A/N: This is a OC/Paul story. This doesn't really have a time frame( as far as the books and movies. It may introduce events in characters during those scenes later on though), and won't contain the Cullens; maybe way later in the story. I guess you could say it takes place during the summer. Anyway, hope you like the first chapter. Part two of it will be up quicker if you just, review :)

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Staring out side the car window, Alex wondered what everything would be like eighteen hours from now. She would be in a completely different town with completely different people, and she had no idea what to expect. After slamming the trunk, her mother entered the driver's seat, and wedged her water bottle into the cup holder engraved with dirty pennies.

" Ready?"

Alex leaned her head against the window. " As I'll ever be," She muttered sarcastically. After a long heated argument the two days prior and earlier that morning there was nothing left to discuss.

She was going to visit her Dad; and that was that. Of course that wouldn't stop Alex from annoying her about it. She wanted nothing to do with her father, and she didn't see how visiting him was going to change that. And not only was she visiting him- she would be practically visiting him for the summer.

The entire summer.

" I still don't see why you're making me see him. You should glad I'm trying to stay as far away from him as possible," With a long sigh, she answered.

" He misses you,"

" Why wait seven years to miss me? Besides, I'm not going to sympathize him. He left us remember?"

" Things were... complicated. What's so wrong with him wanting to spend time with his daughter? His only child. I think you should be grateful for this. A lot of kids don't get this kind of opportunity,"

" Yeah well, I don't think any kid would want to spend time with their parent who all of sudden abandoned them when they were barely starting their first year of junior high," She retorted, anger rising in her voice as her mother's antics stared to annoy couldn't understand how her mother would even think to defend him.

He left them behind; and unnannounced for crying out loud. Did that mean anything to her at all? Obviously not. And it didn't help that she found her parents had been keeping in contact a few times throughout those years; which only made the situation even more frustrating to her. Leaving Arizona for the first time in her life was about to be the worse experience of her life. She had no intention of making peace with her father once she got there either; if anything; all hell would break loose.

He deserved that much.

" I want you to make the most of your time there okay? Your father loves you,"

" He has a really funny way of showing it," Instead of answering, her mom just focused the rest of her concentration on the road. Alex folded her arms over her chest and dragged out a long sigh. The sun practically blinded her through the tinted windows, and she forcefully adjusted the mirror to shield her face. It barely covered her, which only made her more angry.

" Look, I know you'd rather be spending your summer with your friends or-"

"You think?"

She continued. " But please try to make the most of your time there," She repeated. "You might even enjoy it,"

" I highly doubt that," Before her mother could say anything else and irritate her more, Alex pressed the button to the stereo, and classical music played. She turned it up a little and leaned back into her seat, closing her eyes.

This was going to be a long car ride.

" Nice to see you're awake," She could hear her mother say as she opened her eyes. She slowly lifted her head from the glass window and blinked, looking outside each window.

" You're just in time to see the town. They've got a nice selection of stores around here I think you'd might be interested in," Alex looked around, viewing it for the first time. She figured she'd probably spend some of her time here as a way of trying to be as far away from her Dad as possible. She would need something to do anyway. No way in hell was she going to lounge around the house and play catch up. She almost eighteen for crying out loud; the need to accept the relationship of the opposite parental figure was long overdue.

She noticed a sign on a tire shop read Fork's Tire Supply and snorted. Forks, Washington? You've got to be kidding me, she thought.

"Does he live here?" She asked.

" No. He lives about thirty minutes away in a reservation. La Push,"

" What's with the names, like seriously?" Alex asked incrediously.

" I thought the same thing," Alex could tell the question put her mother at ease. It had been the only angry thing she said the whole day that wasn't directed towards her. But she wasn't about to let her off the hook that easy. It was her fault she had to leave Arizona to spend time with her dead beat dad, and she would make sure she felt every bit guilty.

She had the whole summer planned since the beginning of the school year. Her best friend Miranda and she had made plans to go to only the hottest concerts of the summer; not to mention head to the beach and soak up the rays while she helped Miranda get her dream tan. She was even thinking about applying for a summer job, as a lifeguard. She could use the money; I mean who couldn't right? And she had the experience.

Being able to swim since she was four pretty much guaranteed her the position. And it all came crashing down, thanks to her beloved mother- who banished her to some reservation with her Dad for some quality time. Maybe she could put up with a weekend; a week, two weeks tops maybe; but the entire summer? That put her on her edge.

" You're making the biggest mistake of your life you know that? You know I had plans with Miranda this summer. Remember her? My best friend that's been there for me every since my father left me in junior high to fend for myself?" She countinued.

" You had me too remember? And one summer won't kill you," She started, then added, "You're just gonna tortue me for ever with this aren't you?"

" No, just until you decide to turn this car around,"

" Well that's not happening. You're visiting your father for the next couple of months; and that's the end of it. Got it?" Instead of an answer, she was met with silence and she sighed, continuing to drive up the way until they finally passed a waring, faded greenish brown sign that read La Push Reservation in letters that seemed to have been carved into the wood. From what Alex could see, they were no longer in the city environment.

They seemed to be on a dirt road for hours at a time; small hut like houses every now and then on the grassless ground. Soon enough, the car slowed to a stop, halting on the side of a curb in front of a house that seemed to be made out of logs. Her mother looked out the window of the passenger side as if making sure that it was the right house. She glanced down at the paper she had grabbed out of her purse and nodded.

" This is it. We're here," She announced. " Gee, like I hadn't noticed," Alex replied, opening the car door. She leaned against the side of the car momentarily before wincing at how hot it was and stood there with her arms folded. She could hear the car door slam and her mother head for the trunk.

It was then that the door to the house swung open, and out came the man who walked out on her seven years earlier.