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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes, a brand new story! I hope everyone likes it. And no, I have not forgotten about the other stories I have going. I have just had this story running through my head and it needed to get out. Lol. Can't wait to know what you guys think of it. :-)


Driving down the open highway with the window rolled down, the mountains crystal clear through my front windshield, with the music on I could almost forget what was brining me back to Forks. It wasn't simply a road trip before college that was brining me back to my childhood home, although that was the excuse I had given all of my friends. My mother, Renee, is the only one that knows why I am really here.

I arrived at the small two story house, the sun warming me. The perpetual rain had taken an unusually break. Seeing Forks without the omnipresent cloud covering was like seeing it for the first time.

I shut the car off and took a deep breath, bitting my lip before pushing the door open with a creak and closing it behind me with a soft thud. Anxiousness swept through my veins as I made my way to the front door.

"Dad?" I called as I walked into the house.

He still had the hide-a-key in the same place as when I was living here a couple of years ago. I had lived with Charlie for a year or so right after my mom had gotten married. I had figured they needed some time alone to transition without the tag along fifteen year old daughter.

That was roughly three years ago and stepping into the house now it seemed as if nothing had changed. The house was exactly the same, the same pictures still hung on the wall. But in all reality everything had changed. I was now eighteen and I was lying to my father for the first time in my entire life. He too thought I was stopping by for a friendly visit before I headed off to college. The truth of the matter was that I was looking for someone.

"Bells?" called Charlie from the kitchen. "Is that you?"

I smiled. My dad and I had gotten very close in the time I had lived with him and I was overjoyed to be here with him again. No matter what the situation surrounding it.

"Hey Dad." I greeted as I walked into the kitchen.

He put the spoon he was holding down on the stove and wiped his hands on a dishrag.

"It's so good to see you honey." He gave me a big hug and I smiled. I hadn't realized how much I had missed him.

"Are you cooking?" I asked drawing the attention in another less sentimental direction.

Charlie frowned.

"I was trying." He admitted sheepishly. Then he smiled and gave me another hug.

"God am I glad to see you again Bells! The food sucks without you."

I laughed and he stepped back to look at me.

"You've changed since I saw you last." He commented.

I fidgeted nervously from foot to foot while he looked at me. I hoped to God he didn't notice one of the most significant change in me since I had seen him last.

"You're hair is longer." He said finally.

I sighed in relief and chuckled.

"I've cut it since the last time I saw you."

He shrugged and went back to the stove. He flicked the stove top off and picked up the pot that had been occupying the burner. He looked at the thing in the pot as if it were a great offense.

I peeked in curiously and wrinkled my nose.

"What is it?" I asked.

He shrugged, looking back and forth a few times between me and the pot.

"I have no idea." He commented. "Let's get pizza."

I laughed.

"Sounds good. I'm going to go put my stuff in my room."

I stopped at the doorway and turned to see Charlie scraping the offense into the sink with a wooden spoon. It seemed to be congealing around the spoon just as quickly as he was scooping. I made a face before winking at him.

"That is if you haven't turned it into a study or something." I said, feigning worry.

Charlie scoffed.

"Bella." He chided me. "Give me a little more credit than that. It's the home entertainment room now."

I rolled my eyes.


My room was just how I had left it and I was hit by nostalgia as I took in the blue walls, the yellow lace curtains, and the wooden rocking chair in the corner. I sighed and let my duffel bag drop to the floor. This was going to be some trip.

I decided to simply relax have some fun with Charlie, eat pizza and not worry about anything for one day. Tomorrow I needed to find Edward Cullen.

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