Chapter 1: and here we go…
a/n: umm well this is actually the first serious story I have ever attempted to write. It's Leah's story from the twilight series. I hope you enjoy and please review. I love criticism. Good or bad. Ciao!
You know, I wasn't always so bitter. I was actually nice once before all the mess with the werewolves and the vampires started. You've only ever seen me at my worst. You've only ever seen me through Jacob's or Bella's eyes. I never had a chance to tell you my story. You know, I was once happy…
"Sammy! It's my birthday next week!" I exclaimed.
Sam pushed his long, black hair out of his eyes and smiled at me. "Of course I know, Leah. How could I forget with you constantly reminding me?" We strolled down the beach, hand in hand, and listened to the crashing of the waves, and the sound of the gulls cawing. As I held Sam's large hand, I realized how lucky I was. I thought of poor Emily who couldn't keep a boyfriend for more than three months.
"Are you coming to the bonfire tonight?" Sam asked, breaking the silence. I nodded and thought of the annual bonfire. There's usually a lot of good food, music and the elders tell the stories of our tribe. It's also a good way for me to show off Sam's recently gained muscles so I wouldn't miss it for the world. Sam has never missed it except that one year when he had chicken pox. I knew there was no way that Sam wouldn't come.
We made our way back to my mother's house because ours was too far away and we hadn't brought our cars. As soon as Sam and I had arrived, we sat on the couch and watched some TV to pass time. My little brother Seth walked in and made a face at us snuggling and went back to his room.
After a while, I noticed Sam's skin felt a little warm to the touch. "Hey, Sammy," I whispered," You feeling ok? I think you might have a fever." Sam looked at me with a strange expression and shook his head, "Leah, hon, I feel fine. I think you're just imaging things." I believed him and turned my attention back to the TV.
A couple minutes later, Seth came crashing out of his room. "You know, if you don't hurry up, Leah, you're going to be late to help set up and mom is going to be pissed." I looked at the clock and saw that he was right. I got up and dropped Sam off at our house. I figured he'd just be bored because there wasn't anything really to set up.
An hour or so later, everyone started arriving. I spotted old Billy Black and waved. I started looking for Sam.
As the bonfire moved on into the story telling and such, I got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Sam hadn't arrived yet and the bonfire was almost over. I knew that the elders noticed, because they kept glancing at me and muttering amongst themselves. I tried to ignore it and have as much fun as possible, but I felt lonely without Sam. As the night dragged on the bonfire drew to a close. I stayed behind to help clean up and still Sam hadn't showed up. The least he could do is call! For the first time since Sam asked me on a date two years ago, I felt stood up. I grabbed my bag and wearily trudged home.