Yes, another new story... I'm trying to get the rest of the stories on my profile wrapped up, I promise!
This one is a little bit slow at the beginning but I'm really excited for what comes after! I have the first few chapters written, just gotta edit them. It starts getting interesting around chapters 4-6, so stick around for those!
Setting: it's after Bella is engaged to Edward, everything has kinda settled down for now. They're waiting on Bella's graduation for the wedding still.
Chapter one - me
I always knew about the Miwok legends and traditions, but after I left the tribe with my father, I begin to lose sight of what I grew up knowing. I started forgetting the stories and instead was immersed in the hustle and bustle of Western society. When we finally found a place in Forks, Washington, near my cousin, I was mostly apathetic about living so close to another tribe of natives.
Let me start at the beginning. When she was 19, my Miwok mother fell in love with a white boy while he stayed in a cabin near our reservation with his family. They made some mistakes, aka me, but before I was born, he had to go back to where he came from.
Cut to fourteen years later, when my mother died of the illness that passed through our tribe. The tribal leaders tracked down my father to come take care of me, and instead of moving to the res, he took me with him on his travels.
My dad is a traveling journalist, but now that he has to provide for his kid, he decided to settle into a real job and found a police position in Oregon. We lived there for a couple years, but now he's being transferred into Forks, where his uncle, Charlie Swan, is the chief of police. Uncle Charlie made it clear that he'd hold my dad to the exact same standards as he holds all the rest of his officers.
So now, I'm living in Forks, Washington, spending weekends painting my room and weeding our yard. Our little house is a place I know I'll love - one thing I didn't forget from growing up a native was a love and respect for nature, and that includes the space our house sits on. My dad thinks it's a waste of time since we may not live here long, but I love spending my time outside, even if the sun never shines here and it never stops raining.
Since we live right on the county border, I had the option of going either to the res school or the school in town. Even though my cousin was a senior at the school in town, I chose to attend the res school. I'd be surrounded by people that I have at least some things in common. School starts in one week and I'm anxious to begin.
My dad tells me I'll make plenty of friends, and I hope he's right. Even so, I remember the taunting all of us half-bloods got in the res schools. Maybe I can keep it quiet that I'm only half native.
I should probably introduce myself. My name is Kaliska, I'm 16 years old, and I'm new to Forks, Washington.