<Lyriq's pov>

Today is the day that I arrive in Forks, Washington to stay with my Aunt Sandy and her husband David. This was a trip that I was not looking forward to but my Father John felt it would be best for me to get out and be in a new surrounding. My Mother passed a few months back and since then I guess you can say I haven't been "all" there. I found myself going to school and coming straight home to sleep just to wake up and do it all over again the next day. Change should be good. At least thats what I kept telling myself. As the plane touched down on Washington grounds, all I could notice was the dark clouds that surrounded this small town just waiting to burst out with rain. It was something about the rain that made my mood always feel worse than what it was. I took a deep breath and exited the plane. I headed to the front of the airport where I would meet up with both David and Sandy. I noticed them standing next to a brown toyota. I knew it would be a bit akward so I popped in my headphones and turned the volume up to full blast. By doing this I wouldn't really have to day much. Just smile, say hello, and hand them my bags and get in the back seat and wait for them to take me to my jail cell.

My room was small. There was a bed, a desk, and closet and a window. That was about it. I didn't really mind the small space. I felt that I had more privacy this way. I wouldn't be using this room for much. No decorating, no having people coming over. Just to sleep, read and write. I keep a journal and write in it every second on the day. I go through about 5 journals a month. Seeing how I'm in Forks now, I'll be needing about 8. I began to unpack. I put what little clothes I decided to bring in the closet, I put my lap top and books on the desk and then sat down in the desk chair and looked outside the window. The rain had began to fall and no one was outside at this point. I swear Aunt Sandy lived in the middle of no where. No stores or anything were in view of where her house was. Just dirt, road and trees. Lots and lots of trees. I seen a silver colored car pass by with 4 people in it. They stood out to me. Two girls in the back and two guys in the front. They were all pale looking and the looks upon there faces showed no emotion. As I watched the car drive by my Aunt Sandy called for me to come downstairs. I went downstairs and was greeted by a man in a wheel chair and his son.