I (heart) fanfic, and wanted to try my hand! hopefully its not a bad hand! :)
I DO NOT own the wonderful characters/world of twilight! only in my wildest dreams...well, i suppose they're a little wilder than that!
The air was thick with moisture, as my legs moved rapidly through the dark, mossy woods. The rugged terrain coupled with my acute clumsiness, made it nearly impossible to keep a steady pace, but I had to try. My long legs were propelled forward by the faint glow of light in the distance, but every step I took seemed to drive it further away. As twigs snapped beneath my feet and roots threatened to break my stride, I pushed harder; pumped my arms faster.
I cannot stop.
I listened for the sound of footsteps other than my own. Nothing. There was only the muffled sound of branches slapping against my skin as I streaked noisily through the woods, but I knew better. I wanted to look back; wanted to see what was behind me, but I couldn't stop.
I would not stop.
I didn't know why I ran. I only knew that if I stopped, it might mean the end of my life, if it could be called that. I was sure there was a difference between living and merely existing. If I was honest with myself, I knew that up until this moment, my life had not meant much.
How quickly things seem to change.
My legs became heavier with ever stride. My lungs were gasping for air, warning me, and I knew I couldn't keep this up much longer. I tried to focus my eyes as the soft, amber colored light ahead shifted into two warm beams. Something in my body was telling me I should turn around or run in another direction, but the hypnotic glow commanded me to press on. I obeyed, lurching my ever weakening limbs forward as shapes began to form around the glowing lights.
"Edward…" a beautiful, melodic voiced beckoned in the darkness. Instantly my body seized, my breath caught and I collapsed soundlessly to the squashy, green moss covered earth. My head was ringing with echo of the voice, yearning for it to come closer. I lay there, gasping for air while my lungs greedily sucked it in. My eyelids suddenly grew very heavy and as they began to close, I caught a fading glimpse of the swiftly approaching amber beams, now shining softly from the most beautiful, angelic face.
"Edward." The angel called, almost close enough to touch. Abruptly, the fear I had felt began to fade as I realized that only heaven could hold such a face.
"Edward!" A new voice called, this one more familiar than the other.
I sat up so quickly, my head was spinning. I gazed around, confused and wondering how I had ended up in my bedroom.
"Is your hearing ok? That's the third time I've called you! Your alarm has been ringing for the last ten minutes!" My roommate Anthony bellowed. My eyes drifted slowly to my sweat-soaked t-shirt. I peered up at his face and then to the bright red numbers on the beeping alarm clock.
"Ugh…I'm late! Again." I moaned, collapsing back onto the firm mattress.
"Right! Now get a move on." he griped, trying to sound stern. It didn't work. I threw back the covers and rose groggily from the bed. Grabbing my towel and heading towards the bathroom, I tried to recall the dream that seemed more real behind my closed eyes than in my current state. There was only one thing I remembered clearly, and that was the piercing eyes that shone brightly from an unfamiliar, yet beautiful face.
I gave up on resurrecting every detail and focused on showering and getting to school. I knew I would miss the exam for my first class, but at least I could try and show up. I barely glanced in the mirror as I hurriedly brushed my teeth. There wouldn't be anything new to see, just the same wild, bronze hair, emerald green eyes and deathly pale skin. I kept telling my self that puberty was going to kick in any day now, even if it was a few years late, I wouldn't mind.
I sped back to my room and threw on the first clean things I saw-a navy blue t-shirt and my favorite, worn out jeans-snatched my book-bag and jacket off the desk and raced out the door. I wanted to kick myself as I realized I had to run up the block to the lot where I'd left my truck. I decided to walk, as fast as I could, but still managed to trip several times along the way. My coordination had never been very good, especially when it involved a rapid pace. I threw my bag to the ground in a huff when I finally reached the parking lot.
"Not again!" I groaned. This made it official. I had the worst luck in the world, no, let's make that the universe. I had already slept through two alarms this morning. Well, maybe slept is the wrong word. I must have been in some sort of coma because I really don't know how I could have slept threw both of them. I was missing my first class, in which I had an exam and the time constraint had caused me to miss out on my morning bowl of Frosted Flakes. Now, here I was, standing in the empty parking space my truck should have been in.
"Dang, tow truck!" I hissed, kicking an empty soda can that lay in place of my truck. I couldn't have been parked there for more than five minutes over the allotted time. I would have sworn the towing guys were sitting in the parking lot watching with a timer, if I didn't know any better. I grudgingly pulled my cell phone from my bag pocket and began dialing.
"I'll be there in five minutes. Where are you this time?" Brian answered on the first ring. I had to laugh; apparently this type of thing happened more than I was willing to admit.
"I'm in the parking lot in front of the gym." I sighed.
"Well, I guess this means you missed your exam, again."
"Dude, just hurry up and get down here. Thank you!" I hung up. I didn't feel like hearing a lecture about how I needed to be more responsible. I kept telling Brian, he was too young to be so mature. We were seventeen, well, soon to be eighteen year old, college freshmen. In my opinion, the only things that should be on our minds were girls and parties, not that I was seeing much of either of them. All the girls I knew-platonic friends, of course-always told me that I was too shy. I preferred to refer to myself as the strong, silent type, but apparently some amount of actual strength was required for that. I had tried my best to bulk up, but the only things I gained from stuffing my face and nearly having a hernia in the gym were stomach aches and sore limbs. It appeared that I was destined to remain a lanky, 6'2'', 170lbs.
I stared at my shadow aimlessly as I dragged my feet towards the entrance of the expansive parking lot. I had hoped to catch Brian before he entered the maze of cars. I was almost at the front of the parking area when a sound that could only be described as shrieking pierced the stale, humid air. I later learned it was merely the screeching of custom Pirelli tires, failing in their desperate attempt to grip the asphalt and avoid ending a dull, 17 years of existence. I whipped my head up in time to glimpse a couple by the nearest sidewalk, jumping and pointing frantically at something behind me; their faces twisted in horror. Bewildered, I swiftly turned around to process what was happening. My brain strained to focus on the deep, red blur barreling towards me, but made no attempt to signal the rest of my body to move me from harms way. I had only enough time to think one thought; if I was going to become road kill, at least it was at the hands, or should I say fenders, of a pristine Alfa Romeo.
Ok so its not the "real" twilight world...I figure, u can't improve on perfection, so try and create your own!
Please review and tell me what you think! be honest...nice honest...not mean and surly and cruel! Thanx in advance!