I woke up to the dull sound of rain hitting my window. I pulled the covers over my shoulders and sighed, seeing the alarm clock flash at me and my bed moving underneath me to wake me up. That's the first thing you should know about me: I'm partially deaf. I have 35% hearing in my right ear when I was born, something about a birth defect. My birthparents dispapeared when I was born, though I was told they died from being attacked by a bear. I never knew for sure what really happened, but it all went out of my mind much later in life. Since I was deaf in one ear the chance of me getting adopted was very slim to none. But I was adopted by a younger man named Daniel Josten.
He was in his mid 20's, a single guy who wanted to have a child of his own. He wasn't a bad looking guy either, in fact according to some local women around town he was rather dashing to say the least. No one knew why he wasn't married, not did they ask him. BUt he never seemed bothered by it. He worked as a painted for a living. It wasn't a great paying job, but he loved to paint. He told he when I was older to work at something to love than to work at something you hate.
I grew up in Forks, Washington all my life. It's not a popular town to live in nor to visit, but non the less it was home for me. At first I was nervous to go to preschool and elementary school, just because I was partically deaf in one ear and I would sound a bit off compared to other children. I knew there was going to be stares, teasing and sneers at me, but it would still sting me hard in the chest. Luckly I had one friend to help me through and that was Rick Barris. He was my best friend thorugh all of elementry, jr high and high school, knowing about my disability and defending me whenever I was teased. He had a unique humor that was only found in a true friend.
So now I'm a senior at Forks High, hoping to get out of here as soon as humanly possible. It's not that I don't hate school, I'm only dreading school because of the students whom I see everyday. There were still a couple of boys who taunt me and call me name behind me back, thinking I wouldn't be able to hear. It made my stomach hurt tihnking about it, but I knew I had one more year then I was done and away from here.
I walked through the cluttered hallways of Forks High, holding my messenger bag close and rearanging the barrett on my head that would hide my thick strawberry blond hair. I could hear conversations going on in my left ear, but my right was somewhat noise and somewhat fuzz and silence all rolled into one. I had my hearing aid in but it was off, not wanting to bother with the conversations around me. I knew they were talking about me, saying things and making remarks.
When I had my head downf or one second I ran into someone in front of me and fell to the ground in a heap. It felt like I was slammed into a brick wall and launched back quite a bit. I felt my head hit the floor slightly and my hearing aid fuzz a bit in my ear. My eyes were closed and I squinted, feeling a shot of pain on my skull.
"Oh man, I am so sorry for running into you!" I heard a angelic voice ring in my ear. It sounded like bells, a deep tone of bells and I felt a smile tug at my lips. How could a voice like that make me smile? I opened my eyes slowly and saw a dark figure over me. He had short curly hair that was dark, a large muscle-like frame for his body and dimples. But what caught me off gaurd was his golden eyes, bright golden orbs were looking down to my bright green eyes. I held my breath and knew who it was
Emmett Cullen. I just ran into Emmett Cullen! Oh dear.....