So, here I am. Almost 3000 miles from what used to be my home.

I grew up in the smallest of small towns; Forks, Washington. No, it wasn't much, but I loved it. I'd lived next door to my best friend Bella all of my life. From the time we could talk, we were inseparable. She's the most important person in my life, and now she's on the other side of the country. At least she has Jacob.

Bella and I met Jacob in Jr. High after he transferred to our school. He fit right into our little world, and it was nice to have a guy as a friend. Up until that point, I only had Bella. Pretty soon though, Jr. High turned into High School and our new friend Jacob turned into Bella's boyfriend. Was I jealous? Fuck yes, but it took three weeks of not speaking to either of them to realize why I was jealous. Although Bella and I instantly clicked, it was never more than friendship. I knew that as well as she did. I wasn't jealous because I wanted to be with Bella, but because I just wanted to be with someone.

I tried dating. I went out with a few different girls from school, Lauren, Jessica, even Angela once; before she started dating Ben. They were great, but I felt nothing for them. Trying to explain that to Jessica was a pain. After the first few dates failed, I decided to throw in the towel for now, and just focus on school. I had plenty of time to meet girls in college. Satisfied with my new plan, I got to work. I was a straight A student with a perfect attendance record. I didn't drink, smoke, do drugs or even go to parties. I was every parents dream.

How my parents could do this to me; move me across the country the summer before my senior year, away from the house I'd lived in since the day I was born, from a town that wasn't much, but was everything to me and from my two best and only friends in the world... was a mystery.

A mystery I was currently pondering in the backseat of the car.

We'd pulled up to our new house about 10 minutes ago. I refused to budge; not the smartest idea on my part. It's late May and it's hot. Really hot. Hot and sticky.

Just as I'm about to exit the vehicle, my kid sister, Alice, pounds her fists on the window.

"Mom says to get out of the car! It's an ozone action day. You'll suffocate or something." she yells as she yanks the locked doors handle. I open the door and step out.

"What the fuck is an ozone action day?" I ask her as we make our way to the house.

"I don't know. Something to do with the heat and the pollution mixing together to form a deadly combination. You're supposed to, like, stay out of cars and lock up the elderly. Stuff like that."

"Pollution and gross, sticky, heat. Mom and dad have moved us to death valley." I mumble as I walk up the porch steps.

"Actually, it's the Ohio Valley." Alice corrects in her smart ass tone. "Welcome to Louisville, Kentucky big brother."