So here it is guys the first chapter to the sequel to Unbreaking! Let me know what you think! A little shout out to Gleemylove who helped me figure out the basic outline of this story, but as you all know, that can change! Speaking of…A minute to yell at my lovely Gleemylove: Update some of your stories sheesh! Haha. Anywho…on with the first chapter!
Aphrodite Meets Adonis
Peyton P.O.V
"Peyton, come on sweetheart you're going to be late for school!" I heard my mother call from the bottom of the stairs. I quickly grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs where she and Landon were waiting, greeting my mother with a kiss on the cheek. I looked a lot like my mother. I had her petite but strong build, her silky, chocolate waves, and her fiery personality as Daddy puts it and yes, I realize I am seventeen years old but my dad will always be my daddy.
Everyone says I'm basically a replica of my mom except I had Daddy's crystal blue eyes. The same went for my twin brother Landon, except he was the spitting image of Daddy, save his chocolate brown eyes like my mom. He had Daddy's tall and lean but muscular build, and dirty blonde hair that was long enough where it sometimes fell in front of his eyes.My brother is tenderhearted and caring but fierce and blunt when he needs to be, I'm the same way, just a little more on the blunt side.
"Finally jeez sis, you take forever." Landon rolled his eyes, smiling and playfully nudged me with his shoulder.
"I do not!" I protested but smiled back at my brother.
"Alright you two cut it out and come on or I'm making you walk." My mother said with fake sternness in her voice. "Boy cannot I not wait for your dang car to be fixed. I'm your mother not a taxi service." My mother teased.
"Well that's what happens when you make me and Landon share a car and genius over here hits a parked car." I said pointing to my brother. My mother just shakes her head and laughs while my brother pouts.
"Yeah well I see that now. I still don't see how you managed that. I swear you're worse than me driving your dad's car." My brother and I both laughed. My mom hated Daddy's car because it was a stick shift. She says it's been her sworn enemy ever since the day Daddy first made her drives it home from school. I really did love my mom. She and I had a no secrets; a no judgment relationship and I loved it. She was probably the most down to earth mom I had ever met besides my Aunt Rosalie. I guess that's what happens when you have kids and get married so young, you tend to be more understanding. She got married when she was seventeen and had my brother and me only a few weeks after her eighteenth birthday. I could never imaging getting married right now, let alone what she had to go through just to be with Daddy. My mother had told me countless stories while growing up but her and Daddy's fight to be together was my favorite hands down.
We pulled up to school and I saw my cousin Colton waiting for us by the stairs that lead up to the high school.
"Oh Peyton, your Aunt Rosalie is going to pick you up from soccer because I don't get out of work until six and the boys have an away game." My mom said to me, as I was about to shut the door.
"Okay, sounds good." I smiled, shut the door and headed toward my cousin and brother. Colton was only about 5 months younger than us and had a strong muscular build like my Uncle Emmett but had my Aunt Rosalie's soft, golden hair which barely touched his ears and her sparkling green eyes. He was sporting his blue away jersey just like Landon and the rest of the Varsity boy's soccer team. Some people who didn't know them might speculate that they were only the co-captains of their team because Daddy and Uncle Emmett were the coaches, but the captains were actually chosen by the team and being that my brother and Colton were the best players on the team and not jerks, they were unanimously elected. On the girl's side, my best friend Angela Weber and I are the captains. Angela is a shy and quiet girl with light brown hair and soft brown eyes but she is aggressive while collected on the field as opposed to my just generally aggressiveness. She is the calm to my raging, the ice to my fire. Our personalities complement each other perfectly. That's what makes us perfect co-captains.
"So Peyton, excited for that Calc test?" Colton asked snapping me out of my thoughts. I groaned causing both Colton and Landon to laugh.
"You know I hate Calc."
"Doesn't everybody?" Angela asked coming up next to me and linking her arm through mine.
"Not Landon over here. Math and Science are just 'his thing'" I snickered making air quotes when I said his thing. It was true. While I preferred English and History, my brother preferred Math and Science. I just didn't get it.
"That's because he's a nerd." Angela teased while my brother grumbled he was not a nerd causing both Angie and I to laugh. There was always this weird little flirtation between her and Landon but I didn't mind. If one day they both got their heads out of their asses and decided that they liked each other, I'd actually be kind of happy. I know that sounds weird, being happy your twin brother and best friend would want to be together but it just isn't weird to me. The first bell rang loudly through the hall and my brother groaned as we shut our lockers.
"History here I come." He grumbled.
"I'll see you after class okay?" Angela smiled to me and I nodded watching her walk towards history with my brother.
"Earth to Peyton!" Colton said waving a hand in front of my face.
"Uh what?" I said confused. I guess I zoned out, a common occurance. Colton just laughed and threw his arm around my shoulder.
"Come on Cuz, we're going to be late to Sociology then Mr. Purt is going to chew us a new one." He laughed guiding me towards our joint Sociology class. Due to Mr. Purt's dumb and archaic assigned seating, I sat in the back at a table by myself since my last name was Whitlock while Colton sat at a table closer to the front next to Lauren Mallory, a fake blonde bimbo cheerleader who was always trying to get into his pants. I snickered when he sent me a pleading look as she shamelessly started to flirt with him again.
It was about ten minutes into class and I was doodling in my notebook when I noticed that Mr. Purt had stopped his lecture and the class had gone strangely silent. I glanced up from my notebook and gasped to myself looking at the impossible incarnation of perfection that had caught the attention of the room. His short black hair barely reached his deep southern sun kissed face. His dark eyes were rimmed with an unattainable mystery. His cut jaw that supported his perfectly pouted lips, added to his almost inhuman perfection. He looked so familiar but I couldn't place it. I had definitely never seen him in my life, I would have remembered this Adonis-like creature but something in my head screamed I knew him somehow. He smiled at the teacher, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth that screamed cynical shark and playful puppy at the same time.
His approximate 6'1 height supported his athletic build perfectly. His toned chest and arms banded with muscle seemed to be restricted by his fitted black t-shirt. On his left arm, from just above his elbow up to where it could no longer be seen under his sleeve, was a thick black tribal design. The only flaw to be found was a small, oblong shaped scar on his left forearm. His smooth hands waited patiently at his side. Though his voice was deep with authority, he spoke with a calming ease. The boy, no, not boy, the man, I guessed as he looked about eighteen or nineteen, just oozed sex appeal.
Mr. Purt motioned to the empty seat next to me and the sex-on-a-stick nodded. As he glided towards me his posture was up straight and proud, more like a distinguished man of forty than a wet-footed man of eighteen or nineteen. He locked eyes with me as he drew closer, his expression collected and amused.
He sat down and immediately turned to me, hand extended. "I'm Cade Clearwater."
So hate it? Love it? A little of both? Let me know what you think and if you want to read more! As I mentioned before this story will mostly likely stay in just Peyton and Bella's POV's because its really about them and past meeting future! Review, Question, Comment! =)