Nessie's Story
This takes place 100 years after Breaking Dawn. Nessie is a troubled hipster/hippy wannabe with a teenager's mentality. She knows that she is destined to marry Jacob Black, but is that really what she wants, or will she find love in the arms of another?
Chapter 1
I'm running, but I can't seem to move fast enough. There are trees everywhere, and it's so dark. I can't see where I'm going. I can hear footfalls behind me. Someone is following me, and gaining. The knowledge of this frightens me, so I try to run faster. I can't, I can feel myself growing weak and weary.
"No!" I shout at myself. "no!" I can't stop fighting, or I will be caught, and then who knows what will happen.
The more I try to go faster the weaker and slower I get. It's starting to get harder to breath, and my limbs are starting to ache, but I press on.
It doesn't help, I can hear the ting following me, closer, closer, closer, until…
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
I am startled awake by a small alarm clock next to my bed, my breath is coming quick, and my heart feels like it's on the verge of beating out of my chest.
"God what a weird dream!" I think as I slowly creep out of bed.
Now I just need to get ready for school. Mom, Bella, and dad, Edward, had had me enrolled at la push, so Jake, my betrothed, could keep an eye on me with still being close to his pack. Ugh! They didn't like me much, especially Leah. I don't get it; I never did anything to them, except for maybe existing.
To be fare though, I didn't like them either, and the thought of having to marry someone that I grew up around like he was my big brother... no scratch that, my uncle, was both disturbing, and mortifying. Not like anyone ever asked how this arrangement made me feel.
Okay so back to school stuff. I get ready with a shower. I try to psych myself up for my first day at a new school, and I don't care who you are, the first day of school isn't easy for anyone. Period. The only thing that changes is the amount you care when it comes to first impressions which becomes less important over time.
So I decide to wear an old comfortable t-shirt, faded jeans, and tennis shoes. My day was going to suck anyway, so I may as well be comfortable.