im using my friend's account. be nice, it's my first fic!
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I stepped out of the bullet proof volvo.
i stood there getting my long bronze colored shoulder lenght hair wet. i wasnt used to forks, but then again thanks to my past i couldnt get used to anything.
i had been a foster child.
over years, passed down from family to family, abused, neglected, and hurt.
but i knew that destiny called me here.
so the social worker dropped me, a 17 year old girl named Yuki Mason here.
Sure i wasnt your typical teen; i was half asian, half white. i had long bronze hair, and golden eyes, but asian like. my lashes were too long to be normal, girls thought i wore glamour lashes wherever i went. i was as pale as a moon in a midsummer's night.
If you think i was normal, you're prolly nuts.
And that's not even counting the fact that i can talk to ghosts.
Anyway the social worker said "heres your new family, the cullens."
I excitedly marched up the door to the beat of my favorite j-pop utada hikaru.
i rang the doorbell twice, and met with a handsome bronze haired boy. we had the same eyes and an uncanny resemblance.
"H?i, I'm-"
i tried to say, but then he put his finger to my lips. he smiled a crooked smile, so playful and flirty i felt my heart stop momentarily.
"I know who you are, Yuki-sama. I've been waiting for this day to arrive."
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is it cool?
