Ok so this is my first EVER fanfiction thing so please go easy on me here…I'm not even sure if it's going to work out…

Disclaimer- I don't own anything, Stephanie Meyer does

The Day Before

It was another normal day in Forks or so I hear… instead of the sun beating down on my back there were clouds instead. It looked like it was going to rain again, damn just what I needed, I barely got into the pool and already the world was against me. I thought that I would at least get one hour of alone time, ever since I arrived two days ago Charlie has been with me every second. It's his vacation off too so he thinks he's taking "advantage of his time". Ha yeah right.

I started to dry myself off, there was no point in doing laps when with my luck I would probably get struck by lightning the moment I do a flip turn. I went inside the house and saw Charlie asleep on the couch in front of the mute TV screen. I silently tiptoed up the stairs to my room and shut the door. My third day in Forks and all I've done is talk to Charlie and cook. Wow what a life.

Charlie's house seemed pretty big on the outside but on the inside it seemed like half of the house was missing I really didn't understand, I guess it was an illusion the construction workers did when they built the house. My room was pretty much empty except for my twin size bed and desk, oh and also if you don't count the bright pink walls and bedspread, Charlie I guess thought I had the mind of a 7 year old girl and decided to go all "daddy" on me, he painted everything fuschia. All of my things were still in boxes down stairs, I knew I was going to have to live here but that didn't mean I couldn't pretend it wasn't happening.

The funny thing was when I wasn't spending time with Charlie or cooking I was in my bedroom and yet I never really explored my room. I started putting my shoes away in the closet because I didn't want to go crazy tomorrow looking for a pair. My closet was average size to say the least and looked pretty worn out, I don't know why though because Charlie never used it so I would think it would look brand new. Well as I was putting away my black flats I felt a bit of a draft and that was pretty weird seeing as how I was crouched down inside of a closet. I didn't think anything of it till I started hearing noises from the OTHER side of the closet wall. I stood up in my closet and frantically started searching the closet to feel where I had felt the draft earlier. Boy was I surprised when my hand hit something cold and metallic in the middle of the wall. How stupid was I not to notice a door in the back of my closet!

sorry my brother got into my account and posted a review from myself...grrrr i'm gonna kill him..