Night Scène
Written by Night Scène-Writer
Chapter 1: The Farm
It was Thursday night when he arrived in Kansas City. He was looking out the window then pulled out his wireless Toshiba. "Skype," He thought. "I love Skype." It was his first day of school tomorrow, and he was going to be ready with his first introduction to everyone in class.
So why was he writing that? Well, his teacher said it was "groovy" when you just write one instead of thinking of one at the last minute. He was going to be prepared! Yes he was! Nothing to fear! Then that's when he noticed it- he just typed everything he was thinking without concentrating on it……weird.
"Okay….let's start over…" He mumbled and held the backspace button.
"Let's see…..name: Edward Willowshire." At least he got that down.
"I enjoy listening to Alternative music, although I don't have many CDs." Keep typing…..good. That's good.
"I have many emails…." Backspace. Too much info.
What else??
Hmmm….."I am a new student here at High Gears High school"
"What else? Oh whatever!"
He slammed down the laptop. For now, he was done. He dug out and Evanescence CD and fell asleep holding it.
-J-
"Honey….wake up! Time to get ready for school!!" His mother sounded like she was screaming at the time
"Mother!! Leave me ALONE!!"
"But Edward-"
"Mom!"
"Yes?"
"I need privacy so I can get dressed!"
"Oh. Okay, pumpkin." She pranced out of the room. At the time, she looked as happy as the munchkins in 'The Wizard of Oz' did when they thought Dorothy killed the wicked witch of the west.
He shuddered….was it cold in here or what?
As he reached the windowsill, he noticed something. His stuffed panda, Watson! He knew she wouldn't forget it. He would haveta hide it when his friends came over or he would be toast on the subject of being a so-called 'man'.
He went to the closet and slipped on a black t-shirt along with his black hooded sweater. Then he selected a nice pair of black jeans and a pair of 'Rocket dog' sneakers. After that, he popped in a Fall Out Boy CD.
-J-
Five…four…three…two….one! Lunchtime!
At lunch he went in line with his new friends Jason and Pierre. They talked to him about how difficult it was to be a Freshman and now they are treated like everyone else since they are Sophomores. He replied with "Yeas" and "Ohs" and "Hmms" Not a very difficult conversation.
Then a twinkle caught his eye.
At a table at the very back of the room, a girl about 5'4" sat down. Her hair was silky black and her skin abnormally pale. She had dark blue eyes and long black nails. That luscious hair of hers was long and tied backponytail. He did not know her name, but he was sure of one thing- she was unlike anyone (or anything) he'd seen before.
At that very moment, a red-haired beauty sitting next to her whispered something in her ear and with a sudden look out of her peripherals, she stared at him, Edward, and smiled. Edward was so shocked, he didn't realize he was staring strait back and holding up the line.
Pierre blinked. "Edward! You're holding up the line! Stop staring at the wall!"
Edward stumbled and caught up with Pierre holding only and apple.
"Pierre?"
"Hmm?"
"Who's that black haired girl?"
"Her name's Hollie"
"Who are her friends?"
"The red-head is Sofia and the brunette is Beth"
Edward didn't notice that sitting to Sofia's right was Beth. She was much smaller than the other girls. But all three of them were extremely pale and Sofia had freckles.
-J-
The next day, it was snowing and Edward was the first one there. He stood staring at the school. It was marvelous. It towered above all of the schools in the area. An hour later, a cold, pale finger tapped him on the shoulder. 'Oh no,' he thought. 'Not the principal'.
He turned slowly, and to his surprise, it wasn't the principal after all.
It was Hollie.
"Well, well. If it isn't the hooded man….but look! I see you have a lip ring" Her voice was musical, and very, very soft.
"Oh, hi." Edward stared at Hollie, his cold, brown eyes lingering at hers.
"So, what's your name? I guess you already know mine's Hollie."
"Why should I tell you?"
"I guess I have I right to know since you were staring at me like there's no tomorrow yesterday" Ouch! She hit a soft spot.
"Edward. Edward Willowshire"
"Nice name"
"Thanks"
"Want to go inside? You look frozen" She looked serious.
He looked toward the door. Then sighed. "Okay"
He was really caught by surprised when she took his hand and dragged him inside, and to the bench near the heater.
"Hey Edward?"
He looked up.
"Do you mind sitting with me at lunch? Beth and Sofia are going to be absent today and I really don't want to sit alone. You see, when I sit alone, boys try to pull a move-"
What? She didn't think he was a boy? Or was he part of her posse now and she knew he wouldn't pull a move? He had no idea.
"-and I hate it when they do that!"
"Sure. I'll sit by you" When he said it, he looked up and pulled a 'don't blame me if I tell everyone I'm your brother' face.
"Hollie?"
"Yea?"
"I'm having a party at my house next week, and I was wondering if you and your friends want to come?"
She looked up. "Are you kidding? Of course we'll come! Just tell me, can you keep up with us?"