well i dont have anything to say but here u go and the stupid disclaimer:yeah i dont own twilight and never will so here chapter 1


Today was the last dia of school and we're leaving tonight for our plane to Forks. As I waited for my sister’s class to let out, I was thinking about vampiros and Edward Cullen.

I heard a loud cheer from the class and the doors opened . Hannah and her friends came out, joking and laughing about something.

“Hannah, come on.  We have to finish packing for Forks,.” I said, as I dragged her away from her friends. “Oh my gosh, Hannah, don’t forget to look for vampires!” one of her friends said.

We never really fought though, and if we did, it would be about stupid things we don’t agree on about the characters from Twilight.

Hannah and I walked to our parent’s waiting car, because they always pick us up on the last day.

“Hey girls, how was your last day?” mom asked us when we reached the car.

“It was probably the best dia of school the whole year, and now I can’t wait to get to Forks!” Hannah exclaimed.

Our parents laughed, “Honey the plane doesn’t take off until 2:30 in the morning.” mom said.

“What!?” Hannah screeched, “I can’t stay up that late!”

I looked at her, “You can stay up for at least  two days straight Hannah. You have before.” I said.

“What?” dad screeched, but not as loudly as Hannah. “How come we didn’t know about this?” he said, frightened.

“Danie!” Hannah said, while she hit me on the shoulder. “You said you wouldn’t tell!”

I laughed, “Oops!”

The rest of the drive início was pretty much silent, other then Hannah texting her friends.

When we reached the house, our dad got out and opened the trunk.

“Hey, we have a good eleven hours before we leave!” I called to him when I stepped out.

“No everything has to be done por 1:30 a.m. Because it will take us a good 45 minutos for us to get to the airport and through security.” he replied.

Hannah and I ran into the house and went our separate ways to our rooms. I started packing everything I could find, clean and some dirty, because yeah we can live with no washer and dryer for two months.

When I had all my clothes in two bags I looked at the time. Wow it was already 8:30 p.m.

“Wow time really does fly” I said aloud to myself, “and I am still not done.”

Hannah walked in while brushing her teeth, “whya shtalking shoe shyour shelf?”

I looked at her confused, “Go spit before you get toothpaste on the carpet and then come back later,” I suggested.
  
She ran to the bathroom and she started laughing, which made her drool. Mom would have a fit if she got toothpaste on the carpet.

She returned a few minutos later, “I said, why are you talking to yourself?” she said.

“Well I’m just bored with packing,” I replied.

“Oh I just took a break and got something to eat.” Hannah said.

My stomach growled when she said eat. “Ohhhh, now I’m hungry,” I said as my stomach kept growling away.

I pushed her out of the way and walked down to the kitchen. When I opened the fridge, I noticed it was empty. I guess mom already cleared it so nothing would go bad.

“Hannah what did you eat? There seems to be nothing in the fridge.” I called down to her room.

“Giant resfriador, refrigerador por the front door,” she replied as she walked in the kitchen, “I had a ham sanduíche and some Sun chips por the way.”

I ran over to the door, to find a basket with dry comida and a resfriador, refrigerador with, what I’m guessing, is Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante food.

I just had the same thing as Hannah.

“We can’t take any of this on the plane. What are we doing with it?” I asked her, when she came over to the front door.

“I don’t know. I think mom and dad might leave it for grandma when we leave,” she replied.

“Ok, well go finish packing. I know you’re nowhere near done.” I said and she walked back to her room laughing, “You know me too well!”

I finished eating and walked back to my room. I finished with my blankets and everything else needed in one bag. I looked around my almost empty room, thinking about moving….again. We mover every time we go on vacation. We only didn’t once, that’s why we rent every house we live in. I wouldn’t be surprised if we didn’t mover there for a year.

I hope we do because if there are no vampires, then I will ask them for our seguinte vacation to go to Denali . Ha, maybe I can see Tanya.

Suddenly, a knock at my door scared me, I turned and saw it was my mom. “Hey sweetie are you almost done? Dad is freaking out right now, thinking that we are going to be late.”

I laughed, ”Yeah.” I also grabbed two of my three bags and I saw my mom grab the last one.

We walked together to the front door and to the car. My dad looked mad, as he pulled everything out of the tronco, porta-malas and tried to put it back. I just set mine seguinte to the others and walked back to the porch.

“Hey Mom, I am going to check on Hannah,” I said, as I walked up the porch steps.

“Okay tell her to hurry, please?” she replied.

I ran to Hannah’s room. “Come on slow poke, we’ve got to get a mover on.” I said when I reached it.

 She looked at me with worry on her face. “What?” I asked as she stared at me.

“I can’t get my suitcase closed.” she said almost crying.

I laughed and jumped up on her last bag. “Zip up!” I said.

Hannah sighed, and walked over to me and zipped the bag up. “Thanks.”

She laughed, “I can’t believe I almost cried at that.” I laughed too, “Well dad is going to rip someone’s head off if we don’t get there soon,” I said while grabbing two of her bags, considering she has four. Hannah got the other two and we walked outside to the car. Mom was sitting on the stairs sighing.

“How many times?” I asked.

“Seven,” she replied, “I might even go and do it myself.”

We both laughed, “Mom you know you would do the same thing. Watch and learn,” I said while walking over to dad.

I stood seguinte to dad for a few segundos and then cleared my throat. He jumped, and I saw Hannah and mom laughing at that.

“Move, I’ll get it, I do every year,.” I told him, and he jumped over to the side and I took his place.

It took me maybe three minutos to get everything in the car. Dad walked over to me, just as I closed the tronco, porta-malas lid. “Thanks, I really would have never done that without you, Danie. It’s almost 1:30 a.m., lets get going,” he said and walked to the driver’s seat. I walked to mine, and took one last look at the house, before I got in, and we drove off toward the airport.