Chapter Two: A New Beginning
It was quaint, not the old English town you'd read in a Jane Austen Novel but as quaint as any little town in the woods could get. The trees surrounded us giving a level of privacy that you couldn't get in a city. And yet despite the nearly consent cloud cover you could see the many different shades of green that graced the forest making it like the patchwork of nature, like a fairy tale. I could almost imagine Snow White running through these woods as she ran from the Queen, because despite looking quite beautiful and graceful the woods held a sinister feel. The thought of getting lost in there and never finding a way out had always kept me to the other side of the woods as a child.
On a lighter note there was La Push beach outside of Forks and on the rare sunny day it made the whole place shine. The water would become clear and the rock pools would swirl with colours. I remembered nearly falling into one before my Dad grabbed my hand and pulled me to him when I leaned too far over the edge. Fond memories reminded me of this place, nothing would haunt me out here in the wilderness where nature was in control.
Dad picked me up from the airport in official Chief Charlie Swan style with his police cruiser but luckily not with his uniform on because that really would have raised some eyebrows. The drive was relatively quiet, apart from talking about anything new that had happened in our lives we listened to the music on the radio and I stared at the scenery as it sped past our window.
I learnt that the plan was to have the wedding on the La Push beach with a minister from Forks, who had a daughter my age. There would be a barbecue on the beach along with a drift wood camp-fire which would turn the flames blue, it was going to be beautiful.
Apparently I wasn't going to be meet Sue and her kids for a couple of days since she wanted me to feel comfortable with my dad before meeting me. I'm sure it was just a nicer way of saying that the wedding was taking up most of her time. I'd never met Sue before but Dad had told me a bit about her on the phone and we'd spoken a couple of times. It was odd that I hadn't met her before Dad had told me that he planned to propose to her, but I guess they were in love and I couldn't begrudge my father of that.
We eventually pulled up to his house and got my belongings out of the car and into the room I used when I came up here. It hadn't changed all that much since the last time I was here, which was a couple of years ago. The walls were a faint yellow colour, from my baby days. The only furniture that had replaced the baby stuff was the bed, desk and shelves. There was still the rocking chair, wardrobe and the small window seat beneath the window, and thankfully dad had added a cordless phone to my bedside table.
I started to unpack since I wasn't tired, moving my clothes into the wardrobe, books onto the shelves, iPod dock to my desk and bathroom necessaries into, yeah, the bathroom. My laptop stayed in its bag, I wanted to stay clear of the internet during my time here. It shouldn't be too hard to find something else to fill my time; I did have all those books to keep me company. I found the cooking books at the bottom of one of my bags and went downstairs into the kitchen to put them somewhere. Dad didn't seem all that into cooking, in fact I'd only seen him cook baked beans on toast. Phil and he had that in common, among other things like sports, though while dad preferred to watch games, Phil preferred to play.
"Hey Bells, did you want to order pizza tonight?" Dad poked his head around the doorway seeing me put my cooking books in an empty cupboard. His curly brown hair showed no signs of balding and his brown eyes smiled at me looking for my reaction.
"Sure, and well… um…dad," I smiled gently at him. "I don't go by Bella anymore, everyone calls me Isabella now."
"Oh…ok." He seemed properly confused which meant that mum hadn't told him, that made things easier. It meant that it was less likely that anyone around here knew what had happened with me, a nice clean start over.
"Get pepperoni on mine, thanks!" I smiled at him and turned around looking into the fridge. Well it looked like someone had to go shopping tomorrow. What kind of shops did Forks have anyway?
I looked out the window to see that it already looked like it was going to rain, Forks wasn't known as the rainiest town in the United States of America for nothing. I was secretly glad that I didn't have to go to Forks High School and have the whole town stare at me, who knows what would have happened if I'd come here two years ago?
The evening past in a silent tone which I hoped didn't show the nights to come. We ate pizza while watching baseball, then dad cleaned up what little mess there was. After a while I found myself getting bored of watching mindless games and went upstairs telling him goodnight. I found my pyjamas which were new since it would be colder here at night. In fact most of my wardrobe was new as Alaska was colder than I was used to, I only packed some of my old clothes in case of warm days down at the beach here in Forks. I had my fingers crossed.
Hopefully tomorrow would be more productive; I already had plans to go to shop for food so it was already looking up.
Author Note: wow, when was the last time I updated this? Gee it was like last year wasn't it? Whoops, sorry I've been so busy with my art foundation and then taking on two jobs that my fanfiction writing was left alone for ages. I'm only updating now because It's my birthday and this is my gift to you all for putting up with these lack of updates. So I hope you enjoyed this because to be honest I probably won't update for quite a while, I'll try to keep it more than once a year though, ;)
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