Chapter 1
I do not own any of this, just a story about twilight.
Hope you like it!
I hated moving. The worst part was that I never made any friends. I'm too different from the rest of the world. Its wasn't my pale skin, I can tan. I just haven't gotten all sun in a real long time. And how could I? My parents are moving us to the most sunless place in all planet Earth. Forks, Washington. But it wasn't that either. When people got to know me the hate me some way, or another. They hate my music, the stuff I read, the way I dress. The one an only place I ever fit in was back in New York. New York, the best place ever, at least for me. I had such good friends, and I was in a band. We were pretty good, until our lead guitar, and song writer left( me!). Then we kept moving around and it was bad until we went to Texas, where I finally started to make friends. And I even found some people to put a band together, but then we moved again. And here we are on a plane to my misery.
Oh I'm so sorry I never told you who I was did? Well, I'm Trixie (Maria) Ambrose. I rectly turned 17. I'm 5'4, pretty short seeing as both my parents are way past6 feet tall each. I've been playing the guitar since I was about 12. My music taste is more metal-alternative-rock-screamo. I love reading. I don't always dress emo, just most of the time. And as you can tell, I hate coming here. Another is its the middle of July. So I wont see people until September, but that's kinda good, too.
The plane lands, and now there's no turning back. They drive in silence. I cant remember the last time that my parents, had a civil talk. This place doesn't look too bad. It green everywhere, I kinda like that. It was a long ride to the house, more like mansion. There was this long drive way to the house. And so much land around it. The house looked old, but still a beautiful place to live in. It was way to big for just three people. I wonder who was going to do the cleaning. And also there were woods around the place, kinda creepy, in a very cool way, at least for me. In the drive way, there was a backing truck, and some guys a few years older than me were taking things out.
" Boys, please be careful with those, they're worth more than you think." My mother said, in this voice, ugh! I hate it half the time my mother cheats on my father, and doesn't even care, i just hate it. And worst is the guys are like my age, its too gross. My mother should be in jail, i wonder why she isn't? To avoid all of this I start to go inside, I know where my room is. We've had this house before, but we never really lived in it, until I guess now. Going upstairs, I ran into some guy. I start to say sorry, but he's ready gone. Guys are even worst, I mean I can handle them, unless they decide to left. The stairs, god why so many stairs? My room is huge. So huge you could fit about 250 people in here. The walls are dark purple. The bed is giant, with hot pink sheets on it. What I like pink! There was a walk-in closet and I had my own bathroom. I went into the bathroom, and stopped to look, at my reflection. OK, so my skin wasn't pale, compared to the people I saw while going through town. There my blue-green eyes stared back at me. My long black hair, so long it reached my waist, my bangs covering my eyes (just the way I like them). I looked different, well not really, but I felt different. This was going to be a long 2 weeks.
* the next day*
I got up around nine in the morning. I put some black shorts on, dark purple tank top, some long, black fingerless glove, and a pair of flats. I wen to the mirror and put some make-up on. I went heavy on the eyeliner, and some purple mascara on. I started to go downstairs when I saw a note, from my mother, blah blah blah, something about doing something, and having to work late. When I got outside I was happy, my car! ( look on my profile if you want to see it) Okay, so it was kinda flashy, but who cares? i got in and started to drive into town. What is there to do in a town like this?
I stopped at what looked to be a sports store. I loved sports just never played at school, no point anyway, I always move away before the team would get to sections. I went in to find a three people in there. One girl,my age, and two guys, about my age also. The girl was average and so was one of the guys, but not the bronze haired one, he was kinda cute, as in the you like the half way dead look, which half the time I do. I looked around and decide to buy a tennis racket and some tennis balls. I went up to the girl, the guy working with was staring at me. Oh, god I hate when that happens and worst of all he was staring at me chest, prevent. The other guy looked like me gonna throw up. Do I smell bad or something, because I did take a shower last night, but oh well.
" I liked to buy this" I told the guy, while the girl working with him wen in the back. I really didnt wan tto talk to him, but its rude.
"So, are you new?" the guy asked.
"Yeah, is it that oblivious?" I asked.
"No I just never saw you here, before, I'm mike by the way."
"Oh, I'm Trixie"
" So trixie, are you going to our school?"
" Yeah, I'll be a senior"
" No way, us too."
" How nice," I said with a fake smile on my face. An then I asked "Us?"
" Oh, he means, me." said the girl he was working with. " I'm Bella, by the way, and that's Edward," she said pointing to the other guy.
" Oh, nice to meet you Bella, I'm Trixie."
" We... should hang out.. sometime..." said the one voice I hadn't heard, Edward. His voice was like... well i dont know how to describe it.
" I mean, you and bella," he said " That'd be nice," I said.
" Yes, I could show you around town." Bella said.
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