Okay so, seen as though My Heart is doing really well I figured I'd put my other story on here.

This, in true Stephanie Meyer style, is a product of my daydreams and extensive iTunes Playlist so here goes!

I should probably as well put one of those "I don't own anything except my own oc's "things on here so I don't get sued or something:

I don't own anything except my own oc's who are George Thompson, Temperance Thompson, Lucy Thompson and some of the school kids!!!!

ENJOY AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!! XD

Forks, Washington.

That's where we headed right now. Well, we're heading for the airport right now but still.

The flights at 12. It's 11now. That means I have only 1 hour to enjoy the fact that I am still in England. And then I move to America because my stupid dad happened to grow up there with his stupid uncle. As you can see, I'm not entirely ecstatic about the idea of moving.

"Lucy, come on please cheer up" my mother however was excited. She was trying her hardest bless her to get me excited to. It really wasn't working.

"Why should I mum?" I muttered. England was my home, not America. Not even dad was born there – he was English too but his uncle had moved over there and my granddad was useless so...

"Because your father and I are excited and ... "

"So? What's that got to do with me??" I was really annoyed and when I got annoyed I tended to become a narky little bitch.

"Lucy, for once you could you just please shush and try to be happy "my dad said.

"You make me sound like I'm permanently depressed or something. I'm not I just don't wanna move okay?" I spat back and gave him a glare.

"Fine then "he shrugged and pulled the car over.

"Off you go "he said in a mocking tone.

"What?" I knitted my eyebrows together and stared at him.

"You wanna stay here - you stay here and me and your mother will go and be happy. You stay here and be happy sorted "he said matter of factly.

"George she – "

"FINE "I shouted, grabbed my carry on bag and undid my seatbelt. Just as I was about to grab the door handle the car sped off back into the line of traffic.

"I didn't think you'd actually take me seriously, Lucy "he mumbled.

I smiled triumphantly – id managed to depress my father slightly.

I put my seatbelt back on and pulled out my iPod.

I Just Wanna Live – Good Charlotte was the first song.

I lay my head on the window and stared out at the landscape as it sped past us. I'd lived in England my whole life, only leaving for a few holidays in France and Spain but still id lived in the same town – same house for 16 years and now I was being uprooted and dragged across to a different CONTINENT. Woo hoo for me right?

The Anthem was up next.

I started to rock my head to the beat and sighed.

"It's a new day, but it all feels old , It's a good life, that's what I'm told , But everything, it all just feels the same , At my high school, it felt more to me , Like a jail cell, a penitentiary ,My time spent there, it only made me see , That I don't ever wanna be like you , I don't wanna do the things you do , I'm never gonna hear the words you say , and I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be , You...don't wanna be just like you " I started to sing along getting louder and louder.

My parents were laughing at me in the front seat. I laughed along. My dad looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"FINE woo I'm happy let's go! " I said in a sarcastic tone but couldn't help but laugh.

11.55.

I sighed again and crossed one leg over the other. I shook my foot and bit my nails.

"Honey, it's a plane, relax please" my mother was sat next to me flicking through a magazine.

"Mum I hate flying "I whispered to her through gritted teeth. I ran my fingers through my fringe and cleaned my glasses again.

"Oh for goodness sake Lucy were fine "

" a) no were not were gonna be like a million miles up in the sky in a tiny little metal tube that could crash at any second and b) were leaving England so sooorrryyy for not doing the Macarena down the aisles" I whisper/shouted at her.

"Don't be ridiculous "my dad said. He was sat back in the chair with his eyes closed and his fingers interlace, laying over his stomach. "The can-can would show more enthusiasm than the Macarena "my dad chuckled to himself and my mum whacked him with the magazine.

"Shush George, honey just go to sleep or something; well wake you up when we land"

"Good idea – how longs the flight?? "

"Umm... 9 ... 10 hours I don't know "

I gaped at my mum with wide eyes.

"W...h...a...tt..........wh...10 HOURS "

"I don't know I'm not a pilot but you know we have to cross an ocean and stuff so ...sure "my mother went back to her magazine and my father was still in the same position he was before but this time with a smirk on his face. Damn idiot was enjoying this.

I leaned across my mother and poked him.

"This..." I pointed in his face.

"Is your fault old man!! "

"Old... I'm 42...42's not old is it honey "he turned to my mother and I sat back in my chair.

"Sure honey ... yeah "my mother's eyes were scanning the page reading about some new Britney hoo-ha.

My father's face crumpled as he sat back in the chair and mumbled to himself.

I chuckled and put my iPod in as all the overhead compartments were checked.

Placebo – Running Up That Hill came on and my eyes slid shut. I sat there for a while wishing sleep would engulf but we had taken off and were god knows how far up when I finally gave up and opened my eyes.

My dad was asleep and my mother had swapped her magazine for one of her book group novels shed read at least three times now.

I sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

I should be excited about America really. I mean fresh start and everything.

Not that there was really much going on in England right now. Id split up with my boyfriend of 2 years about 4 months ago, left high school, gone to apply to colleges and sixth forms only to be told by my parents that there'd be no need because we'd be in Forks by then where get this , ID HAVE TO GO BACK TO HIGH SCHOOL . Stupid American education system. My best friend had moved down south, my other friend had got adopted finally at the age of 15 so he was happy and my cousin had got married to her dream man. Everyone else was off in their own lives it was like after high school none of us needed each other anymore. I got lost in my thoughts and ended up falling into dreams.

Dream:

I was sat in a forest. Large, dense trees loomed high above me and the sun rays glimpsed through the branches. The ground was thick green and there was a wide pool of still, clear water in front of me. I was wearing a knee length cream dress and ballet flats. My hair was in perfect loose curls and the birds were darting round the warm air.

A bright ray pulled over the tops of the trees and hit my pale skin. Paler than usual. When the ray glanced over me my skin shimmered like diamonds and I gasped.

A chuckle behind me startled me and arms wrapped round my waist. Also shimmering.

"You'll get used to it darling "

I gasped and opened my eyes.

"Darling come on were here "my mother smiled at me.

"You slept right through the landing I thought you would wake up and cause a riot but nope... sound out you were "she was collecting her bags and my father was half way down the plane already.

Her smile fell when she saw me. I was still sat back in the chair, my eyebrows knitted together and my thoughts racing. I was breathing fast. What the hell was that? That dream was beyond bizarre. But so real.

"Are you okay honey? "She shuffled over to me and wiped my fringe away.

"Yeah..." my voice was shaky "just a weird, weird dream "I breathed out and stood up.

"Okay then "I grabbed my bag off of the seat and put my iPod back in that had fallen out. I put the earphone in my right ear and dropped the iPod into my bag, zipping it up so it wouldn't fall out.

Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly – Chronicles came on as I followed my parents off the plane.

Seattle Airport was fairly busy as we sat waiting for our second flight. I was too into my thoughts to worry about the next trip.

What the hell was that dream about. I was shimmering and there was a guy...it sounded like a guy I mean I never actually saw his face or anything. But he was shimmering too. Well his arm was. What does that mean? Is there some creepy "subconscious trying to tell me something "thing going on here.

I didn't remember waiting or getting on the plane. I don't remember getting off or collecting my luggage. Even getting in the car I did in a robotic half there manner. I was STILL caught up over that stupid dream.

Biffy Clyro - Mountains was on now.

By the time we had driven to Forks I had pushed the dream out of my mind and was trying to focus on the scenery that skimmed the window. Green blurs was basically the norm around here apparently.

"God this is weird "my dad said from the front seat.

"Why? " I sighed as I pulled out my giant hoodie and pulled it around me.

"Just being back here I suppose, seeing it all again".

"Dad all we've seen is forest were not even into Forks yet "

As I said this we passed the "Welcome to Forks" sign.

I sighed loudly.

My mother looked at me through the mirror.

"Lucy..."

"Best behaviour I promise mum "

She smiled.

"We just have to pop into the hospital before we go to the house I have some paperwork to sort out".

My father was a doctor – a really good one. He was now working at Forks Hospital. Woo for him.

"Sure "I lay back in my seat and watched as forest slowly turned into buildings and bushes.

Soon enough we pulled up to the hospital. My dad's parking space was right next to one where a Black Mercedes was parked.

My dad whistled.

"Nice car "he nodded to himself.

"Dad stop perving over the stupid car and get into the hospital please"

"Okay okay "he raised his hands in a surrendering manner and started to walk towards the hospital.

Half way there he looked over his shoulder.

" you coming or what ?? " he spread his arms out in a shrugging type manner as if to say come on I'm waiting her.

"Why? "

"I don't know just thought you might want to take an interest in the work of the man who gave you life or... "He shook his head incredulously.

"Fine fine unbundle your knickers for goodness sake! " I climbed out of the car and walked to catch up with my father, my mother two steps behind me.

Forks Hospital was white and glass. And it stunk of disinfectant. My dad walked through the hall towards what looked like a waiting area. Of course he knew where he was going.

I trailed behind him slowly until we reached the front desk.

"Hello, I'm George Thompson the new doctor here "

"Oh yes...." I tuned out the receptionist and looked around. The place was empty, I would say dead but this was a hospital that would be a really bad pun.

I checked the clock behind the receptionist head who was now chatting to my mum and dad. Quarter to 8. Wow. Well...Washington was about 5 hours behind Manchester and the flight had been near 10 hours so we must have got here at 5 then there was the second flight to Washington then the drive.

My dad stopped talking and started to walk off holding my mother's hand.

I jogged after them and followed.

"Where we going? " I asked.

"Just to check out where my office is then well go to the house "my father replied.

"K, where's the bathroom I really really need to pee "

My mother snorted "lovely young lady isn't she George?? "

"I was just thinking the same thing temperance "they laughed to each other.

"Hahaha desperate for the loo here!!! " I poked their backs.

"Down there I think "my father pointed to a long corridor and carried on walking not even looking back.

"Thanks!! " I shouted.

I walked down the hallway and pushed open the door. After id gone I washed my hands and redid my eyeliner that I had stuffed into my front pocket earlier.

I checked my hair and walked out into the hallway.

I walked down the hallway and then I realised I didn't have a clue where my dad's office was. Or my way back to the reception. We had climbed some stairs I think, I wasn't really noting down directions on the way here.

"Ummm... crap "I whispered to myself.

I took in a deep breath and surveyed the three ways I could turn. Umm... helppp!!!!

I had turned right down this corridor hadn't I so I should turn right again cos that would mean I would've just gone straight on. I think.

I took my chance and turned right. The corridor stretched on for a while but they were all doors to wards and private rooms. They all had little windows in the doors so I could check but then at the end of the hallway it branched off down to the right again and there were lot of doors without windows and a fire escape at the end.

"Great just great "I looked down the hallway and saw that most of the doors had name plates on. I walked down and checked each one. All but two had name on.

I could just try one of them and if my parents aren't in there they'll be in the other one wont they.

I took a chance and seen as though right had seemed to get me places up to now I tried the door on the right.

(In my story Bella is already a vampire and they have moved back to forks now but only like a week before the Thompsons got there)

As I walked in the door I could hear people talking but silence came over the room when I went in.

Sat at the desk was a blonde man who looked about 22 and across from him was 9 people.

Stood to the side of his chair was a woman with pale skin and caramel hair.

Next was a tall guy with bronze hair and next to him was a girl with dark brown hair.

Stood at their feet was a little girl with long ringleted hair that was a similar bronze colour to the guy behind her. Probably her parents.

Stood to the side of them was a short pale woman with spiky black hair and next to her was a tall guy with brown hair.

(Alice is not with jasper in this story obviously she's with this guy instead: . )

Closest to me was a really tall guy with muscles and black hair that had his arm round the shoulders of a blonde woman.

Stood on his own at the back was a tall guy. I say guy, god was more appropriate. He was tall about 6 foot and had perfectly pale skin. His hair was golden honey blond and was curly. I stood staring for what seemed like eternity before I realised I was an idiot.

"S...sorry ...i ...umm...got lost...my dad's office is around here somewhere...I think?" I stuttered out and stared at the floor for the most part of the sentence.

"Its okay honey "the caramel haired woman said.

A door opened behind me and I quickly turned around and sighed in relief. My mother and father walked out laughing with each other and looked at me.

"Lucy, where did you go?" my mother asked walking across the hallway and into the room.

"Oh hello "she said to the group of godlike creatures in front of us.

The blonde male stood up and walked across to us. My father by this point had walked into the room and I stepped back, glad not to be the centre of attention at this point. I continued to stare at the floor.

" I'm Carlisle Cullen " he shook my father's hand " and this is my family ... my wife esme " he pointed to the caramel haired woman, "Edward" the bronze haired male "Bella " the brown haired woman next to him and then pointed to the little girl " little renesmee " she giggled at this point and all the people in the room smiled.

"Alice and her boyfriend Aaron" the black haired girl smiled at me then turned towards the blonde god and made a face at him as if to say I told you so.

"Emmett and Rosalie "the giant and the model.

"And finally Jasper "jasper...his name was jasper. It fit him perfectly and I couldn't help but smile. I looked up again through my lashes to see him staring at me with an odd expression.

"Well I'm the new doctor here, George Thompson and my wife Temperance, my daughter Lucy".

"Well we only moved here a week ago too "

With this my parents got into a conversation with the Cullen's parents and I took this opportunity to slip out of the room and jogged down the corridor. When I reached the corner I pushed my back into the wall and slipped down slowly. I knitted my eyebrows together again with confusion. How could anyone be that perfect never mind 10 anyone's?

I must have been deep into my thoughts because I didn't hear him come up behind me.

"Are you okay, miss? " I heard his voice ring out.