A/N: no fricken renesmee cuz she's a freak. eclipse time, but you'll hardly notice. Also when Sonar punches a vampire, or werewolf it does hurt them, why? Idk I thought it would be funny to see Emmett wince in pain (in my mind).
My birth and youth aren't important, what you need to know is I live in Manhattan New York, in an orphanage not far from the man who is supposed to be watching over me. By the way my names Sonar Alyssa Eddols and I'm now 16.
I woke up to the bed moving. "Ryan, what are you doing?" I mumbled into the pillow.
"Babe I gotta thing to get to I'll be back later" he said.
"Then I should get back" I said. I pulled on my clothes. I didn't let Ryan drive me back to the orphanage instead I took my skate board. In truth I didn't want to get caught sneaking back in. It was 8 in the morning and I had already locked my door. I climbed back into the window that I had left just a bit open. I closed it and put down my stuff tousling my hair and clothes a bit like I had been asleep I opened the door. Mrs. Mary stood there about ready to knock.
"Oh, well there's some people here get down stairs" she said. I went downstairs sticking my tongue at her, as I rode down the railing. I jumped off last second and stepped on the cool hard wood floors. I walked lazily into the kitchen and grabbed a box of cereal. After I walked into the play room where everyone was shown off. There was an old lady and a middle aged year old woman, standing looking at the 10 year olds. I stood with my mouth full of rice krispies and one hand in the box.
"Her" the old lady said. She was pointing at me. I turned around looking for this her she was pointing at.
"Sophie, she doesn't look like a girl you would want" the woman said.
"No, she looks spontaneous and filled with excitement, she can take care of herself, I could use someone more exciting than you in my life" she said.
"Burn" I shouted. At her it came out muffled and I spit cereal everywhere but the younger kids understood me and started to laugh. Mrs. Rachel smacked me up side the head. I rubbed my head but not before I shoved more cereal in my mouth.
"You sure?" Mrs. Mary asked.
"What's your name dear?" the old woman asked.
"Sonar Alyssa Eddols" I said.
"I like it, you can call me grandma from now on, go get your stuff" she said. I walked out of the room and back into the kitchen. I put down the cereal, I had been adopted once before, they gave me up within a week. But this old lady wanted spontaneous. I grabbed a bag off the door and shoved the possessions I had collected over time. I grabbed a scrap piece of paper, and scribbled down a note for Ryan telling him I was adopted. I walked down the steps.
"You ready?" she asked. The woman next to her was glaring at me.
"Yeah let me just go find" I looked around the room, "George" I shouted. The blond haired boy turned, "Give this to Stace tell her its for Ryan" I said.
Well 'grandma' didn't live in town, she didn't live in state, she didn't live on this side of the god damn country. She lived in a "shitty small reservation called La Push" as described by her. Sophie, her neighbor apparently hates my guts. While 'grandma' was in the bathroom at the airport she said that I was a lucky little kid, who better behave or else. I called her an old shrew who needed a nice fuck. The plane ride was freaky as hell, I have never been on a plane before and I do not like it. We stopped in Michigan, or something, maybe it was north Dakota, hell I barely remember yesterday. Though I was drunk for most part of it, could have something to do with it.
"Lay over's suck ass" I announced whilst waiting for the plane.
"Watch your mouth" Sophie said.
"Watch my hand I might just slap you" I said. We glared at each other.
"The youth these days" grandma said.
"Your not going to punish her?" Sophie asked.
"Course not, I like her attitude" she said.
"Ha, she likes my attitude" I said, sticking my tongue out.
And so our bickering continued until we landed in Seattle. Grandma insisted we buy me some new roomy things, I got a lamp a comforter an Ipod, some new clothes, a bathing suit, and 3 CD's. Grandma then decided I should have a pet so we went to the pet store and I got a kitten. Im not a dog person, but that is a completely different story I'll get to it eventually.
The ride to La Push was quiet until I started laughing at the name Forks. It was an eating utensil I thought it was funny. Sophie lives right next door with her son Paul, Paul, what a preppy name.
Well I went inside and grams showed me my room, I spread the purple comforter over the bed. The bed was old metal bed you know those right, the kind that squeak? There was a desk next to it and a side table. Across from it was a dresser and a mirror, and next to that was a tiny little closet. It was a small room but I didn't have to share is at least.
I heard talking in the front room and strained my ears to listen, there was a guy talking and my gran, then there was Sophie talking. "Sonny, come out here and meet my son" she called.
"You call me Sonny one more time and I swear" I trailed off seeing the large hunk of man in the front room. Hottest thing on the face of the earth swear to god. He was really tall even to my 5'10" height. He had short black hair and russet skin, with amazing dark brown eyes.
"Sonar, this is Paul, Paul this is Sonar" gran said.
A/N: I left it with a cliff hanger cuz I had no idea what to put after it. Lol. I really really need an editor please message me. There is another reason I don't use my original editor, and that's because she always wants to be in my stories, ALWAYS, and I have to do a plot rewrite, so I just need someone who will be happy correcting and reading my stories before everyone else. Message me or leave it in a review. I am perfectly fine with this plot I don't NEED any help, but if you WANT to send me an idea I would love to here your thoughts.