I woke up at 7 A.M. The sun was already shining and the birds were chirping. I never understood how they got up and sang this early in the morning. I got up and threw on a purple shirt and black skinny jeans. As I headed down the hall for the bathroom I noticed that my sister was still sleeping
I went into her room and yelled, "Ashley, it's time to get up!"
She groaned and put the pillow over her head. She wasn't really a morning person and so sometimes, I had to throw a pillow at her head.
My name is Elizabeth Hill. People call me Lizzie. I am 16 years old. My sister, Mom, Dad, and I live in La Push, Washington. I go to high school on the reservation. I love to play soccer. I'm on a travel team and play midfield. (I don't even know if they have a soccer team there but I just made it up).
Ashley loves it here. She has a lot of friends, too. We're twins and I love spending time with her but, we're both just so different. I have thin dirty blond hair—from my mom—and my sister has thick dark brown hair—from my dad. She has green eyes and I have blue eyes. It's not just that we look different but we have different personalities, too.
She likes cheerleading but I like soccer. I know how to do a lot of flippy stuff because of her. (Personally, I think I would make a great ninja). I hate shopping but she loves it. It's just so frustrating. She hates the fact that I don't want to be dragged around the mall trying stuff on. I can pick out my own clothes for crying out loud!
"Ashley! GET UP!" I yelled.
"Ugh! Fine!'' She shouted back.
"We're going to be late you know,"
"Like I care!"
She could be so stubborn sometimes. It's been getting on my nerves lately. I walked down the stairs slowly. Looking back every once in a while to make sure she was up and getting dressed. When I reached the end of what seemed to be the endless stairs, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a granola bar. She'd better hurry up if she wanted to have any breakfast. At that moment she came downstairs dressed and ready to go.
I threw a granola bar at her and headed for the door. "Aren't you gonna give me a ride?" she asked. Even though she has a permit too, she prefers to ride with me.
"If you eat in the car, then sure," I said acidly."I'm just tired of you making me late," I complained.
"Sorry," she mumbled.
"Whatever," I muttered. It is so annoying how she thinks I'll forgive her just like that. Well not today.
"You know what?"I asked frostily, my voice full of anger, "Take your own car and drive yourself. Or you can walk for all I care!"
With that I was out the door. I drove to school in the rain and when I got there, I realized that there was only 2 minutes left until the bell rings. I nearly ran to my locker, put my bag and coat in there, grabbed my books, ran to my first period class—art. Luckily, as I looked towards the teacher's desk, I found that she wasn't there yet, for the bell rang thirty seconds before I entered the classroom.
I was surprised to see Seth sitting in his seat next to mine. I had grown used to him not being in school for the past week. He disappeared just like the others. I thought he wouldn't because he was just different. I thought he wouldn't get involved in a gang like that. He was my best friend. Now, as I looked at his now bigger form laughing with Riley, it was like he never left.
"Seth!" I yelled, running up to him and tackling him in a hug. He laughed, hugged me back, and then pried me off of him.
"Hey Lizzie, what's—" He looked into my eyes and just stared. I looked into his warm brown eyes and instantly, my heart melted. I heard a throat being cleared and I looked up to find everyone staring at us. I blushed and pulled out my pencil case, unzipped it, and grabbed a pencil before putting the rest of my pencils and pens away.
I avoided Seth's eyes the rest of the class but I could feel them on me. This is crazy! I can't actually like my best friend! I mean we only spent a week apart even though we had practically spent our whole lives together before then. That doesn't mean-ugh! This is so confusing. The bell finally rang and I gave Seth a quick goodbye wave before hurrying off to gym. I was excited to get to gym because we were playing soccer.
After gym, I had lunch so I met up with Seth at my locker. "Hey," I greeted him with a smile. He smiled back a beautiful smile.
"Hi. Listen, I'm really sorry about leaving."
"I thought you weren't going to join the 'gang'!" I said, anger now bubbling up inside me.
He walked in the direction of the cafeteria and I followed him. He shook his head. "No drugs. No alcohol. Nothing. Promise." I nodded, trusting him and walked to the lunch line. Seth got his gigantic lunch and walked over to our table where Seth, Riley, Danielle, Ashley, and I sit. Danielle is Riley's girlfriend. She has long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and pale skin. She's beautiful.
"Hey guys!" Ashley shouted enthusiastically, apparently forgetting our fight that happened this morning.
"Hey Ash," Seth said smiling at her. I felt a pang of jealousy because he was smiling at her and not me. He sensed my gaze and turned to me and we just stared and each other for god only knows how long. I loved looking into his eyes. I knew that people were watching us so I looked away reluctantly.
Seth's POV (Earlier that day)
I walked into the familiar school—for the first time in a week—and went straight to my locker, then art. I was excited to see Lizzie today but also knew that she might be upset I joined the 'gang' as we once called it. As I walked into the classroom and sat in my seat, I realized that people were staring at me and my new appearance. My dark hair is now cropped and I look like I've been working out for three weeks straight. I want to tell my best friend, Lizzie, about vampires, imprinting, shape-shifters, and everything that I've learned is true! But I can't.
She walked into the classroom looking slightly panicked. I grinned at the sight of her. She looked to the teacher's desk and breathed a sigh of relief. I turned quickly to talk to Riley so she wouldn't see me staring.
"Seth!" I heard her squeal/yell. She ran to my seat and practically tackled me to the ground. I chuckled and hugged her back before taking her arms from around my waist and putting them at her sides, then sat her in her seat. "Hey Lizzie, what's—" I looked into her joy filled eyes and suddenly, I was hers. I was tied to her in more ways I would have thought possible. She was my world.
I don't know how long we had been staring at each other but we were interrupted by a throat clearing. We reluctantly looked away and started working. Art ended quickly and then I was off to science while Lizzie went to gym. I felt so lost without her. Jared was in my science class because he got held back when he phased—he missed so many days of school. He sat down next to me. "Hey," he said, throwing his books on the table. When I didn't respond because I was grinning (because I imprinted on the best girl in the universe)/frowning (because we were apart) he looked over at me. "Whoa, whoa, and whoa. Who is she?" He asked suddenly.
"My best friend."
"When?"
"About 40 minutes ago."
"Wow."
"Yeah." Science passed slowly and when the bell rang, I got up and headed straight for Lizzie's locker.
"Hey," She greeted me, smiling. Man I love that smile! I grinned back at her.
"Hi. Listen, I'm really sorry about leaving."
"I thought you weren't going to join the 'gang'!" She said, angrily.
I walked in the direction of the cafeteria and she followed me. I shook my head. "No drugs. No alcohol. Nothing. Promise."
She nodded and we walked into the cafeteria, got lunch, and sat at our table. "Hey guys!" Ashley yelled.
"Hey Ash," I looked at her but then quickly found myself gazing at Liz again.
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