Authors Notes: This is my very first fanfic. Ever. So don't be too harsh with me.
I don't own Twilight, New Moon or any of the characters. Candie/Candice is an original creation of my own though.
Summary of Chapter One: Girl is forced to move to forks. This girl is not Alice, despite how similar the characters sound.
So enjoy and review when you're done!
I woke up early on a Thursday morning. The day was sunny and everything seemed to be perfect. I rose out of bed quickly and looked around my lilac walls. My clothes for the day were hanging on a hook against the wall.
I picked up my dark blue pleated skirt and new light blue polo and slowly got dressed. Then I sat down at my vanity and applied a little dash of makeup -a little blush and mascara. I picked up my long jet-black hair and held it up in a peppy-looking high ponytail, and then I tied it up with a light blue ribbon. There. I was ready for school.
I always spent a lot of time on my appearance, because face it, the first thing people notice about you is your appearance. They don't know your personality, and they certainly don't know your scent. How ludicrous is that, being judged by the way you smell? If people think I look respectable, then they have it their minds that I'm respectable.
I went downstairs, and picked up my lunch. I gave a quick kiss to my little brother, and tried to get out the door before my mom saw me.
"Wait, Honey!" Dang.
"Yeah, Mom?" I replied.
"We're having a family meeting at 6, so be sure to be here. Okay?" my mom said.
"Okay Mom. I have to go now." I gave her a small peck on the cheek and rushed out the door, grabbing my keys along the way.
I jumped into my brand new Audi A6, and rode to school.
The school day passed by surprisingly fast; nothing really noticeable happened. I made it home after Yearbook at 5:50 on the dot.
I walked into the dining room and found Ryan and Mom sitting there. Mom looked really tense and Ryan was busy playing away on his Gameboy. I smiled and slipped into my usual seat next to Ryan.
A few seconds later Dad slipped into the room, whistling an unfamiliar tune. He sat down at the head of the table and cleared his throat.
"Are we all ready to begin this meeting?" he said loudly.
"Yes, dear. Ryan, please put away the games." Mom said wearily.
Dad stood up. "Kids, The boss is giving me a promotion." He smiled.
I felt a grin spread over my face. Promotions meant money and money meant shopping. I loved shopping.
"Ahh... I can see you like that news. But the thing is… the jobs in Seattle." Dad tried to keep a smile on his face.
"But we cannot have our family living in Seattle, so instead we are moving to a small town called Forks. It's a pleasant place where everyone knows everyone else. It instills good family values instead of the gloominess of dreary Seattle." Mom chimed in.
"And I'll just commute to work everyday. So, what do you guys think?" Dad beamed.
"I'm not leaving Milwaukee. And I'm certainly not moving to Forks, Washington!" I screeched. My parents just gaped at me.
"Candie, honey, its okay," Mom tried half-heartedly to comfort me.
"No, It's not okay," and I stormed off to my room, fuming mad.
When I got to my room, I put on my angriest music and just cried for a little. I absolutely was not going to leave Wisconsin. For anything.