I looked around my room and smiled. It was the same room I have always had whenever I came to visit my dad. Fortunately, I would be staying here for as long as I wanted to live with my parents. My mother kicked me out of the house. My smile began to turn upside down as I thought about the events that had happened only weeks ago.

I was coming home from school when I heard my stepfather scream at someone, my mother probably. I rushed into the house to find Phil, my stepfather, standing over my mother, his fist was cocked and was swing down to hit her square in the face. This wasn't the first time and it probably wouldn't be the last time Phil hit Renee. But for some stupid reason, love I believe my mom had said, Renee stayed with Phil. Each time I went to intervene my mom would stop me, tell me everything was okay and it was her fault for making Phil angry. Each time she promised it wouldn't happen again. I don't know why Renee didn't just turn him into a fly; she could if she wanted to. I told her I wouldn't get in between the two of them, but I couldn't help it this time. I was really pissed that Phil kept doing this. Love or not, my mother should leave him. I grabbed him by the hair and smashed his face into my raising knee. His nose gushed with blood, but Phil was a tough guy and could take a lot of crap from people.

I charged forward and I made a single thought and he flew across the room. He had crashed into the wall and went straight threw. Now thinking on it, I smirked. That was a moment I shall never forget. His face went slack as he fell into unconsciousness. I remembered how pissed Renee was. She screamed at me, telling me to get out and never come back. So here I am in Forks, living with my dad, Charlie. Chief Swan. I started to unpack my clothes and arrange things to my liking. I heard a motorcycle drive into the front of the house. I smiled and, with a flick of my wrist, sent the rest of my clothes into the air. They danced into the closet and hung themselves up. I cast a quick spell to finish unpacking my stuff and to put things where they needed to go. I ran down the stairs, almost tripping over my feet.

My dad was getting off of the bike and smiled when he saw me.

"Hey Bells, got a surprise for you." He smirked, seeing my excitement.

"It's…its mine?" I started forward, running my fingertips loving over the midnight blue paint.

Charlie handed me the keys in an answer.

I jumped into his arms and started to kiss him on his cheek.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I screamed.

He wrapped his arms around me after a moment and smiled. "You're welcome Bells."

He started to walk into the house and then stopped, his head whipped to the window of my room. He turned and crossed his arms. He gave me a semi-serious glare.

"Bella, did you cast a spell to unpack your things?"

I gave him an innocent look and cast a thought towards my room. Everything was put away so I ended the spell.

He sensed that too and tried not to smile. "Now Bella, that is very lazy."

"Dad, I hate unpacking. It was just a tiny spell to make things move along at a quicker pace."

Unlike my mom, Charlie didn't really mind me using magic. My mom didn't like magic and she threw that part of herself away. I loved magic. I didn't understand how she could throw it away. It is apart of you. I sighed in thought of her and my dad gave a sad smile as if he knew what I was thinking. Of course he didn't though. My mind was shielded by many years of training. It was hard in the beginning, but now I can easily disable the shield and put it back up with a single thought.

"Can I take it out on a drive?" I asked, making my big brown eyes wide.

He laughed. "Go ahead. Have fun." He walked into the house and shut the door.

He didn't bother to say be careful because our kind was hard to hurt and he knew I wouldn't listen. I swung my leg over my bike and started her up. As I drove her out of the driveway and into the street, I decided I would call her Blue Moon.

After I got back from my ride, I took a quick shower. Dad was struggling with dinner. I walked up behind him and made a "yuck" face at what was in the cooking pan.

"Um, dad what the hell is that? And do I have to eat it?" I spoke in a frightened tone.

He turned around and smacked my butt with the wooden spoon. "Of course you have to eat it. While you were playing with your bike, I was home making a nice dinner."

I rubbed my butt and smiled. "Don't you mean you attempted to make dinner?" I dodged the next swat and grabbed the spoon, swatting him several times before he could take it away.

"Very funny." He mumbled.

"Dad maybe I should do the cooking from now on." I said, eyeing the concoction in the pan.

"Yeah, okay. So you excited about school tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I guess. But school is school, no matter where you go."

"You know the rules about school though. No cheating on tests by magic. You need to learn more about things before you can control them." He was very serious throughout his short speech.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm not twelve anymore dad." I sighed.

"Oh, and just to give you a heads up, there are several vampires at Forks High School."

I choked on the food I had just thrown into my mouth. "Really?!" I managed to gasp out. I never meet a vampire before. I really am excited about school now.

"Yes and don't start any trouble with them. We may be as strong and fast as them but that doesn't mean they need to know that. I don't want to be getting any call about fighting either." He said pointing his finger at me.

"You are the one who signed me up for karate lessons. I have been doing it for a while and can't help some of my reactions. If someone grabs me, my body does what is necessary on its own." I was remembering when Ryan Evans, a kid from my old school, had grabbed me from behind and I threw him on the ground. It was an accident and I did apologize after I told him to never do it again.

"I know Bells…just try to limit what strength you use. Humans aren't as tough as us and you could do a lot of damage, not to mention kill someone." He was talking to me as if I was new to being a witch.

"Dad, I know everything you are saying right now. Both you and Renee, more you though, have ground all these rules into my head. I can go to school and not kill anyone." I sighed and got up from dinner, putting the dirty plates into the dishwasher. I hugged my dad and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Night dad."

"Good night, Bells. See you in the morning."

I walked into my room and got changed into a pair of short and a tank top. Lying in my newly made bed I wondered what the vampires would be like. I reminded myself not to say "Bite me" in front of them. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.