Streetlight People

Part One: Just A Small Town Girl

Chapter One

Two more days.

Two.

More.

Days.

Isabella Swan blinked lazily and refocused her eyes on the old, office-style clock ticking above the doorway.

Tick. Two.

Tock. More.

Tick. Days.

The clock read one-fifteen. And thirty-eight seconds. Thirty-nine. Forty.

She couldn't wait to get out of that hellhole of a town.

As Mr. Banner lectured on and on and on and on (in her head he sounded like the adults in the old Peanuts cartoons, wah-wah-wah-wah-wah), Isabella replayed her plan in her head. She would leave on the morning of the twelfth at the same time she always for school. But, instead of Forks High, she'd drive right on past it for Seattle.

Then what, genius? her over-analytical brain asked. She pondered the question for a moment before a grin overtook her features.

Freedom.