Sorry guys you were probably hoping for another story for the Agent Series, but with school and all I've been more into papers of that nature over FanFics. But I have two weeks off coming up soon and I'll make a dent in one of the many idea's for the third story that's floating around in my head, but until then, enjoy getting to know Misty Ravens and a whole new set of friends and figure out how she relates to the Twiverse.
"Happy Birthday, Misty," my best friend Arianne scrambled into the room and screeched.
"Thanks," I said. I hated this day, it was the day that I had chosen to set aside to celebrate another year of my life, or my new life, the one that I had come into because I didn't remember anything about my life before John and Mara found me wondering in the woods, and they had given me the name Misty Ravens. I had no clue who I was before October 21, 2005. I only knew Misty Ravens, I had brown hair and brown eyes, and I was plain.
I had been found wondering the woods near Las Vegas, Nevada, and John and Mara Ravens had picked me up on the side of the high way and took me to the hospital where it had been determined that I had amnesia and that I was around the age of seventeen or eighteen. I wasn't sure, so they had decided that I was old enough to become a legal adult. Mara and John had become like parents, took me in, feed and clothed me until I could fend for myself, and when I had chose to move away, they uprooted their daughter, my sister, and moved across the country to be near me. Since I had no idea if I had graduated high school, I went for my GED, and gotten into college that route.
I was currently sitting in my dorm room at Dartmouth University, studying for mid-terms that where happening this week. Arianne was my roommate and best friend, she and I where practically attached at the hip, except when we had classes. I had first meet Arianne a two years ago when I started college, and we had clicked. We had rushed a sorority together, and both got in, and where actives, but I refused to live in the house, I found that living with that many people put me in a weird predicament, they would want to know about my past, and why I didn't talk about it, living outside the house I could control what information I shared and what I didn't want told yet.
My sisters didn't know about my amnesia, Arianne knew, but keep her word when I asked her not to tell. I didn't want to talk about it.
"OMG, OMG, OMG," Arianne yelled, I hated when she used text language, it was annoying.
"What," I asked, not really caring, she was always hyper, something I felt like I was use to, but couldn't place it.
"Edward Cullen," I blanked for a moment, and in my mind heard somebody say I love you, but again I couldn't place it, but the name Edward Cullen rang a bell. I grabbed my head and started crying. I couldn't remember.
"Write it down, what ever you thought you remembered," Arianne scrambled to grab my notebook, the one that I put things that felt familiar or something that rang a bell in my head. My doctor had suggested it, maybe it would even jog my memory some, but so far nothing had happened.
If I heard certain names, words would float out of my mouth with out thinking, I had once heard Renee, and I had said I will be home soon. Arianne thought that my biological mothers name was Renee, but with out a last name, I couldn't search for anything.
I scribbled down the name Edward Cullen, and I love you next to the name, he was famous though, so I might have just had a crush on him during my life.
"Anyways, what about Edward Cullen? Tell me everything you can," I said, I wanted to know why that name rang a bell.
"He's an fresh faced actor, minor roles in the last two years, but he's stared in a break through performance, he's a big time actor now. He's still to new for me to know much, why did something get triggered?"
"When you said his name, I heard I love you, repeated in my head."
Arianne just stared at me, I pushed forward with what I was going to ask earlier before I had this memory lapse.
"So, why did you say Edward Cullen in the first place?"
"Oh, he's shooting his new movie here, and they want the students to participate, it's about a broadcast student who gets a hard subject, and has to get her to open up and he ends up falling for her. The same old story line."
"Maybe he holds a clue to find the key to my past," I mused out loud. I smiled, I was glad she knew my secret.
"Misty," my little sister Anne said, "I love you, happy birthday."
Arianne and I where at my parents for Sunday lunch, and this Sunday, we celebrated my birthday. We where having one of those rare nice sunny day's, so my father was grilling steaks for us. I picked Anne up and walked out side.
"Dad, they smell amazing." Anne wiggled in my arm, and I let her down.
"Oh, honey, I'm glad, I'm trying a new glaze, and I hope it turns out well."
"Dad, what would you and mom do if I remembered who I was. I'm sure I have a family somewhere out there, they must be worried sick, but I can't remember, and I hope they aren't in to much pain."
"We will find your family, I promised when we first accepted you into this family, and I promise you this every time you bring this up. Go inside and help your mother get the table ready."
I walked back inside and helped my mother get things ready. I ended up setting another plate.
"Misty, why the extra plate, you have another friend coming over?"
"No, I don't know why I set the extra place. I just felt like I should."
"Your memory, maybe? Something to do with your birthday dinner?"
"He would always come, along with Alice and their family," my mouth shot off before I could think about what I was getting ready to say. "He was the man I loved with my whole heart."
"Oh," was all my mother could mutter. "Who is Alice?"
"My best girl friend, from Spoons, no, Folks, Washington, I think. Why did I think Spoons, it's Folks, Washington."
"Sweetie, write it down. Then research this Folks, Washington, it might hold a key to your past."
I nodded and my father carried in the food, moments later we set with our plates full.
I set up late that night and looked for a Folks, Washington. There was no town called Folks, the closest was Forks. That didn't ring any bells though. Could that town be the town I was looking for though?
"Ari, there is a town called Forks, but none called Folks. I think I want to fly out there and see if I can find something. Fall break is coming soon, we could go then."
"Yea, maybe that would be a nice time, I think it's time to tell the sisters though, they still think we are going to Aspen with them."
I nodded, we had a meeting tomorrow, I emailed the president, and heard from her a few minutes later. I was all set to speak at the meeting.