Well this is my first fanfic ever so I hope you like it and be honest I don't want people telling me it's good when it's really crap. So R&R. thanx oh and shouting out to my bestie LAURA luv ya XOXOXOX
Don't you just hate it when everyone stares at you? Don't get me wrong, I mean the good way as in beautiful not the bad way as in retarded. If you don't know what it's like, well take that girl that everyone has at their school; you know the one everyone wants to date and yet at the same time everyone hates her because of her beauty and what not. Then take away the popularity, the bitter bitchiness and there you have me.
Maybe I should start from the beginning just in case I have lost anyone. Well here's my story…
When I was seven years old my father who was a policeman in a small town called Forks was killed by something in the forest. Unfortunately they never found his killer. The other sad thing is I wasn't really upset when it happened and I don't really know why. I'm pretty sure it was because I was too young at the time to understand what was happening. My mum didn't really show much emotional wise either but I guess that was because they were divorced when my mum was pregnant with me.
So that's my dad gone. Now I remember like it was only a few months ago and to be honest it was only a few months ago, anyway, me and my mum were walking home from a day at the beach and we had to walk through this creepy alleyway. That alley was one of the few things that ever creeped me out. Especially now. It was all so quick.
Something came, killed my mum, knocked me out and in pain, then left. I still don't know who it was or what it was. All I do know is that it left me to fend for my self. It left me alone.
So anyway that was the past and I'm holding up pretty well. Of course I'm seventeen now. Things can only get better from here right? WRONG. It still goes downhill at full throttle.
So I'm lying on my bed after hours of unpacking. I had to get away from California and the bad memories, but I also moved because it got a little too sunny for me. So, I moved to a sleepy, rainy little town named Forks. Ring a bell, yes, that is where my father lived. Something just drew me to it and I amyet to find out. I'm wondering right now what school will be like the next day. I wonder what trouble I can get up to at this school….
To be continued