Hello. I'm Snow. This is my first story. I appreciate critique, but don't go over board and flame please.
Anyways please review and tell me what you think. I shall get the next chapter up when I see how people like it ^_^
Prologue
Bpov
I sat in my rusted hunk of an ancient truck looking at the school. It was really just a pathetic collection of buildings that served as a school. There were no metal detectors or officers that I was used to in Phoenix, but then again, it is Forks.
Yes I was here in this little spot of a town. Not even marked on a map really unless you get one for the county around it. But yes. I moved here to this dreary town in Washington for my mom.
I was absolutely dreading getting out of the safety and confines of my truck. Of getting out of the toasty cab of this ancient truck I loved. Of being brave and trying to fit in and fail. As always.
What I didn't know is that I needn't be afraid. I wouldn't b alive in the next few hours. Only a couple of hours to survive the lion pen called high school.
I didn't know that my last meal would be cafeteria food. That my mom would be broken hearted, thinking it was her fault. Thinking it was her fault that my imminent death even happened. That Charlie would have to bury his little girl. He would bury his little girl who he had never really known. That no one had ever really known.
No. I didn't know those things, nor would I until Biology. Until I was standing across the room, my classmates dead around me, from fierce, deadly, black eyes. Not until I was across from a threatening stance and a magnificent face. Then I would really be scared. And yet, at the same time, fearless.
That magnificent face belonged to both and angel and a demon, a monster; now it belonged to the demon. The demon with his fierce, angry eyes and the determination in his body. This would be the last thing I saw, and yet even with my terror and his determined wrath, all I could think of wad his beauty. Wonder about what he was thinking, feeling. Wonder about him in general.
Him. The man behind the monster. Edward Cullen.
Even though my thoughts were supposed to be turned down memory lane and about my family, I could not bring myself to think about anything but him. His stunning, burning beauty. This angelic demon and demonic angel.
Thank you for reading!
-Snow