A Twilight Fanfiction: Lost Within the Shadows

I have read the entire Twilight trilogy before, and I am reading it through again because school is almost out and I have nothing to do at home, because the teachers are being nice and haven't assigned much homework. So I hope you enjoy, and please review! I love hearing what people have to say about my work! Also, please note that this story has some OC in it. Thank you for reading! ~Lexy

Chapter One ~ First Day

I clutched my books in my arms, nervous I'd drop them. I'm new to Forks, and am very nervous that people here won't like me. I come from California, and so I don't look like I belong. My hair is long; nearly toward my waist now, and blonde. My eyes are an interesting blend of grey and emerald green. I have tan skin, and am a flexible girl; explaining my natural skill at cheerleading.

Moving to Forks was all my mother's idea. She's going through one of her 'stages.' Her stages are becoming more and more annoying. First, she forced us to go vegetarian for a month. Now, we're moving to Forks. What next, making us see a councilor several times a week to 'unleash our emotions?' Yes, it has been stated before.

Good news is that there's only me, my four month old sister, my mother, and my father. Me myself, well I'm a freshman. 15 years old, to be exact. Not to mention its one month into the school year. I haven't ever moved schools before, so this makes me nervous.

I suddenly worried about my hair. My hair was naturally straight, but I straightened it with my flat iron that my mother got for me as part of a persuasion gift when she told us we were moving. Of course, to little Melanie, moving meant nothing. She got gifts anyways, however.

I checked my schedule again. I had homeroom with Ms. Writhe first, in room 45A, in building 1.

Having classes in separate buildings was new to me as well. This high school was small, but even in California where the amount of people in the eighth grade class was immense. Already I could tell that this year would drag on.

I looked down at my outfit as I entered the classroom, my heart doing backflips and somersaults in my chest. I had selected a crisp, white button up that I had ironed the night before. I matched it with black suspenders with a black skirt that barely cut dress code. On my feet were my favorite white sandals.

I had a slip in my hand that I had to have all of my teachers sign because I was new and the year had already started. Ms. Writhe was also my English teacher, so I would stay in this classroom after homeroom passed. I'd only require one signature from her, in that case.

I walked up to her, and she smiled at me. "Welcome to Forks High School, dear. Nice to see you've found the class alright," she smiled. She was on the older side, so I knew that her class would probably be my all-time favorite.

"Hello," I said, smiling. I handed her the slip. "I think you're supposed to sign this. I'm in here for English, too."

"Indeed," she took the slip, signed her name, and handed it back to me. "You can take the seat in the second row, the one next to the black haired girl. That's Raven," Ms. Writhe said.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed, trying to be as cheerful as I could. It was difficult, however, because I noticed that it was foggy and raining outside.

I sat down next to the Raven girl, and smoothed my hair down. The girl looked very relaxed, and quite honestly I wasn't too worried about impressing her. Her hair was short in the back and long in the front, with blue streaks and tips in the front also. Her eyes were dark, and her skin ultimately pale. Dark circles were under her eyes. She scowled at me.

"Hi, I'm Danni," I said, smiling. Introducing myself to people is my weakness. I blushed.

Raven looked at me, glared, and scowled again. "You know my name," she said, in a 'leave me alone' tone.

The bell rang, and Ms. Writhe started homeroom off by taking attendance.

After a few names, she called out Raven's. "Raven Cullen?"

"Here," Raven abruptly said.

Immediately after, she said mine. "Danni Colliers?"

"Present!" I called out, beaming.

I heard Raven huff from next to me. I decided that tomorrow I'd make my voice as scarce as possible. Raven really did scare me.

After attendance, Ms. Writhe said the mandatory announcements. "As you all know, cheerleading tryouts are right around the corner. Packets are available in the office. There's room for two freshman, three sophomores, one junior, and four seniors this year. Anybody may tryout. Also, volleyball is NOT, and I repeat NOT to be used as a weapon sport during gym class, guys." Ms. Writhe cleared her voice. "I believe that is all."

Several students turned to their friends and chattered about cheerleading tryouts. This school hadn't come off as a school that centered on cheerleading, but hearing that lots of girls were excited boosted my self-esteem. There were only two freshman spots on the squad, but I was flexible and loud. I was also from California, where my middle school had centered on cheerleading pretty much all of its time being a Californian middle school.

I started to take in my surroundings. The English classroom reminded me as a sort of prison, almost. No chain-link fences or anything, but the walls were cinderblock except the bulletin boards, and were bare. On the bulletin boards themselves, many posters having to do with books and other English-type things covered them. They had grey borders.

Ms. Writhe's desk was filled with personal pictures of what I assumed were her kids, grandkids, and husband. Or they might just be random pictures from Google. I don't know. You never know who is like that.

Of course she could just be normal and I'm letting the rain get to me.

Guess we'll find out, then.