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After a long and boring ride, we made it. Dad pulls into the driveway. The house is just how I remember. I feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me when I see the average sized home with red truck parked in the driveway. The tress that are surrounding the yard are tall and thick. I open the car door and the smell of the trees and woods hits my face. I could just run into the woods and live there forever. When I was younger I used go "runaway" in the woods. I grab one of my three bags and dad gets the other two. Bella was already inside. I see an unfamiliar car pull into the driveway. A tall very pale boy steps out and walks in the house. "Who's that?" I ask my dad as he locked the car up. "That's Bella boyfriend, Edward, lovely guy." He says in his usual monotone voice. I forgot, she has a boy toy.

Me and dad make it into the house. The small entryway next to small kitchen brings back memories. Me and dad eating chicken after the game, he let me have a sip of his beer. Nostalgia is all I feel from this house. I love nostalgia. Dad begins taking my bags up to my room. I stay back to look around. Everything is the same. The furniture, the decorations. It's all the same. I love it. I make my way up the tiny and slim staircase. Bella's door was open so I peaked inside. She wasn't in there? Her bed was messy and her window was wide open. I ignore it as she never made her bed before. I walk into my room. It's slightly smaller than hers. Dad is in my room moving a few things around. "I got you some new bed sheets. I hope you like it." He says and smiles. "Thank you, I love it." "You always express yourself more than Bella, I appreciate that." He says again monotone as he walks out the room.

My room. Just how I left it. I begin emptying my bags. My first bag which had all my clothes. Which was really easy to put away. I had a small closet and dresser. Which was the perfect amount of space for all my clothes and shoes. The next bag had things like posters and pictures as well as other nicknacks. I hung up all my posters. Leaving only one wall open. The wall with my window. My window looked out into the woods. I would sit by my window and look out in rainy days for hours. Memories. I then begin putting my books on my bookshelf. Most of books were already here but I did get some new ones.

A few hours have past by. Bella is still no where to be found. Which apparently is a regular occurrence. Dad said that the Blacks would come over. Billy Black and Jacob Black. Jacob is Bella's age. I never really talked to him, since he's older. Billy was my dad's best friend. They always hung out and drank beer. I hear a the sound of an old truck pulling into the driveway. I head downstairs to see a boy and his dad. "There she is!" Billy Black, Jacob Blacks dad, says to me as I step outside. "Hey! Looking good." I tell him as he rolls up to me in his wheelchair. "Do you remember Jacob? He's Bella age." He says pointing behind him to the tall, short haired, muscular guy. He was wearing a tank top and jean shorts. In this weather? "Yeah I remember." I say waving to him, as the sound of a speeding car can be heard coming up the road. It's Bella. She gets out Edward's car and says hi to Jacob and Billy before heading inside.

Billy and my dad were in the living room watching a game on the flatscreen. Jacob was there too in the back, lurking. "Hey dad, I'm going to take a walk." I tell him as I run down the stairs. "Fine with me just be back before dark." I smile and him and head out the door. As soon as I step outside I hear the sound of birds and the wind blowing the trees. The branches hit each other creating a beautiful song. I head to the woods. I'm very familiar with these woods. I grew up here. There's a path that goes all the way through the reserve that ends at the cliff. My favorite place. I love sketching the water and rocks of the cliff. I begin walking along the path. It's already late and the sun will set soon. I never break my dad's curfew. I won't be able to go all the way to the cliff but the woods are still just as beautiful.

I find a rock. The perfect smooth rock. I sit down and take out my sketch book. I love drawing, I always have. The trees are just perfect. My pencil glides along the paper. Creating perfect lines. I can't wait for summer to end. It's the last week before school starts. I'll be starting at Forks high school. As the new girl. Just like Bella. The one person no one would know. That's how I like it. Being mysterious. Crack! I whip my head around at the sound of a breaking branch. Something moves. It's too fast to see. I pack my bag and begin walking home. I felt as though someone was following me the whole way. Until I got home. The feeling of being watched suddenly went away, like magic.

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