Cara was shuffling through boxes of drawings in her attic when she found the notebook.
"Hey Liz, whats this?" she called.
Her sister, Elyse (everyone just called her Liz) came up the steps.
"That's grandmom Elizabeth's drawing pad." Liz picked it up and started flipping through pages. Then, she stopped on a sketch of a teenage boy lounging on what looked like the most expensive car ever.
"This was always my favorite" Liz said. "Apparently grandmom met some kid in the park one day and just decided to draw him.
"I think he looks depressed" Cara said, rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, maybe he had girl issues…" Liz put the notebook back in the box and went to finish packing.
A month later, Cara was staring out of the window thinking about that drawing. She and her sister were on there way out of Seattle. Their mom had died, and since her sister was legal guardian age, they were moving away from the city.
Lucky for them, they found a little town about 2 hours away called Forks.
Did you like it? This is my first story so I'm a little nervous. anywho, press that green button (you know you want to)
~kkpara