She sopped and cocked an eyebrow. "I will let you claim one, but it is not, I repeat, is NOT Staying here!" My heart leapt, turning to uncle Jasper I squealed and hugged him, then threw my arms around my father. "Daddy! Thank you so much!"

He laughed as I kissed his hard cheek. "Daddy, you're the best!" I squealed once more as he grabbed my arms and pushes me away.

Alice was laughing too, a giddy, celebrating mood hung in the air.

"So, what's the plan for today?" Alice sang after everyone quieted down.

"Mayella was planning on taking the truck to LA Push." My mom jumped in before I could say that I didn't know. I frowned. Alice’s expression turned into a frown as well, "Oh." She mumbled, obviously disappointed.

Looking down at her, Jasper smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "I think it's a good Idea, she'll get to know Forks and La Push. And who knows, maybe she'll find JB?" Alice flashed a wary smile, "Yeah, I was afraid you'd say that."

TWILIGHT

It took a while to finally get the engine roaring to life. My family stood on the porch, their teeth gritting from the loud screaming of the motor. They all had forced smiles, but one, in particular looked as if it was mocking me. My mom. My truck slowly putted out of the driveway backwards, the engine screaming louder causing aunt Alice to throw her hands over her ears. Over everything, I could hear my father comment, "That truck is going to get her killed. Let her take the GT." My mother shook her head, "No, the GT's to fast.”

"But that truck doesn't even go above 45 without threatening to stall out."

"I don't care, I'm not letting her drive a racecar!"

I slammed down on the gas peddle, the needle bouncing up past the 50 miles per hour mark causing the engine to pop loudly and sputter out black smoke. I "sped" down the road towards La Push, following the creatively drawn map my mother gave me.

I was about half way when it started pouring. I complained as the road disappeared. I didn't see what had jumped out in front of me, but it was huge. The truck hit it roughly. The impact stalled it out instantly. I screamed as it jerked to a stop. Did I hit a deer? Aw man, my mom was going to kill me if I damaged the truck. I shivered. It was a bad idea to wear a miniskirt, and I had forgotten my regular jacket. Wrapping my poncho around me, I squeaked the door open -well, the best I could without my can opener- and stepped out into the rain. It was farther off the ground than most trucks, and I was pretty short for my age. I dropped down into a pot hole that was already about ankle deep with water. The water splashed up my legs getting my butt and sandals wet. "Shit." I grumbled looking down, my eyes watering. Looking up, I saw a long, drenched limb laying across the pavement. "oh no!" I squealed running around to the front of the truck, hoping I didn't hit a person.