Sorry that it has been so long since I have posted anything. I had caught the flu and it had gone downhill from there. I also got a job so I will be trying to find more time to write and post. Anywho I have had this thought bunny in my head for a few years. I'm always afraid to use characters from their actual story because I feel that I won't do them justice well... I have always loved Emmett from Twilight and I am going to try and do a story with my OC Hanna. A spunky yet fragile girl who just moved to Forks. This will be an AU and be a bit OOC just saying that now.
Chapter One
Hanna
"Mommy? Can I go outside to play?" I asked looking up at my mom who had been hanging new curtains around my room, she said that they would block out the sun but she never told me why.
"No Hanna I'm sorry honey but you remember what the doctor said. No more going out in the afternoon. Only in the morning and evening now go watch T.V while mommy and daddy talk." She said while patting down the curls on the top of my head looking defeated.
At that time I was a six-year-old with a rare sun allergy that caused my skin to quickly burn and blister when I can into direct contact with the sunlight. Now at seventeen, I was tired of being stuck in our house in Phoenix. It was the cause of my boredom, being stuck in my room all day. Though I was able to go to school with other "Normal" kids on good days to do that I had to wear a large amount of sunscreen, long sleeve shirts, long pants and my all time favorite (not) gloves to cover my hands. It was a pain in my ass to do that in the heat. Half the time I was called a Vampire by the other students, once this girl put fake blood in my lunch box just to make it seem real. It was not the best ending for her, the moment I tasted it on my carrot stick I went crazy on her. By the end of lunch, her nose was broken and she was missing a chunk of hair from her head. Long story short I was expelled from Lake Front Middle school after a year. Then my father stepped up and decided to have me homeschooled that is until Mom's job was having her move to a tiny little Podunk town outside of Seattle Washington.
"Why in the world would you accept Anita? You know that we can't afford to move!" My dad screamed at my mother, he really needed to learn volume control.
"Denis. It is better money. If we do this I get a raise and more Vacation time! I will do this even if I have to do this without you! Hanna already agreed to go with me! She is tired of being stuck in the house!" And their mother went bringing me into their argument, just like usual, I was her main weapon if I agreed well then she was in the right.
"Now you know that is not fair bringing her into this Anita! She is sick!" Then dad would pull his trump card... The sick card, to be fair I'm not sick, I just have a very aggressive allergy to the sun.
"Denis don't you dare say that! It is just an allergy get it right. Now I will do this with just me and Hanna if I have to. Forks is much better for her, my new coworkers tell me the sun rarely shines." There was mom's trump card the weather when she had told me about it I agreed without a second thought. It was going to be my freedom from this hell.
That shut dad up quick and finally they stopped yelling at each other, it wouldn't last long though. It never did, they would find something new to fight about they always did. Just last month it was about mom spending to much time with her client (Dad has insecurity issues) that was a grab a bucket of popcorn kind of fight. Oddly enough they did not fight all week when it came time for us to pack up all of our things and move. Mom had booked a late flight out so that it would be easier on me though I wish she hadn't. I was ready for her to stop babying me and let me grow on my own. The sad thing about moving was that all of my early live and preteen years fit into maybe four medium boxes that sat on my old bedroom floor. Sighing I helped my mom pack up the van while dad complained about moving for the fifth time that night.
"Are you ready for your new life Hanna? I know adjusting will be hard but I promise it will be better here." My mother said with a large smile as we drove to the airport, me and here would be going by plane while dad drove the van to the airport.
I just nodded and tried to fake a smile back at her before looking down at my phone. I decided to do some googling on our new home, it had nothing and I mean nothing going for it. They where so far behind on technology that most houses still had the large box that went out of style many a year ago. I scrunch up my nose as I circled through the pictures of the town, there was one diner, two Blockbusters (I would bet money that they still has VHS tapes), The high school was on the same street as the middle school meaning that I would either have to ride the bus home with people younger than me or walk home. I planned on choosing the latter, but all around it seemed like the smallest, most outdated little area in the entire United States. Though I won't complain to my mother about it, that would kill her hopes of happiness for me.
The plane ride was very short as well as boring, I finished a three of the books from a series when they called for us to land. My mother had to tap my shoulder to pull me from the story so we could deboard and go wait on dad. I snicked at the thought of dad driving faster than the speed limit on a good day. The man was the definition of a house husband I have told mom on numerous occasions that his picture was in the dictionary next to the definition. We sat in the cafe at the small airport together and drank coffee.
"When did you start drinking coffee, Hanna?" My mother asked when I took a sip of the overly sweet frozen cappuccino while trying to continue reading.
"About the time you gave up trying to quit smoking," I said while still looking down at the book a few stray curls falling on my face.
"That was when you were twelve Hanna." She said drinking from the mug.
"I know. I started to get my days and nights mixed up again so I started to drink coffee to keep me awake during the day though it didn't really work." I said still not looking up but flowing a bit since I had read the same line twice now.
"Hanna will you please put the book away and talk with your mother. We don't talk much anymore... So tell me how did it work out with that one boy you had told me about?" She asked with a warm smile.
"He called me a freak after I explained my allergy. Just like everybody else thinks I'm a vampire." I said with a sigh as I took another sip of the drink.
"Now you know that's not true Hanna Jenkins. You are not a freak no... Hanna, you are just special that's all." She said grabbing one of my hands and rubbed her thumb along the back of it with a small smile.
I just nodded and went back to trying to read my book as her phone rang. She turned away from me her own curly black hair bouncing a bit as smiled while answering. My mother was an accountant with clients all over the states mostly rich ones. They would for some reason fly out to meet with her at any office she was stationed in at the time. When she gave me life she only took off for nine weeks and even then she was still answering phone calls from them. I will say she is good at what she does and has a passion for it but not the same passion is put into her marriage and family life. Though I'm not complaining, she may not always act like a mom but she is the most understanding of my parents. They say children and parents don't pick favorites and if they do it's always the baby for the parents and the Dad for the kids, well I picked my mom as my favorite.
"Oh of course sir. I should be set up on Monday in my new office. Do you mind meeting me at my office then we can discuss this over dinner in Port Angles? Ah yes, sir. Good have a nice night sir. Yes, you too." She hung up and shot me a smile before she called dad to see how far out he was
Dad was further out than we thought and we ended up calling a taxi to drive us to our new house. My mother had pulled strings with somebody who was in charge of La Push reservation after she had shown him her heritage card. My grandmother was a half Navajo which gave me and my mother places in her tribe back home but up here I doubt that it would hold any weight, and from what my mother said it wouldn't because I had to go to school with kids of the reservation which I was okay with. At least there I wouldn't be called a light skin trying to fake it. I was pulled from my thoughts when mom told the man this was the place and pulled out a fifty and paid him.
"This is your new home, Hanna. I know it's not as big as our old place but I think you are going to love it here. We are only a few minutes away from a lake as well as out in the middle of nowhere. And now Hanna you can go outside... That is why I took this offer. You needed to get out of that house, it was slowing killing the smart, spunky little spitfire that is my daughter. Now you can have freedom." She said kissing my forehead before unlocking the front door.
I smiled a real smile for the first time since I was preteen, it felt good to have a bit of freedom. I laughed out a bit as I followed her into our new house looking around at all of the furniture that had already been placed in the house. I walked down a hallway and noticed that there were three bedrooms, I looked back at my mother and she laughed at my look shaking her head. I opened the first door and noticed the room was a wash of different hues. It looked like a Van Go panting and I liked it. Smiling a small smile I walked into the room and set down my backpack and flopped down on to the bed and looked up the bright blue ceiling with different pink and purple hues that resembled the morning sky. I smiled up at it and let out a soft sigh.
"I see you have found your room. Han honey? How do you like it? I want this place to be a new slate for all of us." My mother said while leaning on my door frame.
"It is... Awesome... I love it." I sighed out while closing my eyes.
"It's almost two in the morning I suggest you get into bed and try to sleep. Tomorrow we all have a big day ahead of us." My mother smiled while she walked off talking, I just nodded and stripped out of my hoodie, taking my bra off and kicking off my pants after toeing off my shoes leaving my socks. Maybe tomorrow will be full of new things as well, I can only hope.
So I am doing extensive research on Hanna's conditon for anyone who does have and they think that I am portraying it wrong please let me know. Hanna is an eigth indian which where I live give you the right to claim it as a part of your heritage. Now I should also say if anyone does want to put a vampire oc into this sory just Pm me and we can discuse it. I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you have fun reading it. The next update should be longer.
