Hi Everyone, I am attempting a Jared and Kim story. Please leave a review and let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. If only I was Stephenie Meyer, things would be so different.
Chapter One: Invisible
Invisible: Unable to be seen; hidden.
Kim
"Kim," a voice called breaking my perfect dream. I glanced at my alarm; it was of only 6:30. What types of awful people were awake at this hour of the morning? Even the birds and the sun preferred to stay dormant this early.
"Kim," the voice called again. I rolled over muffing the sound with my pillow. Why wouldn't it go away? I wanted to sleep.
"Kimberley," the voice snapped waking me slightly. I felt a light pressure of something on my shoulder. Someone was shaking me.
"Go away," I mumble knowing my jabber was useless.
"KIM" the voice shouted jerking me awake. It was my little sister. Great, just what I needed this early without coffee.
"What Mandy," I asked her, rolling over to look at her.
"Mom said to wake up," she informed me with a roll of her eyes.
"Why, it's too early" I mumbled. My voice sounded groggy and I knew it was because I was having the dream again. Whenever I had the dream I never got enough sleep.
"It's picture day remember you have to look nice," she said sounding like my mom. She was like a smaller more annoying younger version of my mom. They had they same voice and everything. If my mom was thirty years younger I would swear they were twins.
"So," I mumbled. I turned back on my tummy and snuggled into my covers. Picture day had little importance to me unlike my glamorous sisters Mandy and Clarisse.
"Just get up now, Clarisse and I have been getting ready since five," she whined with another eye roll. Sometimes little sisters could be so annoying.
"Leave me alone and I will get up," I promised. She looked at me skeptically so I threw in a fake stretch to make her give into my ploy.
"Pinky swear," she asked. I nodded and we twisted fingers. God I hated mornings, they were torture to me. I snuggled back into my covers the moment she turned away. Kids are always so gullible.
"Hurry up now," She screeched a perfect imitation of my mom as she glanced back at me. Did I mention I hate mornings?
I slowly climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. My frizzy hair was spiraling out of control like usual. Nothing I could do to fix that, it happened everyday. I combed threw it a couple times and I knew it made no difference. My hair looked the same whether it had been brushed or not.
I revolted at the clothes my sisters had picked out for me. I pink frilly shirt and a cute skirt. I hated pink, I was more of a neutral kind of girl, but according to seventeen magazine pink was my color. Since my sisters read that article they had tried to force me into pink on any occasion they saw as significant. Luckily my IQ seemed to double theirs so I was talented at avoiding their need to "make me look like a normal girl." Their words, not mine.
I walked groggily down the stairs taking as long as humanly possible.
"Kimberly honey, its picture day, couldn't you have at least brushed your hair, or put on make up like Amanda and Clarisse" my mom asked wearily. She had just returned home from her double shift at the hospital. She is a registered nurse paid to work at the hospital countless hours of the day. Her lowly salary combined with her double shifts was enough to barely get out family of five by, but, in La Push Washington, that didnt really take much.
My mom was the only one who called me and my sisters by our real names. I have gone by Kim as long as I can remember and my sister had forever outlawed anyone to call her Amanda. She claimed Mandy was much more hip and in style. Like I cared about any of that. Clarisse had once been Cleo, but then she became popular and met her long time boyfriend Danny, Cleo disappeared with last years clothes.
"I did brush my hair mom" I said with a growl. I poured myself a bowl of frosted flakes and grumbled incoherently in the corner.
"Morning all" called Clarisse as she walked down the stairs pretending to be a model. Like that would happen, I mean my seventeen year old sister was beautiful and all but she was the tallest of us girls at five four. Mandy was five three and I was the shortest with five two. Damn shorts genes, I thought tall genes were dominant. Not in the Akaka family I guess.
Clarisse was one of the girls that everyone envied. She was smart, popular, had a cute boyfriend, and in other words was perfect. My little sister Mandy was the fourteen year old version of her. It was really annoying being so socially awkward with such perfect sisters.
"Don't forget Clarisse, Steven is coming home this weekend and since I finally have a free Saturday we are having a family bonding night," mom said smiling. It has been weeks since my brother Steven had returned home from his community college just north of Seattle. Not that I blamed him, I wouldn't return home often if I was in his shoes. Yet as the only person in my household who didn't have pink nail I was practically salivating for him to come visit.
"That means no boys Clarisse, you to Amanda," my mom warned. Great, the fourteen year old got a boy warning before I did. My mom is such the ego booster.
'Time for school," announced a chipper Mandy and we climbed into our family's old station wagon to drive to La Plush High. My heart started beating as we neared the school. I looked for any sign I could find that he was already there. I doubted he would be because boys like him waited until the last minute to show up.
Jared Thail was his name and he was the most popular junior. Tall good-looking with hair covering his eyes, every girl wanted him and every boy wanted to be him. Myself included. The wanting him part, not the being him part; obviously.
I looked into the parking lot for his old beat up truck. I sighed because it was nowhere in sight. A Jared sighting before school always brightened my day. Not to say that I was obsessed, I mean…I am not completely obsessed. I think.
"See you guys, have an awesome picture," Clarisse cooed and then she jumped out of the car to go hang with Danny.
"See you Kim," shouted Mandy as she ran off after her freshman friends. Of course no one wanted to hang with the lonely sophomore.
"Hey Kim, what's up, ready for picture day," asked my one and only vest friend Daisy. We were at our lockers preparing for the first class of the day Geometry. Daisy and I had a total of four classes plus lunch together which is about as good as it gets at La Plush High.
"Not much Daisy, I'm just really tired," I said with a sigh dramatically.
"Did you have the dream again" she whispers sympathetically. We both immediately glance around looking for on lookers but no one cares about my families troubled past, let alone Kim the freaks constant nightmares about it.
"Yeah," I mumbled as I absentmindedly brushed my finger against the long scar on my stomach. It was my one constant reminder of the past.
"Maybe you should tell someone about it," she whispered looking into my eyes. I couldn't look at her; I knew those eyes were filled with pity. I was sick of everyone's pity. All of us Akaka siblings were.
"I don't want to talk about it Daisy, really," I said giving her a small frown. Suddenly she broke into a smile.
"Guess what Kim, I know something that will make you feel better," she said grinning like Cheshire Cat.
"They invented a popcorn flavor of coffee?" I ask grinning. Daisy's grins were contagious, you couldn't help from grinning even in a horrible situation.
"Look who's here" she said and she gestured to the school parking lot. I gasped, it was Jared surrounded by his best friend Paul Harold. Daisy didn't understand or even support my obsession with Jared but at least she knew a distraction when she saw one.
I watched as countless people waved and greeted him. He was clearly the most popular and cutest junior in his grade. He was one of the few juniors Clarisse even talked to. My face burned with jealousy as she greeted him good morning. What I would give to trade places with her. Dumb, stupid, popular older senior sisters.
"Let's go to class Kim" Daisy moaned and she gave my hand a gentle tug trying to lead me away. I went reluctantly with one final glance at Jared. He was in the same spot being greeted by even more people. Unsurprisingly he didn't even glance my way.
"Lead the way Daisy," I say knowing that only after two classes Jared and I would be reunited again.
The rest of the day passed slowly. I was counting the minuets until 3rd period. There I would join the juniors for an English class. I was the only sophomore in the class and one of the smartest. More importantly it was my only class with Jared. Hmmm Jared, he was so amazingly handsome.
Before third period I had to have my picture taken. I was one of the first with my last name Akaka. The only problem was the most annoying and funniest boy in our grade was right behind me. Quil Atera.
"Kimster, whats up," asked Quil. He reached his hand out tog ive me a high five but I didn't move.
"No love Kimster," he asked as his face turned into a mocking pout.
"Not today Quil," I said with a roll of my eyes. I acted annoyed but secretly I was pleased. Quil was the only one kind enough to talk to me even though I was far out of his regular social group.
"But Kim" he protested but he was cut off.
"Quil lets go get Pizza and skip out on next period," Embry Call called out from the next line over. That kid had to have grown at least a few inches in the few weeks since school started. I would hate to be his mom and have to buy pants to keep up with his stretched body.
"Sounds Good." said Quil who had already forgotten about me and who was pestering a pretty junior behind him.
Being the creeper I am I decided to glance over at the T line to look for Jared. Sadly the few seconds I had to look before I was called over revealed no Jared.
"Say cheese," said the photographer. I remained silent, I mean that was stupid, who said cheese anymore. What are we eight.
"Wow that was a first," said Daisy with a role of her eyes.
"What," I asked annoyed, I was almost afraid to know the answer.
"That was the first you didn't sneeze, cough, blink or sneer," said Daisy with a laugh. I scowled at her. I mean maybe I didn't have the best pictures in the past but there was no reason to bring up that painful subject. I always tried to block picture day from my memory. Although it was no easy task considering my mom had every picture hanging in the hall since my first picture in kindergarten. Talk about embarrassing.
"See you at lunch Kim," said Daisy with a wave. I waved back and headed for my favorite class of the day, English.
As usual, I was the first one there so I took my seat, it was the second table to the back on the right side. I had Jared sitting beside me and his best friend Paul behind us. I didn't like Paul, and he never noticed me enough to dislike me, but if for some weird reason I felt as if he did know me we wouldn't get along.
The class started rolling in with two minuets until the bell rang. Jared wasn't one of them, but that wasn't surprising he was never there any earlier than he had to be.
One minuet left where is he? if only I could see him, I would feel so much better.
Thirty seconds, okay this was getting ridiculous, where is he.
Ten seconds.
Jared come on your going to be late.
Nine seconds.
Paul is probably going to make you late.
Eight seconds.
Stupid Paul!
Seven seconds.
Oh my god where is he?
Six seconds.
Is he sick?
Five seconds.
Maybe I could bring him soup or something. Would that be too weird? I don't think he knows my name.
Four seconds.
What if the illness is serious, will he die?
Three seconds.
Wait a minuet, I saw him this morning he was perfectly healthy. I think.
Two seconds.
Wait I didn't see him at pictures. Crap what if he dies before I introduce myself. What if we never talk face to face? Oh my god.
One second.
Where is he?
Brrrrrrrrriing!
"Sorry I'm late, my class got out late," said Jared as he strolled into the room perfectly at ease. He probably didn't even realize how worried this class had been about him. Didn't he realize how close I was to a heart attack.
He came in and sat down beside me. My whole body flushed with heat, I cant believe I was this close to Jared Thail. Even though it was a daily occurance, I never got over the shocl of being this close. I mean it's JARED THAIL!
I stared at him through whole class, he didn't even look at me.
"Miss Kimberley what is the answer," asked Mrs. Floughter with a sneer. oh crap I wasn't paying attention. Dang, maybe I should say comma, there are lots of comma's in English class.
"Uhhh," I stuttered. Just then Jared coughed and it sounded a lot like common noun.
"Common noun," I said praying I heard him right.
"Correct, Miss Kimberley" said Mrs. Floughter. She smiled at me and moved back up the row. I sighed in relief.
I looked over and smiled at Jared but he didn't see me, he was looking the other way.
Whatever I didn't care because today was a momentous occasion, Jared talked to me. Oh my god! Wait tell Daisy hears.
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