, where's Bella?" I asked. Seems like a safe enough question. Watching Charlie's face screw up in exasperation, I guessed it wasn't.

"She's out with her boyfriend" He muttered. I blinked a few times? Bella had a boyfriend? Good for her. Wait, she's out with him now? On a school night? Looking at the clock I realised it wasn't that late but still... Bella didn't seem the type. Huh.

"Now I know what your thinking and its not like that, Bells is just hanging around over at the Cullen place tonight. She's having dinner there and should be back any minute" Charlie explained. I nodded my head in compliance. She's hanging out with the guys family? Is that what she told him? Of course she is.

'yep, bet she's getting ploughed into next Sunday' He added cheerfully.

"Oh okay" I said awkwardly, not wanting to bring up my thoughts. Poor Police Chief father would be out the door with his shotgun if he knew what I really thought.

"..."

Awkward silence filled the air. What do you say to an uncle you haven't seen in five years?

"I'm real sorry about your folks Ashlyn" Charlie said quietly eyes cast to the floor. I looked away from him, gulping. 'Here comes the sympathy' I thought.

"Yeah, me too. Thanks Uncle Charlie" I whispered back, not knowing what to say. What do you say in situations like these?

"They were good people, didn't deserve to die like that" He stated. I nodded in agreement, not wanting to think about my parents deaths. Charlie and my dad were half-siblings and although they didn't grow up together they kept in touch and knew each other quite well, both had a keen interest in fishing; Family meant a lot to both of them.

Thankfully at that moment the front door opened. 'Perfect timing'

Bella entered the living room, she looked at me and smiled shyly,

I stood and engulfed her into a hug. I hadn't seen my little cousin in two years, she still hasn't got a cell phone and wasn't great at long distance friendship thing but I was still glad to see her. We were close growing up, being around the same age rage we were always forced to be together. Although in recent years she had been... a bit gloomy.

'ye mean fuckin' depressing. Moody freakin' teenagers, I swear if she's still that same glumy ass bitch I'm gonna pour tobasco in her panties – set her cootch on fire'

I tried very hard not to giggle as I pulled back from her hug. God, Bella will think I'm a weirdo if I start laughing randomly.

I smiled at her and looked at her smiling face but eyes danced with pity. 'Ugh here it goes'.

"I am so sorry, Ash" Bella whispered. I gave her a reassuring smile.

"I'll be fine Bells, don't you worry about me" I said to her, looking into her big brown eyes. Just like mine. I then leaned forward and gave her a comforting kiss on the forehead.

"so, I hear you have a boyfriend Bella" I smirked at my younger cousin. I watched as she smiled and blushed at the same time. Looks like she's smitten. Too smitten, I narrowed my eyes.

"Oh yeah, Edward, we haven't been dating that long; we just staring seeing each other before the summer" Bella said quietly but with a star struck dreamy look on her face. 'Dam teenage infatuation, Bella's too weak emotionally to deal with that shit'.

'god thunder-thighs, leave the girl be, if she wants to be fucked regularly by some snot nosed kid and pretend its love then let her; girl needs t'grow up eventually, she's too melodramatic and masochistic' His voice cut in.

'Oi, Assquach, that's my cousin and she needs protecting, she's too fragile to be fucked around like this, I need to do something'

'ugh, Queen kong, leave the poor girl alone, don't be stirring shit in her life just cos you can't get laid' He scolded. I ignored him. I knew what was best for my little cousin. I always did.

"oh well I can't wait to meet him" I said sincerely to Bella, 'and teach the boy a thing or two' she smiled back and looked a little nervous.

"He'll be at school tomorrow right?" I asked, just to make conversation.

"Oh uh yeah, he usually picks me up but I can ride with you on your first day" Bella offered, I smiled back at her thought. I wanted to tell her that it was my senior year at high school, I could handle starting a new school, especially a teeny-tiny one in the middle of nowhere. I went to school in Texas and its true what they say, everythings bigger there; including the schools.

'and your ass' He supplied unhelpfully. Ugh, sometimes I hate him. 'Your just jell that I have a totally spankable ass whilst your buns are like a deflated soufflé.

At this he made an outraged choking noise. I giggled.

I then noticed the two occupants of the room looking at me curiously, I smiled at them hoping the didn't think I was a bit loony.

I heard a him scoff.

"Well, if you don't mind I am going to settle in for the night" I said politely to my family.

"If you need anything Ash just shout" Charlie said, shooting me a fleeting glance before returning his eyes back to the television.

Bella nodded and told me she would wake me up for school.

I made my way up the stairs and to the new room that was designated as mine. I looked around the nice but relatively plain room and decided I needed something to make it a little more me. So for the next hour I trolled Amazon and bought a couple things to make my room more homier. A new comforter, a painting of a figure jumping from a cliff, a dream catcher, some new curtains and a couple books whilst I was at it.

After I was finished I realised how late it was. I stood and stretched my legs making my way over to my door. I peaked my head out to hear the shower running and the sounds of a game coming from downstairs. Bella must be in the shower and Charlie must be watching TV. Good, hopefully I can sneak out without being noticed; they would be going to bed soon. But just in case I packed the pillows up under my covers to make it look like an occupant lay underneath.

I made my way over to my suitcase and took out a backpack, I packed a nice thick blanket, bottle of water and donned a comfortable winter coat. I had bought a few for coming to live in Forks; it was necessary.

I crept over to my window silently and eased it open slowly. I took a deep breath of fresh air. I wasn't quite the same Texan heat I was used to but still pleasant. Fresh air always made me feel better.

I opened the window as wide and it could go and crawled through it carefully. I dangled my feet and allowed them to hover in the air as I turned around at closed the window.

I turned around slowly mid air and shot off towards the woods at lightning speed. I flew through the woods at an average pace, taking in the new area that would be my home: It was magnificent. The rain had just recently stopped but the odour still remained heavily in the air, giving the forest a fresh alive feeling to it. It was chilly but with my heavy jacket it did not bother me, instead I relished the feel of cool air whipping past my face. I flew in and out from the tree's occasionally touching the bark, feeling the texture on my palms. I flew low to the ground, admiring and observing the forest floor. I was lucky to see several deer grazing near by. I sat on a tree watching them curiously before moving onwards with my exploration of the woods.

I shot up in the sky, above the trees and admired the forest as a whole, it stretched on and on as far as I could see. I saw the mountains and lakes and it looked incredible from here. I would miss my home but this was a whole new adventure land for me and I was looking forward to learning every inch of this playground.

I floated downwards and landed on a high, thick tree branch. I took my back pack off and removed the blanket, covering myself to keep warm. I then lay down using my bag as a pillow and stared up at the stars.

It was truly a beautiful night.

I could hear the chirping, crickets and usual noises of the forest around me and sighed closing my eyes in peace.

Now that I was living with Charlie and Bella how was I supposed to hide the secret that I could fly? My parents knew and I was able to fly to my hearts content but only in secluded areas and if I wore a tracking GPS so they knew where I was. I smiled sadly remembering how supportive my parents were with a freak for a child.

'your not a freak, just powerful' I was told yet again by the voice in my head. I didn't agree with him.

I was ten was this all began. Well, when it was first noticed. It began with me stretching for the television remove. I was laying comfortably down on the couch and the remote was a little too far off but I couldn't be bothered sitting up to get it, I stretched as much I could but then it just hovered over to me. I did what any normal kid would do: scream and think I was going crazy. I talked with my parents, they sat me down and said I have been doing things like this all my life. Moving objects towards me, pushing them away and even hovering above the ground for a few moments. All of this was instinctual, I didn't think about it. When they told me of how when I was a kid on a swing and jumped I off of it, I hovered in the air for a moment before floating down, I was beyond exited.

It got me thinking and now, here, eight years later, I can fly. Incredible isn't it? At first I pestered my parents believing that I was adopted. I was a hundred percent their biological child. I even tested it. They were completely normal humans so how could I do these things and they couldn't? They had no answer. I wanted to go to the doctor but they were very amendment about never telling anyone. I see now the wisdom in that decision. I have came up with many theories as to how I can do what I can. 1. I am an alien that was switched at birth with another child. 2. my mother was raped by an alien or an alien took the form of my father to... you know... 'fuck her?' 'ugh yes'. 3. It is a genetic mutation like X-men or heroes. 4. I am not human but was born from humans, no idea what that could be however; fairy, demon, angel, witch … the list is endless. The only supernatural creature I am certain of is that I am not vampire, I'm still alive and don't drink blood so.

Whatever the reason, I can fly and move objects around. I don't know if maybe one day I will develop more powers or if this is it. I don't know. I am not even sure what it is I should classify what I can do. I mean, yes I can fly but it is so much more than that. I can move myself and objects around. Is that telekinesis? I am not sure. I have spent a lot of time researching this. I class it as telekinesis and being able to fly. My two secret powers.

I don't use my telekinesis much as I don't have much need for it. But my flying, well, I try to fly everyday. It is amazing. The sense of complete freedom and peace is unequal to anything I've ever felt before. It is like my meditation, it clears my mind and helps me reflect upon things. Flying inspires me to be more than I am. It makes life seem so... small and insignificant. It makes me feel a part of something wonderful.

'Aw, I'm gonna cry' he mocked me.

'I can't have one peaceful moment can I ?' I grumbled internally.

'na, ill always be here to brain fart for ye' he sniggered.

'Asshole' I cursed. Why did he have to ruin perfectly nice moments like this? I sighed. I could hear him talking to me but I blocked out his voice. He was ruining the lovely ambiance of the forest.

I took deep breathes in and out, relishing the feel of clean fresh air filling my lungs and let my mind drift to how things would play out at school tomorrow...

A/N: Hey guys, so this is my new fic. I am not really stuck on this I just kind of liked the idea. Should I continue this? Is it worth continuing, let me know :)