This is Really Happening (Twilight fanfic)

This is Really Happening Ch. 1

I felt like I was being interrogated. Their golden eyes watched my every move and waited for my response to their question. They weren't getting one. I don't give out my personal information to total strangers.

"Sweetheart?" The lady asked gently, moving slowly to rest her hand on my own, but I quickly pulled away before she could. I glanced in her eyes quickly before I looked back down in my hands. "You're not going to answer us, are you?" I didn't gave a response, or a simple shake of my head.

"Quinn," Ms. Peach sighed, dropping down to one knee beside me. I merely glanced at her before looking back at my hands on my lap. "Quinn, you can't stay mute forever." I looked back up into her sky blue eyes.

"How long has she been mute?" The man with the blond hair and golden eyes asked in the same gently voice his partner used.

"Since she came here two years ago. She doesn't speak, I've never heard her voice. She usually just rights down what she wants to say on a piece of paper and hands it to us," Ms. Peach sighed again. "Her doctor says her speech is fine, she doesn't have a problem with it, she just chooses not to speak. She's been diagnosed with depression about seven months ago."

"Do you have any idea why she doesn't talk?" The lady asked, looking at me with concern.

I glared down at the floor. I loved how they were talking to me like I wasn't even in the room.

"I'm assuming it has to do with her parent's death and her older brother going missing. From what social services has told me, is that her and her older brother were very close," Ms. Peach patted my leg and I scooted away.

"Social services? They've been in contact with her and her family before her parent's death?" The man asked and Ms. Peach nodded.

"Before their deaths, she was actually a trouble maker. Her and her brother used to get into trouble with the police a lot together. Social services said that they were inseparable. But her brother disappeared the same night her parents died," Ms. Peach looked at me sympathetically. I didn't want her sympathy. I didn't deserve it.

I grabbed the note pad she had in her purse and looked at her, waiting for her to give me the pen. She sighed and handed it to me. I huffed before I began writing.

Stop talking about me like I'm not even here. It's rather annoying. They don't need to know about my brother, it's none of their business!

I handed her the note pad and she chuckled.

"Actually, sweetheart, it is their business," She gave me a small smile. I shook my head with a scowl.

"We'll take her!" The lady said happily. My head snapped up at them. Were they serious?

"That's great!" Ms. Peach squealed and looked at me with excitement. She was just happy to get rid of me.

Ms. Peach pulled out several papers from the folder that she was holding. Each of them had my name on it. She slid them over to the couple and gave them a pen to sign the papers. The blond man smiled at me and began signing the papers.

"You can come pick her up in a couple of days. Now, when you come to pick her up, do you plan on taking her to the US?" Ms. Peach asked.

"Yes," The lady nodded, "we live in Forks, Washington and she will be attending school there."

"Okay," Ms. Peach nodded and pulled out another set of papers, "I need you to sign these also, and she will be ready on Wednesday with her passport." The couple nodded and stood up.

"See you in a couple of days, sweetie," The lady waved to me before they walked out the door.

I'm fucked.