Chapter 01: Leaving Phoenix

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Gavin's POVI was helping my new stepdad Phil load up the trunk of our station wagon with mine and Bella's suitcases

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Gavin's POV
I was helping my new stepdad Phil load up the trunk of our station wagon with mine and Bella's suitcases. We finish and Phil goes back inside to grab the remaining three bags.

I walk around to the the side of the car and look around the ritzy neighborhood that's been my home since I was 13. I catch sight of my sister standing in the desert behind our house. She's holding a baby barrel cactus in a clay pot in one hand with a gardening trowel in the other. Her back is to the sun and her eyes are closed. She seems calm and at peace.

Until she's broken out of her state of reverie by a voice calling out to us we both look up to see our blonde neighbor across the street with two of her friends "Bye Bella! Bye Gavin!" She calls over while waving at us as she heads towards her car "Good luck at your new school!" Another girl says. I wave back and say "Thanks!" As they get into their red Mercedes "Have a good-" I hear Bella start to say but gets cut off as she trips over her own two feet -life?" I cringe at her awkwardness. To make matters worse the three girls are already gone.

Bella wasn't ever good friends with them as her ambivert personality was only exclusive towards men, or in other words.....Bella was a pick me girl.

I look over as she walks pass me, completely ignoring my existence, as she beelines towards our mother who has stepped outside of our house "Baby! It won't work again!" Our mother whines as she pouts at me. Bella scowls as she's ignored, but to be fair, Bella sucks with technology as well. I straighten up and walk over and gently take the phone away from her. After a minute I snicker and say "Mom, you put it on hold again" my mom tilts her head like a puppy and asks "I did?" I nodded and gently show her how to undo it and how she did it in the first place.

Our mother, Renee Dwyer, is in her mid-thirties and has red hair in a bob cut with sparkling blue eyes and her face has laugh lines which is consistent with her seemingly permanent smile. Her personality is that of a hippie or teenager. She erratic, harebrained, and always thirsty for an adventure but she's also accepting. Something that I can't help but love about her.

"I'll figure it out! I have to be able to contact my babies while on the road- oh! I love saying that! On the road~" my mom says making me laugh and Bella awkwardly smile while saying "Very romantic" suddenly our stepdad, Phil, appears and says "If you call crappy back water motels and hot dogs romantic" he sweeps in and gives my mother a kiss before placing his baseball cap on her head.

I smile as I'm reassured that my mother will be taken care of while Bella glared in disgust like she always does when mom shows her husband PDA. Phil walks over to the station wagon to load up the last of the suitcases. I go to help him but get distracted as mom intertwines mine and Bella's arms with hers.

"You know if either of you change your minds just tell me and I'll race back from wherever the game is" mom says fretfully making me smile "I won't change my mind mom" "Neither will I!" Bella quickly adds before shooting me a dirty look that I ignore as mom continues talking "You might, Forks is a small town with small town people and you've always hated Forks" mom says directing the last part at Bella. I shake my head and say "I'll be fine mom, if something does happen I promise you I'll call" I give her a kiss on the cheek before heading over to the car and climbing inside.

Phil and I sit and casually chat with Phil reminding me that if I need them I can call them no matter what day or night. My family is slightly more protective of me because being trans gets me hated on and bullied by small minded people. I don't care much anymore. I'm happy with myself and my identity.

Phil suddenly groans and rolls down the window and hollers "Guys! I love you both but we're going to miss our plane!" This makes Bella and my mom hurry over. I smile and shake my head before putting in my earbuds and listening to music as I watch the houses and shopping centers of Phoenix pass me by.

I wouldn't miss Phoenix, or the sun, or the heat. I never liked those things anyway. I would however miss my mom and my stepdad, despite being eager to see my dad again. Something had just been pulling me to Forks, I could feel it in my heart. Something, or someone, was waiting for me.

And I couldn't wait to meet them.

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