I didnt want to be here. I wanted to be back in Russia. But, NO! I had to move to Forks to live with my dad. Sorry, were have my manners gone, my name is Rosemary Pye, but my friends call me Rose. Up until i was 15 i lived in an orhange. I never knew my mother, she left me when i was 2. I forgot about my mother. She gave me a cellphone then, and she had put her number into it.
When i turned 15 the woman running the orhange kicked me out, so i moved to Russia. I have been living there ever since. i am now 18.
One day, i got a phone call from my real mother. She told me she wanted to see me, to see what i looked like now that im older.The day i reunited with my mother, it was wonderful, but then she told me the real reason she wanted to met me. She told me that my father wanted to see me after all these years.
That is why im in Seatelle, driving my Camerro to my dad's house. My mother had called him earlier to say that i was on my way. Before i left the airport, my mum gave me his address. I arived at the adress, and see another car parked behind a cop crusier. It looked like a rabbit '95. It had a fadded red colour to it, it looked a bit like a yute. I walked past the cars and up to the door, knocked three times, and waited. I didnt have to wait very long because 10 seconds later the door opened to revel a man that looked in his mid 30's. He had black hair and bluey-greeny eyes. "Yes, how may i help you?" he asked. I went to ask him a question but another male voice bet me to it "Who's at the door Charlie?" A man in a wheel chair came into my vision. He had long black hair, black eyes and a tan. "Are you Charlie Swan?" i asked the man not in a wheel chair. "That would be me." he replyed. "I don't know how else to say this, so ill give you the blunt version. Im your daughter. My name is Rosemary Valissa Pye, but i go by Rose." i said. Charlie or should i say dad and the guy in the wheel chair had shock written all over their faces. So i handed the note my mother gave me to give to my father. It was just saying that i really was his daughter, blah blah blah. After he read the note, there was an awkward moment.
"So, Who's is the Rabbit outside?" i asked. "That would be mine." said a husky voice as a teenage boy entered from, im guessing the living room. "Can i look under the hood?" i asked. He seemed taken back that i want to get my hands dirty. "Sure" he replyed unsure. "SWEET!" i yelled. I ran up to the Rabbit, waiting for him to pop the hood. "YOU COMMING OR WHAT!?!" i yell back to the teenager. "I'm comming! Don't get your knickers in a twist." he says, while commingto join me next to the Rabbit. "They aren't. What's your name, by the way?" i ask. He pops the hood, "Jacob, my names Jacob. What about you?" he asks. "Rose, my names Rose." I say copying him.
We work on the Rabbit for a little while longer, getting to know each other more. By now we were sitting on the hood laughing, joking around and drinking fizzy (he was drinking fanta and i was drinking playboy, hehe).
"So what made you come here, to Forks i mean?" Jake asks me. I frown wondering why im here as well. "My mother made me move here, saying Charlie wanted to see me," i say, taking a sip of my drink "or something like that, i dont know i wasnt really listening." i finish with a shrug. Jacob justs laughs at that, having to spit his drink out so he can breath. Before he could spit his drink out, i was off the hood of the truck and on the hood of my car.
Jacob stops laughing when he falls off of the truck. Gasping, im by his side in an insant. "Are you alrite?" i ask him.
He doesnt say any thing, all he does is...
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CLIFFHANGERS!!!
Sorry, its not long but hopefully the next chapter will be,
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