I have the next few chapters already typed but I am only posting Chapter 1-2 to see if anyone likes it. If you want me to post the rest please PM me or leave a review saying so.

Chapter One

Taking a school field trip to Forks's Mora Campground for two weeks was my exile at the hand of my mother, Jennifer.

Spending 5 hours of my Friday on flying death traps wasn't the highlight of my day, but was nowhere near the worst memory of it.

The four hour flight from Orangeburg, South Carolina to Seattle, Washington was nerve racking as it being my first time on a plane and being afraid of heights, but the one hour flight to Port Angeles was even worse because the plane was smaller and more packed with tourists, visitors, and world travelers.

The hour-and-a-half long ride from the Port Angeles Airport to Mora Campground in Forks was quiet since every student was on their phones. We were told that once we got to Mora Campground we were gonna have to give up our electronics.

We were all just trying to suck up those last few minutes of electronic goodness before we had to give it up for those two dreadful weeks.

I took that time to call my boyfriend, Noah.

"Well, I'm happy to hear you weren't kidnapped." he snickered.

"Boe, shut up. I'm too aware of my surroundings to let that happen." I narrowed my eyes.

I heard him suck his teeth,"You weren't in your fanfic- I mean you were staring at a museum picture and got taken." he laughed.

"Ooh, I actually saw some men that fit the description of the kidnappers today!"

Silence. "...That's a little creepy."

"Well good thing I never got taken like the story, huh?"

"YES." he breathed.

"You know I wouldn't let that happen." I smiled.

"I know… I just worry..." he trails off.

"Stop it. I'm not gonna disappear. I promise." I reassured him.

I heard his lips part as if he was smiling,"I love you."

My ebony cheeks burned,"I love you too."

After that he started playing the song It Will Rain by Bruno Mars on his guitar.

Soon after he had to get off the phone because his mom had to use it, so we said our three minute long goodbyes and ended the call.

My best friend was smiling at me,"You and bigfoot do too much."

"Shut up, Tae." I laughed.

The first thing you'd prolly had said if you would've seen him was "Dang, he tall." or that he had some big feet.

He was 6'3" with a lean and lanky stature. Along with his milky ivory skin tone he had creamy light brown eyes you could easily get lost in, like staring into an endless milky way of indulgence. His soft, shiny brown hair usually falling over them, his soft, pink lips parting into a slightly embarrassed smile when he had to push his bang back. He felt the most embarrassing feature on him was his long, angular nose and slight red acne on his upper cheeks and forehead, which he loved to cover with his bang, but I loved them.

He didn't believe me sometimes when I said he was cute. But when I disagreed with him vice versa he got real defensive; saying no one is more beautiful than I am, rolling my eyes and blushing always my response.

He was very territorial and didn't like hearing about people talking about me, but he couldn't necessarily do anything at the school because he didn't go there.

He was homeschooled.

Lucky him.

I got bored of watching my peers watch videos and movies and decided to watch one myself.

I chose World War Z.

It was a sorta serious zombie apocalypse movie, though it had some dirty jokes in it, so it was pretty funny to my immature 12th grader mind.

I was dying laughing, mostly at inappropriate times that just looked all around funny. A scene my brain stuck to was when a man was changing into a zombie as the little girl's toy counted the seconds, twelve to be exact.

It reminded me of when Bella had got bit by James in Twilight. Now her almost complete transformation wasn't just twelve seconds- nowhere near- but the pain both of them go through is similar. I would think he was feeling like he was being burned.

I always envied Bella though. Not for having two attractive guys fight over her, but because she had the decision to stay a fragile, flesh filled human or become an impossibly beautiful, and indestructible immortal with enhanced strength, speed, sight, and hearing.

I have daydreamed constantly about how I would become a beautiful vampire alike Bella Swan did in Breaking Dawn, but I always became dissatisfied with the results of the overall story and gave up.

The bus stopped, snapping me out of my deep thought.

I then tried to focus on the scenery for a bit.

It was beautiful.

Everything was green― the trees, their trunks covered with moss, their branches hanging with a canopy of it, the ground covered with ferns.

It was too green.

The air hitting me when I got off the bus was proof. The air was so fresh and clean.

So suffocating.

Almost all of us were immediately coughing upon getting off the bus. We were all used to the slightly polluted southern air.

Two things we immediately had to get used to was the lack of electronics─ which was taken from us as soon as we got to the bus door─ and the cool weather.