Kyla's p.o.v
I dragged my suitcase behind me as I walked through the small airport. I searched for my grandma in the small crowd of people and eventually saw her standning near the exit. I smiled and started walking faster, she noticed me and smiled back at me.
"Grandma!" I ran up to her and hugged her tightly. "I've missed you so much"
She hugged me back and I breathed in the familiar sent of her perfume.
"I've missed you too sweetie" she let go of me and looked me over. "You've grown since I last saw you". she smiled and grabbed my suitcase from my hand.
"Yeah, that's what time does to you" I joked as we started walking to her car.

My name is Kyla Harris, I'm 17 years old, and I've just moved from California to a small place in Washington called La Push. You see, my parents just died and I am going to live with my grandma. My parents died in a car crash a month ago.

Grandma stopped the car outside of her house and helped me carry my bags inside her small house. It was a white, cute, two storey house, with a little garden, it suited me well and I knew I would like it here. The weather would take a while to get used to though. I didn't really like rain, and for someone who has lived her whole life in sunny California it is a big change to move to a place where it rains ninety percent of the year.
"Your room is upstairs, first door to the left. I hope you don't think it's too small" grandma said as she set my bags down in the small hallway. I nodded and carried my stuff upstairs to the room that would be mine. It was cute. Small, but cute. White walls, a small desk in the corner, curtains in the window with small flowers on and a picture on the wall next to a wardrobe. It fitted me well, and I smiled as I noticed the small book case above the desk. My books would fit perfectly there. I started unpacking my clothes and hang them in the wardrobe and then went downstairs to eat dinner with grandma.
"So, nervous about going to school?" she asked as we were watching TV after dinner.
"Yeah, a little" I confessed. I knew that La Push High was a very small school so I was positive that people would stare at the new student. Wich was me.
"You sure you want to start right away? You could wait a week if you wanted to" she sounded concerned.
"No, I want to get started right away". I smiled and gave her a hug as I stood up. "I think I'm gonna go to bed, see ya tomorrow grams" and with that, I walked upstairs and got to bed, praying that I would like the school.

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