A/N: Hey guys! So, here is my next attempt at a chapter story. This one will probably get boring much less quickly, because Twilight never gets old. Also, I have n idea what to name this story, so after reading this chapter, people can send suggestions in with their reviews. I will pick the ones I like the most, and then put them in a poll on my profile. You can vote for them there. It will probably last for… three or so days, and then I will pick the title. Anyway, on with the show! Oh, wait – Twilight is owned by the wonderful Stephenie Meyer!
Three… fifteen… seven. My locker popped open. I started foraging around in it for my books for the afternoon. Biology, English, blah, blah, blah. I felt strong, warm arms wrap themselves around my waist. I breathed in my boyfriend's scent – an earthy, almost maple-y smell. I loved his cologne. I turned around in his arms and found myself transfixed by his sparkling green eyes. They were flecked with a gorgeous amber color. A lock of his bronze hair fell into his line of vision. He shook his head, and succeeded in getting it out of his eyes.
"My Bella," he whispered I my ear with a crooked grin on his face.
"Edward," I replied happily. He gave me a quick, chaste kiss on the lips, and then slammed my locker shut for me. We walked down the hallway to biology holding hands.
I picked at the spot on my comforter that had a small hot chocolate stain on it, and listened to the usual rain that fell in Forks, Washington tap on my window.
"I miss Edward," I sighed wistfully. My best friend Alice made an annoyed sound and shook her spiky black hair.
"You've been away from him for barely two hours," she stated matter-of-factly.
"But I love him," I pouted.
"Well, you're gonna have to get used to missing him," Alice said pointedly. "You're leaving for vacation tomorrow. Without Edward."
"I wish I wasn't," I complained. "What's so great about Alaska, anyways? I mean, great fishing, I know, but you'd think Charlie would pick to go in the summer, not in February." Alice shrugged.
"Well, you can't change it. So I'd grin and bear it if I were you. Who knows – maybe Charlie planned the whole thing to get you away from Edward! If he knows you're moping, he'll go ape-shit on you. Or, rather, Edward." I felt a laugh build up inside of me, and let it out without a second thought. Alice looked at me knowingly she always knew how to cheer me up.
"Anyway, I should get going. Cynthia probably needs help with her math homework. Again." She sounded annoyed. 'I'll see you after break. I'll miss you"
"Me too," I said, hugging her. She hugged me back, and then danced out of my room.
The next morning, I woke up early, even for going to the airport. The annoyed-ness about going away for a whole week was back, and this time Alice wasn't here to cheer me up. I sighed. I'd been doing a lot of sighing recently. I lay in bed for about half an hour, then got up and got dressed. Jeans – no, sweats, it'd be cold there. Then a long-sleeved t-shirt from American Eagle with a cool elevator-up-and-down-button kind of pattern on it. And on top of that, the pink sweatshirt from my friend Emma's Bat mitzvah many years previously. I grabbed my suitcase from next to my beloved rocking chair, then turned the light off and walked out of the room.
Charlie was already in the kitchen eating breakfast when I got downstairs. I quickly grabbed a bowl of cereal and sat down next to him. We ate in silence. Around ten minutes later, we walked out the door and climbed loaded our two suitcases into the trunk of my truck. The drive to the airport took about an hour (A/N: two hours?), and not many people were there. We whizzed through the baggage check and security, and waited for half an hour for the plane to be prepared. Finally, we started cruising down the runway. Three, two, one, lift off.
Okay, I had to admit, Alaska was pretty nice. The air was crisp, clean, and cold, which left me feeling perpetually refreshed. We had rented out a cute little log cabin just outside of Juneau, on the edge of a fairly small evergreen forest. Smoke curled lazily out of the stone chimney – Charlie was sitting in front of the fire, watching a basketball game after a long, tiring hour of ice fishing. Note the sarcasm. I sat on the porch, wrapped in layers of fleece sweaters with a ski coat on top. Not that I ever go skiing. With my level of coordination, it's way too life threatening, for me and the people who happen to be unlucky enough to be nearby.
I watched my breath condense into a little cloud of ice crystals. Eventually I had enough, and decided to go for a little hike in the woods. As I pushed my way through sharp, needle-y branches, I thought of Edward. His perfectly crooked smile, his sparkling green eyes, is soft scruffy hair… I was brought out of my musings when I walked into something rock hard and heard a crack – my nose breaking. I felt the blood start flowing, and even though I couldn't smell it, thanks to the state my nose was in, I starting to get a bit woozy. For as long as I could remember, I had a strong aversion to blood. I looked up, my finger gingerly resting against the tip of my nose. When I did, I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Nope. How the hell had I broken my nose walking into a human? But no sooner had I thought the words, I realized that the someone – something? – I had walked into was, in fact, not human.
It was a tall, almost platinum blonde woman, who was, to put it simply, abnormally beautiful. And when I say this, I mean absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes were the strangest color – a topaz color that almost reminded me of the flecks of amber in Edward's eyes. Her head was cocked to the side, eyeing me curiously. But as I looked at her, and she looked at me, her eyes began to darken, until they reached the blackest onyx you can imagine. And curiosity the marked her features was no longer pure – there was a wild, almost feral look in her eye. My breath caught in my throat, and I stepped back a bit. Then she opened her mouth and snarled viciously at me. I did the only thing I could think of to do – I screamed. And as I screamed, I ran. Ran as fast as I ever had without tripping over my own two feet. The trees blurred by me, and only the occasional crack of a branch told me that the blonde woman was following me. And the scary thing was, it didn't seem like she was running like me – it seemed like she was walking, and yet she was hot on my heels. Finally, when I thought I was done for, whatever that meant with this person, I burst out of the trees and onto the hard packed snow/ice outside of our cabin. I sprinted across it and up the steps. I flung open the door, and slammed and locked it shut behind me, breathing heavily. But when I saw Charlie, my heart sunk.
He was fast asleep in the lazy chair, snoring loudly. When Charlie was asleep, you could do nothing to wake him up. I ran and pulled him by his arms from the chair. His legs hit the floor with a dull thunk. At that moment the door was torn off its hinges, and the crazed blonde stood in the doorway menacingly. Terrified, I tried to drag Charlie up the stairs and to my room, but only got as far as the bottom step. The woman lunged for me with her mouth open and her sharper-than-normal teeth flashing. I scrambled out of the way, and instead she fell onto Charlie, biting him. Wait – biting him? He started bleeding profusely from his jugular vein, where the teeth had punctured is skin. A split second later, he was awake and screaming in pain, like he was being burned alive. In that moment I understood – the vicious blonde was, as crazy as it sounded, a vampire.
"DADDY!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. I didn't know whether he was dying or changing. Spasms of fear shook my body. But the second I took to shout out ended up costing me. The vampire leered at me with a creepy grin on her plastered on her face and bit into my flesh. A flare of pain, like I was being burned, started where she bit me, and rapidly spread throughout my body. I shrieked and screamed in pain as she bit me at the wrists. My vision went blurry and my ears felt like cotton was stuffed in them. Fire burned through my veins, unstoppable, unquenchable. The last thing I saw before I blacked out from the pain was the vampire looking sane and absolutely horrified at what she had done.
A/N: Well. How's that for a first chapter!? As always read and review. Also, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. And don't forget about my little contest. Send in some possible titles!