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BPOV

I woke up to my sister screaming. I checked my clock and it was 9am on a Saturday. The first Saturday of the summer. I loved sleeping in.

I got up out of the room to see what was going on.

I walked down the stairs and passed through the kitchen to get to the living room. My sister Angela was screaming at the TV.

I rubbed my eyes and glared at her. I was going to yell at her when a huge yawn came out of my mouth. Her eyes were glued to the TV. "What are you screaming at?" I demanded. I love to sleep in. I am not a morning person. At all. And Angie knows that.

"Daddy left us a note!" She said excitedly. Like that explained everything.

I sighed.

"And what did this note say?" I was still in my pjs while Angela was already in her outfit. She and I wore almost the same kind of clothes. But she likes to look cute and nerdy. She's crazy.

She bounced up and down smiling like crazy. Her glasses kept falling off of her face. "We're moving! Well more like a vacation! Mom got a new place in Hollywood and invited us to stay there for the summer!" Her smile widened and she was still bouncing. I set my hand on her head.

"I don't understand how you can be so hyper! Jeez it's like you're on crack 24/7." I muttered. She giggled and shook her head.

"Coffee can do that to you." She noted. I don't think I have ever seen Angela so happy about visiting our mom. Ever since the divorce she usually doesn't really care.

"Is there a certain reason why you're so excited to see mom?" I asked her suspiciously. She looked like she got caught from doing something. "C'mon spill." Usually she's the one asking that from me.

She sighed loudly and over dramatically. "Well, there is this guy in Hollywood that I really want to see." She spoke dreamily. I gave her a look that said: keep going. "he is super hot and nice. And amazing and talented and-" I cut her off.

"What is his name?" I'm not usually this impatient but come on, it's early in the morning for crying out loud! She gave me the look that told me how impatient I was.

"Edward Cullen." She said his name like he was a king. She knew that I didn't like him one bit. "He lives in Hollywood!" she squealed happily. I rolled my eyes at her.

"You're crazy. How can we be twins when you act so much more differently than me?" I asked her, not really expecting an answer. I started walking away when I heard her whisper, "Come to the dark side…We have cookies!" I giggled at her. She smiled back.

"Let's get packing." I said to her. "But let me get ready first." I added when she started getting up. I took a long shower to wake myself up. I noticed that it was going to be sunny for once. It rarely is in Forks, Washington. Always so muggy and cold. And wet.

I put on a pair of jean shorts that were mid thigh and topped it off with a white, flowy spaghetti strap shirt. I put on my silver flip flops to go with it. I headed down stairs and heard Ange blasting her stereo while she was doing the laundry. Most likely trying to find some cute outfits for her and me. Yeah she liked to pick my outfits out. It got pretty annoying sometimes but you gotta love her.

"Make me your radio! Turn me up when you feel low, this melody was meant for you! Just sing along to my stereo!" Angela was, of course singing to one of Edward Cullen's songs. I liked his songs, just not him. I went over to her and motioned for her to come here.

She saw me and nodded. She skipped over to me and said, "Yes?"

I shook my head at her.

"Can you please help me get the bags from the attic? It's gross up there…" I trailed off. She rolled her eyes at me and smiled.

"Of course sister of mine!" She giggled and skipped off to the attic above the stairs. Well right at the top of them. She was shorter than me and I could barely reach the handle so she waited for me to get up the stairs.

"When are we leaving?" I asked her.

Angie smiled and told me tonight. When our dad gets home.

I nodded and started jumping, trying to grab the string that hung down.

After 5 minutes of jumping I figured something out. "Hey Ange, let me lift you up so you can grab it. I can't seem to get it right now and it's making me really mad." I told her.

She said, "Okay." A little nervously.

"Trust me! I won't drop you!" I encouraged.

She bit her lip and finally gave in.

I got her on my shoulders and lifted her up. I almost dropped her. She was heavier than I thought. She reached up, trying to grab the string. But stabbing my face with one hand.

I yelled at her and jumped around in circles. She started screaming. I was blind and trying to tell her that but she was screaming too loud to hear me.

I ran in the direction of my bedroom, planning to drop her on my bed. But we slammed right into my door. Well I did. She ran into the wall.

We fell back instantly. Both groaning and holding our heads and rubbing our backs. We laid there for almost 10 minutes until I finally got up and wiped off my jeans. I held my hand out to her. "Need help up?" She glared at me and got up herself.

"I can't believe you dropped me! You started running for the door! What the hell was that! I couldn't even cover my face unless I wanted to fall backwards which I wish I did!" She yelled at me.

I glared back at her. "You were the one who was stabbing my eyes out! Why would you do that? That was stupid of you." I humphed at her and stomped back over to the attic. "At least we got this open." I told her. She agreed. Our fight was over. That's how it always worked.

I opened the ladder all the way. We both went up it. She was ahead of me.

The attic was dark and humid. It smelt like dust and deadness. We didn't have much stuff in our attic. Just some boxes of stuff we made as little kids and our packing stuff.

Angela searched for the light switch and found it. When she turned it on we both screamed. In the corner of the attic was a dead squirrel.

We screamed bloody murder. We fought our way to get to the stairs. I was ahead of her. But she was like a spider monkey on crack.

She jumped on my back and crawled over me while I was already on the stairs. I got almost half way down when Angela jumped and grabbed my leg. I went with her. We were screaming again. I landed right on my stomach. At least it wasn't much of a drop.

We looked at each other. We were both out of breath. "Store?" I asked her. She nodded.

"Store." We both got up, cringing at the soon to be giant bruises.

I put the ladder back up and closed the attic and walked back to my room to get my wallet. Ange went downstairs to grab the keys to our car.

I went to next to my bed and grabbed my bag. It had my wallet in it and I ran back down the stairs, careful not to trip and cause more bruises.

I went to the money jar on top of the fridge and took out an extra 50 bucks to add to my 100. And Angela had 60 dollars on her so I'm pretty sure we have enough money for the suitcases.

I walked out the door and saw Angela already in the drivers side of our white Lexus. We had to share the car and we took care of it. It was our baby. We both had jobs so we could pay for it with some help from Charlie, our dad. I walked to the passenger side and opened the door to get in.

Angela was buckled and already had the car running. I buckled up and turned on the radio, turning it up real loud while Ange rolled down our windows.

As we drove out of the driveway, we started screaming out the lyrics and laughing. "Yo, I'm runnin' through these ho's like Drano! I got that devilish flow, rock 'n' roll, no halo!"

We sung together. Angela sung the rest up until the chorus which we sung together again. "Party rock is in the house tonight! Everybody just have a good time! And we gonna make you lose your mind! Everybody just have a good time!" We screamed so loud that the people on the streets gave us funny looks.

We finally got to the store as soon as the song finished and Forget You by Cee Lo Green came on.

I groaned. "No fair! This happens every time!" I pouted but unbuckled and got out as Angela turned off the car and locked it.

She laughed at me. "You are so overdramatic! Get a grip!" She laughed at me some more.

We walked into the store and went straight to the back where the packing stuff was. As soon as we got to the isle, I saw somebody I knew from school. Angela had the hugest crush on him. He was pretty hot. His name is Jacob Black. We used to hang out as kids but we grew apart in middle school.

I elbowed Angela and pointed at him.

Ange held in a gasp and a little squeal.

I rolled my eyes at her and started searching for the right suitcase. There was a perfect sized white one with black outlining. It was perfect for me. The price was only 70 bucks so I went to grab it.

Jacob did at the same time. It was the only one left. I held onto the handle tightly. So did he. We looked at each other in embarrassment and determination to get the suitcase.

"Hey Bella." He smiled at me friendly.

I smiled back and looked over at Angela who already had her suitcase picked out. It was a pink, zebra print one. She was staring at Jacob.

I cleared my throat and she looked at me. I mouth, "Help" and motioned my head over at Jacob. She knew what I wanted her to do. She did it before in the 6th grade one time.

She walked up to Jacob. She grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down. She gave him a big kiss on the lips.

He was so surprised that he let go of the suitcase. I took that as a chance and took off. Rolling both of our suitcases to the checkout line. I found an empty one and hurried up to pay for them both. All together it was 125 dollars so that left us 85 dollars to spend on whatever. I got the suitcases and went to the car to wait for Angela.

After about 10 minutes of waiting I took my phone out and called her. It rang 8 times before she actually answered.

"What do you want?" She growled at me.

I narrowed my eyes.

"Right now I want you to come out to the car so we can head home!" I hissed.

She groaned and said fine.

That was over 5 minutes ago. I was just about to head inside when she finally came out, holding hands with Jacob.

I didn't think she would go that far! Their lips were swollen and their clothes were very messed up and wrinkly.

My jaw dropped. Angela gave Jacob a kiss on the cheek and bid him goodbye.

He smiled and walked to his car.

Angela unlocked ours and got in. I hauled the suitcases up and put them in the backseat before getting back to the front seat and buckling up.

"What was that?" I asked her. She kept her eyes on the road, but I saw her smile widely.

Oh I hope they'll get together. She won't be as obsessed with Edward Cullen. I hope.

"I'll tell you when we get home." She replied.

I pouted but said fine anyway.

The ride home seems so much longer when you are expecting something to happen there.

I hope you like this chapter! Please review:) It means a lot. I also encourage you to read my other story, Forget You. No haters please! Suggestions to make it better are nice though:) Keep reading:)

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