My life wasn't always easy in fact i've been told by several people that it was a miracle that I even lived. See when I was born I weighed all of 2 pounds 5 ounces. I was left on the doorstep of Allison and Joshua Uley in the dead of winter. I also still had a large part of my umbilical cord attached to me, more than what a professional doctor would have left. Which gave my adoptive parents the idea that my biological parents or at least my mother had been young, possibly homeless or a runaway and was too scared to go to a hospital. Allison and Joshua took me in and raised me alongside their one year old son Samuel. They cared for me as if I was biologically theirs.
It wasn't until the age of five that everything had changed. While me and Sam were raised not to see people for anything but what was in their hearts and their personalities, many of the tribes people and their children were not. Bullying became my life because there was one difference about me that the tribe's chief leader and the tribe's people could never look past.
I was a pale face, a white girl.
I looked a lot like the Uley's, I had the same dark brown almost black hair and dark brown eyes, high cheekbones and wider nose but my skin was fair in color, not Native American dark.
Yes some children had looked past my fair skin, two boys that were the same age as me named Embry and Jared soon became my best friends. We spent every minute we could together. Never wanting to be separated.
That summer of my fifth year the bullying hit a crescendo which landed me in the hospital with a broken wrist and a sprained ankle. This time was the last time for my parents who decided that I was to leave my mother, brother, friends and comrades in crime, and of course my beloved home in La Push. Allison and Joshua had come to the conclusion that Josh and I would move to Oil City where his sister Ellen lived.
It was better in Oil City after that since there were others like me. I came to make friends with a girl named Urial who was also fair skinned and had red hair and blue eyes. Uriel and I were best friends from the age of six to the age of twelve. Her and her mother moved after her dad had passed away from a horrific job accident.
It wasn't long after my thirteenth birthday that I had overheard a phone conversation between Josh and Allison. Or at least that is who I thought it was. He had been yelling something about not ready. I didn't know what it had been about but about a week later he became a horrid drunk that was really standoffish towards me and Ellen. A month later I came home to find Ellen with a letter in her hands and a sad expression. Joshua left with only a note that said he had not been ready to be a father of three before the age of thirty-six. No explanation with it, which left me utterly confused as to what he had meant. As far as I had known Sam and I had been his only children.
It wouldn't be until years later that I would get my answers. But that's for later on in my story.
One constant that helped me move on in high school and in life when ever I was feeling lonely or down was my new best friend Melanie Ortiz. She's a natural blond who is half Hispanic. I met her in high school and we have been inseparable ever since. She is the most positive and lite heart person, she's funny and flirts with everyone even though she and I are both virgins. She and I even went off to the same college in Olympia. But after only one semester we realized that the college life was not our particular cup of tea, plus it was just too damn expensive. So now after one hard and unimpressed term of college and over three thousand dollars in debt me and my best fried were heading back to my home town of La Push.
Notes: Shenandoah means beautiful daughter under the stars, which I thought just fit this OC. I will update every two to three weeks. Let me know your thoughts.
