A/N: Hey folks. This is my first story, so hope you like it. Sorry if my writing sucks. I don't know if ill continue it but if I get some people who ask in reviews than I guess I will. Anyway ill let you get on with it. Hope you like it. =D
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or its characters. I wish I did. =D
I never thought I'd actually fall in love. I mean, yeah, little girls are supposed to plan out their future with their dolls, but that was never me. I was more of the girl who played with boys and be-head the dolls I would get from distant aunts and uncles for birthdays and Christmas. I guess that's why it was so surprising when I realized I was in love. And before you start questioning what type of guy I could actually fall in love with, let me stop you there, I realized I was a lesbian when I was 12 and liked looking at girls at the swimming pool rather than sweaty boys. It was kind of a give away.
And don't stereotype me with the butch lesbians in the cliché TV shows and movies (Wait, I can't say that because they've actually started having shows with more girly lesbians). I mean I may be dominant in bed, but I really love the perks of being a woman.
Such as what's happening right now in this crappy gas station located just outside of Forks, Washington. There's some pimple-faced, scrawny perv looking down my shirt. I'm not being conceited but I know I'm hot, what with being 5'7, black hair with blue and white streaks, and blue intense eyes (like the ones the vamps have in the Underworld series) a white smile with a dimple in my left cheek, now I think I have a decent chest being 34 C, and a small waist and long legs. At the moment I was currently wearing a light blue tight v-neck t-shirt, black leather jacket, and black pinstripe DC shoes.
I didn't have any cash on me, with me just pulling into town from a cross-country drive. "That'll b-be $24.97." I smiled my crooked smile that will actually make a person weakened and totally devoid of thought, or so I've been told. "Is there any way you can cover some of that for me? I just got into town and don't have any cash handy, and you don't seem to have a ATM here."
I waited a couple of seconds, maybe my ex was right about my smile, because the idiot is staring and not even blinking with a dopey smile on his face. He looked like he was about to faint. I put my index finger under his chin and pulled his eyes away from my chest up to meet my eyes.
"So, please is there any way you can help me?" I ask lowering my voice and biting my bottom lip with a innocent look on my face. "Um, y-yeah, I'm sure you can repay me b-back. Are you saying in Forks?" he replied. "Yeah, I'll be in town for a while." I say smiling, because I know that as soon as I turn 18 in 8 months on June 21st, I'll be outta this town faster than you can say Washington. The sound of the Perv's voice snapped me out of my unnatural but sadly common inner monologue.
"C-Cool, so will you be going to Forks High Sc-School?" he nervously asks. I'm getting really impatient with the 20 questions, so I quickly reply, "Yeah I am. I guess I'll see you there. Bye and thanks for covering me." I flash a quick smile back and walk out the door and hop on my blue and silver Yamaha R1 and put my blue helmet with a 'B' on the right and a 'S' on the left. I head towards Forks again and about 10 minutes later I pass a sign.
WELCOME TO FORKS
Great.