Disclaimer: I don't anything of Twilight but I do own the ocs.

Chapter 1: Moving Day

"Bye mother." Blair groaned as she hugged her mother for the last time.

"I'm going to miss you." Her mother wept, squeezing her daughter harder.

"Blair, come on time to go." George, her father, yelled from the car.

"Mom, I have to go." Blair said as she hugged her mother one last time and pulled away from her embrace.

"I love you." Her mother said with silent tears.

"I love you too." Blair waved as she slipped into George's old truck, her father.

George stepped onto gas and soon Blair was being taken from her home.

Her parents had recently filed for divorce as George caught his wife in the arms of another man. Apparently, their marriage was rocky and her mother had to find some sort of comfort even if it wasn't from her own husband. After her father filed for divorce her mother immediately moved out of their home and into a modern apartment with her significant other.

The divorce was finally over and Blair decided to move with her father to a new state, in a new town full of new faces.

"This will be good for us, B." her father's little nickname for her.

"I know." Blair responded as she gazed out the car window watching the buildings that belonged to Las Vegas disappear as George drove closer to the state boarder.

Blair wasn't really going to miss the international dessert. The summers were brutal, but Blair still managed to stay pale in the blazing sun. However, Blair had to admit that their winters were pretty nice with the chilling breezes and the need for winter cover. But they had to pay the price for nice winters for cruel and merciless summers with extraordinarily high temperatures.

"Are you going to miss Las Vegas?" George asked as they crossed the boarder.

"No, I will miss mom, a little but I was never crazy about Las Vegas anyway. How about you?"

"Yeah…we had a lot of good memories here…" George paused with a sadness that overtook him," but it's time for a change." He finished shortly.

"Yeah…" Blair replied still looking out the window. But deep down she would miss Las Vegas a little. It was the place where she had grown up.

"Wake up." George said as he shook his daughter that had been sleeping in the back seat with a cozy blanket.

"What is it?" she asked still half asleep.

"I need to refill the tank. How about you go into the store and get some more water and whatever you want." George said as he handed her a twenty.

"Ok." Blair said as she slipped her feet into flip-flops and got out of the car and stretched a bit, trying to wake herself a bit.

Once she was almost a wake she walked into the dingy shop with flickering lights. She walked up and down the aisles, grabbing a few chocolate bars, gum packages and four bottles of water. She crossed over to the cashier counter, paying for the items.

After she was done with the boring task she walked back to the car to see George still filling the almost empty gas tank.

"It still isn't full, yet?" Blair asked as she threw the candy and bottles of water in the back seat.

"No…"

Blair climbed into the car and unwrapped a candy bar while kicking off her flip-flops.

"Dad, where are we now?" she asked.

"Last time I checked we were in Oregon." Her answered as he climbed into the truck and put the keys in the ignition, making the truck come to life.

"So we're almost there."

"Somewhat, it's going to at least take another day of travel to get there." George pulled out of the gas station and started on the rode again.

"Ok." Blair shrugged as she finished the chocolate bar.

"B, come on time to wake up. We're here." George shook Blair again.

"Already?" Blair yawned.

"Yeah. Come look at the new house." George said with excitement.

Blair stepped out of the truck wearing a light blue tank top with darker sweatpants and black winter slippers.

"Its chilly." Blair commented as she threw on her lightweight jacket.

"Well, we aren't in Las Vegas anymore." George beamed.

"That's for sure." She murmured as she walked up to her father's side.

The house was a two-story home with a dark brown roof and lighter walls. A small porch sat in front of the house with a small set of white steps. The house sat ten feet away from an empty road that barely any cars passed. Forest surrounded the house as well as other areas of the environment.

"Do you want to start unpacking?" George asked walking towards the back of the Uhaul.

"Sure, why not." Blair shrugged as she proceeded to grab a couple of suitcases from Uhaul and carried them towards the house. She allowed her father to go before herself since he had the keys to the house.

They continued to unload the suitcases with ease, leaving the heavier equipment for later.

George was outside while Blair was upstairs preparing her room for the night. Her bed was already set up as well as her alarm clock.

Blair glided down the steps over to the uhaul that was still full of furniture. George backed out of the tin box with wheels, holding the end of the couch. Blair was about to jump in and help him when the other end of the couch was revealed with a young man supporting it.

Blair gazed at his magnificent form. The sleeves of his jacket were rolled up revealing well-toned muscles that shaped his arms. His was a bronze color contrasting to his short spiked black hair.

The teen lifted his head only to have his black eyes meet with Blair's own sapphire blue. An unfamiliar feeling shot through his body, making him feel entirely overjoyed to see her. The teen didn't even know the stranger of a girl but he felt the need to always be with her and to protect her.

His orbs scanned the rest of her body. Her dark brown hair was cut to her shoulders with side bangs and layers that shaped her face. Her body was somewhat skinny. His eyes could make the shapes of some bones of her body but her oval face was beautiful with a straight nose, slightly overly full lips and average eyes well proportioned.

The teen broke from her and continued to help George into the house with the somewhat heavy couch.

Once the couch was set into place the men let go of it, getting ready for introductions.

"Hi, I'm Jacob Black." He extended his hand to Blair, welcomingly.

"Hello, I'm Blair Wolfe." She took a hold of his hand and shook it gently. " Would you excuse me for a moment I need to talk to my father."

"Sure." Jacob said as he stepped outside, closing the door behind him.

"I can't believe that you let a complete stranger help you." Blair blew up.

"Watch your tone, Blair." Her father warned.

"I'm sorry it's just that I don't like strangers." Blair sarcastically remarked.

"He's a son of one of my friends here. So you have nothing to worry about." George said as he opened the front door, letting Jacob back inside the house.

"If you need me I'll be up in my room unpacking." Blair said as she grabbed a basket full of her belongings and then headed back up to her room.

"I don't think your daughter likes me very much." Jacob joked.

"No, she's just in one of her moods. You know women." George grinned as they walked back outside to unpack the rest of their possessions.