DISCLAIMER: The following events and characters in this fan fiction story belong to Stephenie Meyer.
I walked out to my hiding spot. I loved it out there. There were trees everywhere, all varying shades of green. I built a swing out of old wood I found in the shed and some rope. I always came out here when I had to think. I kept thinking back to when everything went wrong. I wasn't always a sad sap. Oh no, not at all. I was quite a happy girl. Until I met... Him.
I was 17 and I had just moved to the lonely town of Forks. I wasn't a very social teen. I liked to keep to myself and my books. People did try to approach me, but I was too shy, so the other students started to avoid me after a while. That all blew up in my face just six months after I moved there.
I was sitting in my usual lunch spot located underneath a big oak tree near the school fence. I was lost in the amazing realities that books provided. I could sense that I was being watched, so on instinct, I took in my surroundings. It came to my attention that we had a new student, who had a bit of a staring problem. He was leaning against the side of the school building on the other side of the yard.
I am not going to lie. He was a looker. Dark grey hoodie with black skinny jeans and high tops to match. He had a beanie on, with strands of brown hair spilling out from underneath it. His eyes, oh his eyes, were a beautiful shade of green. Almost like emeralds, or the trees in my hiding spot. Not to mention that he had a few piercings. One ring on either side of his lower lip and a bar in his eye brow. I was curious to find out what year he was in. I secretly hoped he was in mine.
After another ten minutes of being stared at, I began to get annoyed. I packed my books away and made my way over to the new guy.
"Um, excuse me. I couldn't help but notice you have a bit of a problem." I enquired. The new boy was at first a bit shocked, then amused.
"Problem, eh? Please enlighten me as to what my problem is, miss...?" the kid had a full blown grin plastered from ear to ear. Irritating little...
"Masen, and you seem to have a bit of a staring problem there, mister...?" I snapped.
"Platt. Well, as far as I know, I don't have any sort of staring problem miss Masen. I was just admiring the view, that's all" he said with a shrug.
"Oh? I wasn't aware that Spools High had such a spectacular view."
"I wasn't talking about the school, you know." He retorted. Well, that certainly peaked my interest.
I gave him a questioning look, to which he started to laugh. "Well, let's just say that the view is extremely lovely close up." With that he winked and turned away. Oh, boy I was in trouble.
AN: Well there is the short start to little hideouts. Please Review. Reviews are better than chewing on Edward's lip rings ;)