she hasn’t been back to forks since she was eight, but this year, she’d let her dad talk her into coming, instead of meeting him in california. he was being awarded something from the police department, and he’d wanted her there. it had been a great ceremony, and she was so proud of him. she just wasn’t up to heading out to the reservation and seeing people she didn’t really know. she was still pretty shy, much like when she was a kid, and she’d been hiding out next to charlie the whole time.
❝ hi. i’m bella. ❞ she says when charlie guides her toward what she can only assume is the kid’s table. at just two weeks past sixteen, she’s still terrified to talk to people around her own age, and her words come out a whisper. // @olympicwolf