APOV Chapter One: Welcome To Forks
I shivered, and yanked the warped metal zipper up on my heavy coat. The wind howled at me as I walked to my car, slapping chocolate brown tendrils in my face. My car was an ugly Mustang, with dull brown interior and a cracked dash. It was all I could afford with my low salary I received at the truck stop in town. It was a cringe worthy car but it got me where I wanted to go while being blasted with heat and jamming out to Scrillex. I jumped inside, fishing in my pocket for my keys. They weren't there. They weren't in the counsel or any of the cup holders. Groaning, I trudged back through the cold and pushed inside. The house had mostly glass walls, and blonde wood floors. Esme liked things bright. "Bella!" I called for my half sister.
Yup. Isabelle Swan is my half sister. I was born shortly after my niece, Renesmee. Renee was our mother. I say was because she and my dad Phil died in a car accident that left me with scars on my face and body. I am 16 years old now and have been living with the Cullen's for 5 years. I know about vampires, and I have heard about werewolves. I haven't met any because they and Renesmee have been touring Canada for the past 7 years.
Bella was beside me in an instant. "What Aubry?" Her porcelain face had slight worry lines, and her full red lips were pursed. Her hair was in a loose ponytail, and a soft brown cashmere sweater with holy jeans graced her perfectly curved body. I smiled at her casual appearance, even though she was still far more beautiful than me. "I, uh, lost my car keys." A sheepish grin spread across my face. "Found them." Edward's voice floated from the laundry room. My brother in law was at my side within seconds. "Here you go. He then pulled Bella and I into a hug. "My girls." He sighed. "Ready for school?"
Later, at school
I looked at the ugly little buildings. 'Wow.." I sighed. Bella rested her head on Edwards' shoulder, and sighed. "Oh, the memories." I made a gagging noise as I realized Emmett, Rose, Alice, and Jasper were looking at it in the same way. "Old people are gross…." I muttered and walked away with a wave. "History…. With Mr. Mike Newton. And Bella. And Edward." I found my way to Building 3, which coincidentally the class after History was in. I looked at the omnipresent cloud cover when I shut the black steel door behind me. The florescent lighting glared off the white linoleum and blue lockers. Posters for clubs and anti drug enforcement decorated the walls. After seeing Grace, Martha, and several other of my good friends, I found Mr. Newton's classroom. I hung up my jacket on the hooks provided and made a beeline for the desk next to Tristan's. Tristan had jet black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. He was mine, and mine forever. "Hello my love." He smiled, dazzling me. He absentmindedly brushed a lock of hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear. I leaned towards him for a kiss, and right when he was about to give me a sweet peck, Edward was in the room. "Hey sis." He smirked and sat right behind Tristan, unnerving him. Bella walked in and sat in front of Tristan. I groaned and sank in my seat. "I hate you." I thought to Edward, putting malicious feelings in there for good measure. I could hear him chuckling until the teacher walked in. Bella, Edward, and Mr. Newton froze; they stared at each other for the longest time. "Hello class." Mr. Newton cleared his throat and made his way to his desk, outwardly nervous. Joy of all joys. Today was going to be incredible.