FORKS, WASHINGTON

I took a glance at my dad. The last time I saw him was six years ago, when I was eleven. He had visited Paris on a business trip and had managed to spend three hours with me at the central park.

He was never there for me. It doesn't even feels like I have a father. And now with him, feeling like a total stranger.

Trying not to look at him, i looked through the window at the pouring rain. Jeez,, it doesn't even feels like summer here. I could smell salt, there's probably an ocean nearby.

I bit back the laughter i was about to let out, remembering how i had panicked when my mom had told me that I'd be coming to forks. I had literally gone to Google search more on the so called town. The population of forks is 3,528, that means almost everyone knows themselves.

Funny right?..

There's only a school in forks and its a public school. Every kids in forks goes there. The house of Spartan' they call it.

How would I cope? I'm used to my rich friends, So used to the beau lifestyle, the perfect suited uniform and how well respected i was in De genius high school. How is it going to be here? Would I be making friends? Would I be comfortable in my father's house? Jeez,, have never been this nervous in my life and right now, I feel so fucking nervous. I jerked up as I heard the stranger speak "We're home"

I looked around dumbstruck. Yes, I was speechless. Firstly its a story building, secondly its moderate. Moderate in the sense that, it wasn't small neither was it too big. It's beautiful, some part were made of brick and some part were wooden. It's painted in white. So different from my house in Paris.

In Paris, my apartment was in the 45th floor. So perfect for a suicidal but thank goodness I wasn't one, even though I had every right to be.

Lack of love can cause depression right? But I had learnt to leave with the fact that I'd never be loved the way I wanted to be loved.

"Its beautiful" I blurted out.

Jack looked at me. He totally wasn't expecting me to compliment his house and I can't even believe i had said that out. It was meant to be my thought.

So much for my thought betraying me.

"Its beautiful" I repeated, glaring at him. And before he could say a thing, I fired out "I'm sorry I'd be staying with you for the main time. I promise I won't give you a reason to ever regret your actions".

"You won't even notice I'm around" I added as I unbuckled my seatbelt. I was about to open the door when I felt a cold touch on my left hand. I jerked it away immediately.

"Moi Meira.." He started to say but No no. I don't want to hear, so I cut him off.. "It's Avira or nothing".

"I know you hate me. I haven't been there for you. I'm sorry".

No. I won't cry. I won't be crying. No. I noticed a tear roll down my eyes. Fuck!.

"Sorry?. I needed you Jack." I cried out "I needed you all my life. I needed a father".

"Avira, I am sorry". He looked pained.

Sorry? Sorry?.. Say something else Monsieur. Maybe I want to hear something other than that.

I wiped my tears as I look up to him. "I still see no reason why I am here. All I know is that my dad died when I was five. I saw a ghost of him when I was eleven. He managed to lurk around with me in the park for three hours and boom, he was gone." I paused. "And that was the last time I saw him. The last time I realized I don't have a father. You're just a stranger to me Jack."

"And I am sorry for my bad manners Monsieur" I added as I opened the door.

Stepping down, the cold rain fell on me and I shivered. I ran to the boot as I brought down my luggage's. Jack helped with some, not saying a word. And with that, I was grateful.

He lead front as he opened the door and I couldn't help but turn back to look at the neighborhood. The green grasses. Paved sidewalks. Freshly painted porches. The house is the second last house in the street and the last building was just feets away from Jack's.

I stared at the last house and there was a young girl dancing in the rain. I couldn't help but smile.

I took a step into the house and once again I was stunned. It was beautiful than I had expected.

It wasn't the modern house like the city houses, but it was classic enough. Everything were designed in lovely woodens. And it seems jack is a good fan of collecting artifacts.

Jack said a thing, but once again i was lost. "Huh?.."

"Your room is upstair, the one with the white door. I'll prepare something for you to eat".

I nodded. Not saying a word, I went upstair. There were three doors, all were white. I couldn't help but give a sarcastic laugh.

Really man?..

But then something caught my attention. My name was tagged on the left one, down the alley. I slowly opened it and ...

"Wow". Yes, it beautiful. I so badly want to scream.

Should I just scream?.

Its painted in my favourite colour, blue and white and touches of pink glitters. There was a big bookshelf of ... Jeez, I dropped my luggages as i check out the shelf filled with novels. Most of them i had read.

I looked up to see mini stars on the ceiling, just like the one's in my room in Paris.

Had jack done all this for me?.

Its perfect. I went over to the window, looking outside. Oh oh. There's a problem. Remember that last house that I had said was only feets apart, well its actually closer than I had thought.

There was a window closer to mine. So close that I only have to climb the tree that's in between and am in.

Note to take. Always lock your room window avira.

I let out a breathe I didn't realise I was holding as I fell flat on the bed. Oh, so soft. Tomorrow is Monday. I'd be starting a new school. I can't just imagine how my life would be.

I took my phone as I message my best friend. 'Hey lisa' and in no time, she replied me.

Not that she's jobless. But in Paris, being social is all that matters. Take for instance, I have 22 thousand followers on instagram. Mostly, students from my school. I was the assistant head in De genius and am also very popular. Everyone knows me.

Cupid's assistant.

A cupid is the Greek God of love. And as for me, am his assistant. Everyone in DGHS comes to me for relationship tips.

Please don't ask about my love life.. Let's leave that aside..

Every night, I'd come online just too see tonnes of messages and I still wonder how I always ended giving them the best of advice.

I clicked into my best friend message. 'Hey bitch'. I can actually picture what she's doing now and the expression on her face. She's the most dramatic person I know.

'Don't you dare swear asshole' I replied.

'Oh, so you have the right to swear. And I don't?'

'As always' I smiled as I sent my text.

'I miss you avira'. my phone beeped again with a smiling emoji. Jeez if only Lisa know its hard here. Like a stranger in this new world of mine.

'Trust me, I miss you more Lisa. I feel so nervous over here'.

'Clearly understandable. I wish you didn't have to leave but am glad its just for a month. How's Washington?'.

'Well chica. Its different from what I thought it would be. That's all I can say'. And its the fucking truth.

'I hope you love it and I hope cupid make you find love over there'.

I rolled my eyes. Love indeed. 'Thanks best. I gotta go. Love you. Xoxo'. I logged out before Lisa could text back. Jeez, am so tired and i need rest.

I dropped my phone as i headed to the bathroom to freshen up...

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Its cold and I should be resting now, but curiosity is what always end up injuring my cat. Lol.

I stepped out of the house as I stare at the little girl that was dancing in the rain earlier. She smiled and I waved.

I found myself walking over to the neighbours porch. "Hey princess. How are you?".

Growing up, my mom had taught me never to talk to strangers. So why was I expecting a reply from the little girl.

"I'm Avira.. What about you?" I tried again, still no response. I was beginning to retire when the neighbour's door opened and an older woman in her early thirties came out. She had green eyes and damn she's gorgeous. "Hi..."

"Hmm.. Hello Avira". She said.

Okay that's weird. I wasn't expecting her to know my name. Before I could form a word, she opened her mouth to talk.

"I'm Rosa. Jack wouldn't stop talking about his daughter arrival. Mehn, you have his eyes, captivating like the sea. And just like he had said. You're beautiful. So so beautiful".

Okay have heard people call me beautiful so many times.

Pardon me for being a bitch.

I have a long shinning brown hair. I have a perfectly tanned skin. Its so natural I got it from my dad. I have blue eyes just like the seas, also got that from my dad. Most guys usually get lost in them, and most girls envy it.

The only thing I inherited from my mom is my body shape. I am 5'7 feet, some might call me short.

But don't you dare..

Okay, am a little bit slim. But when it comes to the boobs and ass. Mehn, am so endowed. So am beautiful.

I shouldn't be fluttered, she just stated the obvious.

"Thanks Rosa". I looked at the little girl. "So what's your name princess?".

She looked at her mum waiting for an approval.

"C'mon baby. She's no stranger" Rosa smiled.

"Hi.. My name is scarlet". The little girl said. Voice so serene and lovely.

"Wow. Beautiful name for a beautiful princess". I tried to be sweet.

"Thank you. But you're more beautiful" smiling. She was missing a tooth.

"Oh, so cute. How old are you princess?". I love her already.

"Almost seven. Everyone says I act older".

"Well. Everyone is right". We all laughed. With this little princess, I can bet my stay wouldn't be that boring.

I looked at rosa. "Its nice meeting you two".

Jack came out, standing on his porch. "Hey Rosa.. How about dinner together?".

"I'd love to" Rosa seems happy about it already. She looked at me "Guess we'd be talking more inside".

I nodded, as I watch jack went inside. I'd really want to know more about Rosa. She's nice and good looking.

Scarlet ran inside as Rosa whispered something to her in a different language am familiar with. Spanish.

"How is Paris?". Her tone laced with excited. She wanted to know more about where I came from.

Sorry to disappoint, I don't want to talk about Paris. The only place I want to be now but am not. "Well, I miss it". That's it.

"Okay.. So forks high?". She understood I don't want to talk about Paris and am glad she changed the topic. But now am nervous.

Seems Rosa is so good at reading expression cause she blurted out again. "Trust me, you'd love it. I can bet that. I attended the school with your dad and mom. School days was fun." She smiled, as she continued, "It might not be your usual uniform school. But trust me, House of Spartan is were the real fun is".

I hope so. But too bad am not a fun type.

"So, what class?". She continued.

Mehn, Rosa's a talker.

"Hmm.. I don't know how its done here. But am in my final year in Paris". I can guess, its all about the freshman, sophomore and senior here.

"Wow, so ya a senior".

Her mood change for a second.. I could swear i saw it bitter. But then she masked it all quickly with a smile.

"My son is also a senior. Maybe you'd both get to know each other".

"You have a son?" Okay, am surprised. I totally wasn't expecting that.. Rosa doesn't look like a woman who could have a son of my age. She looks young. "I mean, I would have never guessed that. Where's he?". I added.

"Oh, my son barely comes home. You know, teenagers". Her smile fell, " He loves being independent".

If only I could be that independent.

Scarlet came outside with a jacket. "Am ready and hungry. So let's go"..

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I finally did it. Chapter one done and dusted. Lol.
Its not so easy typing. Going back to check if I made any error or so, cause its my first book and I so much want it to be perfect. But durh to err is human they say, so please guys just read and ignore the errors. I'll still go back to check them.
I hope you enjoyed my piece. Chapter two is coming out sweet, yeah I can bet that.
Forks high.. New characters . and ......... You know what just keep tune and don't miss out.

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