Yeppers, it's true, I am officially starting a new story. I have no idea how to continue any of my other stories,
but it feels wrong to delete them so I am going to start this one and see what happens with my others :(
well... who want's to start?
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"Princess! Princess!" the worker called. The princess rose from her window in search of the maiden's note. "Princess, Lord William is searching for you," she spoke delicately, stepping into the princess's quarters.
The princess smiled lightly and smoothed out her long silk dress. "Thank you, Mistress," said the princess as she stepped out of the tower and picked up her hem as she strode down the stairs the tower held. "Hello Lord William. Fancy seeing you at this hour," she smiled and walked up to the handsome young lad that stood gracefully before her.
"I heard there was a princess in need of rescuing," He stated, placing is hand on her waist. "Apparently she is being suffocated to death by her tailor," he said as he noticed how tight her corset had been tied.
"I learned not to breath a long time ago," she laughed. He chuckled and held out his hand for her to take.
"Shall we?" he asked, bending down to kiss her hand. The princess smiled.
"We shall."
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"Honey, wake up," Papa said as he shook my shoulder. The plain had landed and everyone was gathering their belongings and heading towards the opening of the plain to be let off.
"Hm?" I asked groggily. I rubbed my eyes and looked out the window. Rain was splattering against the glass as the darkness swallowed the sky. I groaned, Mama had gotten transferred to a hospital in Washington. Forks, Washington to be exact, the wettest coldest town on the continental U.S. I held out my wrist telling him to drag me out of my seat if he really wanted me to come.
"Funny," Mama rolled her eyes as she threw my pillow in my face, "We try to help but it makes do difference to our genius child," she said sarcastically, picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
"It was all of your genes that made me a genius, I sure didn't get any of it from Dad," I joked. Papa looked at me with mock hurt on his face.
"I heard that!" He said.
"It would have been wasted if you didn't," I laughed and finally got up from my horribly uncomfortable seat. I picked up my bag and the book that I had abandoned during the flight. I yanked my phone out of my pocket, I had begged and begged my parents for practically three years for a phone and I had finally gotten one for my birthday in July, the hottest month of the year, and average of 76 degrees from the small town of Macedon, New York that I was used to. Now the highest it got here was 68 not the best for my skirt wearing short sleeve loving self. I looked through my new text messages- 17 to be exact- and sighed as I read the repeated messages.
It was all a chorus of 'We'll miss you!'s and 'It won't be the same without you!'s and I laughed as I read Dominic's text "You know, it will be REALLY quiet with you gone!" I texted back and walked down the isle to meet my parents.
"You'll love it here!" my mom tried to comfort me as we stepped into our small blue Chevy car.
"Yeah mom, who doesn't like being wet twenty-four seven?" I replied sarcastically.
"That's the spirit!" my father joked. We sat in silence for the rest of the ride, the occasional 'is this the right turn?' or 'blam, blam' as my dad spotted ducks or geese were the only sounds that were heard. Eventually we past the small wooden sign that held the words "Welcome to Forks!" in big green letters and we passed a few nice houses. Soon after we pulled up to a nice looking house with big brown doors that held fancy looking glass. We walked inside and looked around. It was pretty cosy and comfy, the movers had come the day before so everything was already set up, too.
I found the stairs in the living room and ran up the large oak stairs to my bedroom which was on the second floor. The second floor was small and only held my bedroom a den and a bathroom... cool, I got my own floor! I dropped my belongings when I stepped into my room and they hit the floor with a dull "thud". My room looked okay, it was light yellow and the curtains weren't put up yet but it was nice. I sighed and walked over to the window, it had stopped raining and it was now pitch black. This town was three hours ahead of Macedon. It was strange to think that all of my friends were snug in their beds when most people here were eating or watching television. I set my alarm for six fifteen and walked downstairs towards the television.
I randomly searched different channels, making notes of where all of the good channels were located and what channels I should stay away from, for about two hours before I finally decided I didn't have the strength to keep my eye lids open for any longer. Dragging my feet across the carpeted floor of my bedroom, I tripped over my bag. I muttered a low "oomph" as I landed.
I rolled over and stared at the ceiling until my father called to me from the first floor. "Hey, Soph, are you alright?" he asked.
"Yup, sure am!" I called back as I jerked up and flopped onto my bed. I couldn't decipher when I actually fell asleep but from the darkness I could make out a few figures and by then I had already figured out that I was dreaming.
"Princess?" Lord William questioned as he turned to the princess.
"Yes, Lord William?" she questioned as they gingerly sat down on a bench in the flowery garden.
"I was wondering if you would enjoy accompanying me to tea upon the morrow?" he asked.
"I would love that," the princess whispered to the Lord as they leaned closer and closer. He placed his hand on her cheek and she leaned onto it.
"Sophia," he whispered before-
"Rah-rah-rah-ah-ah, roma-roma-ma, ga-ga-oh-la-la, want your bad romance," sang an irritating voice from somewhere in the room. I groaned and squinted, trying to find the origin of the sound. The light of the morning burned my eyes and I rubbed them vigorously at an attempt to make the pain go away. It didn't work.
I found my arm and slung it out of the warm covers. I searched for the 'snooze' button and gently clicked it and brought my hand back into the confines of the warm heated blanket. "Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out I just didn't know what to do but when I become a star we'll be living so large I'll do anything for you!" The radio yelled and I groaned and slithered out of the bed.
The morning air was crisp and cold and I pulled my blanket off of my bed and over my shoulders in hope to keep the warmth on my body. I walked over to my bag that will probably stay packed until I finally decided to stop being lazy and put everything away.
"So tell me girl, mmmm whatcha say, mm that you only meant well? Well of course you did. Mmmm whatcha say," I sang along to the music as I pulled a gray cashmere shirt dress over my pink camisole. I slipped on some flip flops (my favorite shoe choice) and skipped down the stairs. I already felt familiar in this house and the Chief of Police lived right next door, so that was a plus. Now, if anyone broke into my house all I would have to do is scream and he would probably come.
I sat down at the counter and pored myself a glass of apple juice. Today I would be starting Forks High school. I was a freshman and i was just getting over the whole "small fry" thing, now I would have to start all over again! As I sipped my juice I listened to the sounds around me and let my mind wander. Somehow I ended up thinking about my dreams and princesses. Do dreams usually continue when you go back to sleep? It's never happened to me before. It's just because you are in a new town. my brain tried to reason.
I decided to agree with my brain and looked at the clock instead. 7:29, the clock read and I gasped and jumped off of the stool, leaving my juice behind and running out of the door with my bag in hand. I walked down the street and watched a big red Chevy truck rumble down the road. I sighed and skipped down the road until the school reached my line of sight. I walked into the parking lot and looked around tentatively. Kids were walking all over the place. Some of them were older and hanging out by their cars, others were about thirteen or fourteen and catching up on their homework or studying for a test they had that day. I walked around for a while until I finally found the building that held a sign reading "main office".
I walked through the door into a small warm office with an older woman sitting at a front desk. "Um... hi? My name is Sophia Marie," I said as I reached the desk. The woman, I assumed her name was Ms. Cope as that is what the label on her desk said, looked up from a very small list of people who I assumed were new. She looked back down at her list and pointed to my name. She smiled warmly and looked through a pile of schedules on her desk. She handed me mine and I thanked her and walked out. I looked around looking for the building labeled "3B" (I was guessing the "B" stood for Biology, considering their was also buildings C, A, F, S, and D which meant Calculus, Algebra, French, Spanish and Developmental).
Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped and turned around to meet a small light brown haired girl about my age. "Hi!" she chirped, "My name is Anya Stanley, you must be the new girl!" she smiled. I smiled back and held out my hand.
"Sophia Marie," I smiled and she took my hand. "So small town news really does travel fast," I laughed. She smiled and nodded.
"Yep, everyone knows everything around here. A couple months ago a new girl, Bella Swan, came here and everyone was all over her," she laughed, "That includes my sister, Jessica, she thought that it would get her more noticed by this guy, Mike Newton, that she has been crushing on for like, ever!" she laughed, I smiled.
"Nice," I commented. I started to walk to my next class and she followed by my side.
"So, what class are you going to next?" she asked me.
"Uh, Biology. Room 3B," I replied and a smile broke across her face.
"Ohmigosh, me too!" she squealed and she took my arm and dragged me away to our classroom. When we entered a woman looked up from her desk and smiled at Anya.
"Hello Ms. Stanley, it's nice for you to finally join us. And who do we have here?" she asked, finally looking at me.
Anya hung up her coat on the little hanger near the door and I followed her lead.
"This is Sophia Murry," She smiled and pointed to me. I giggled and corrected her.
"Sophia Marie," I giggled and she laughed at her mistake.
"Sorry," she said and I shrugged to tell her that it was okay. Anya walked over to her seat and sat down, I looked at the teacher and waited until she told me where I was supposed to be seated.
"Now, I am Mrs. Heltemis and I will be your teacher for the rest of the year. Please take your seat next to Ms. Stanley over there," she said pointing to Anya who smiled and waved to me from the back of the room.
I sat down next to Anya and class started. It was pretty boring, just things that I had already learned in the beginning of the year. While Mrs. Heltemis was talking about some sort of item on the periodic table, Anya passed me a note from her binder.
Hey, we're all, me and my friends, going to La Push tomorrow for a "goodbye summer" bonfire type thing and I was wondering if you wanted to go?
The paper read. I smiled and grabbed my pencil that I was fiddling with just moments before.
Sure! Where is it and who's going?
I wrote back. She smiled and looked over at me, "Show ya at lunch," she whispered and crumpled up the paper. I looked at the clock and decided it was almost time to go to my next class. Right on time the bell rang and the teacher dismissed us with our homework assignment. The next few classes (gym and calculus) went by super fast and I walked out of room 4C and followed the mob of freshman kids to the cafeteria. Anya was waiting at the door for me and when she spotted me she smiled and skipped over to me.
"Hiya!" she chirped as she reached me and she dragged me into the lunch room to search for her friends.
"Well hey," I smiled. We reached the table she was aiming for and there were a couple people already sitting there.
"Anya, are you turning into your sister? New kids aren't play things, you know," one of the guys joked and everyone at the table laughed.
"No! Sophia is just cool like that," she laughed. She sat down next to a boy with curly blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. "Guys," she started as I sat next to her and a girl with long curly brown hair, she kind of reminded me of Miley Cyrus but it might have just been the hair, "this is Sophia Marie, she's from New York!" she smiled.
"Hi!" I smiled as I looked at all of them. The boy with curly blond hair smiled at me and reached over Anya to shake my hand.
"Hey, my name is Sterling," he said. His voice was over the whole 'squeaky boy' faze and he sounded quite cute. The girl next to me was next. She held out her hand also and smiled warmly.
"Hi! I'm Mary!" she said happily. Everyone went around introducing themselves and then started talking about the upcoming beach party thing.
"I think it will be fun!" Anthony, a boy with long black hair, said excitedly.
"Oh, yeah! It will be so fun, and I heard even some of the Quileute boys are coming, and we all know those boys are gor-geous!" said Ashley. Ashley was pretty, she had long flowing blond hair and her blue eyes were like no other I had ever seen, they were midnight blue like the color of Lapis-Lazuli. Ashley was sitting next to Mary who hadn't stopped smiling since I had walked into the room.
"And the Quileute boys are...?" I trailed off and they all looked at me. Sterling was the first that answered.
"The Quileute guys are from the Reservation. They're this tribe of old Indians that have lived in La Push since like... forever. And apparently," he continued, with a glance at Ashley, "they are 'totally gor-geous!'" he mimicked Ashley who scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"I totally do not sound like that," she said. We all laughed and Anya continued.
"Senors are also going to be there, like my sister and a couple of her friends," she said nonchalantly. Anthony laughed.
"And by 'a couple' you mean about triple that?" he asked.
"Yeah pretty much," Anya looked up through her eyelashes and giggled. Everyone laughed at the table.
"So, Sophie, are you going?" Andrew, a boy that had joined us after a little while, asked.
"Yeah I think I am. I just don't know what to wear considering it's a beach but it's freezing in this town," I responded, pulling my sweatshirt over me even more for emphasis.
"Well," started Mary, "La Push is always a couple degrees warmer, plus it's going to be sunny tomorrow. But I would wear jeans and a sweatshirt just in case," she finished.
I nodded, "Nice to know." Lunch finished and we all dumped the remainder of our lunch and headed off to our last two classes of the day, rushing 'see ya!'s and whatnot before we headed out.
Classes were short and my teachers were somewhat nice. I still missed my teachers from Macedon but these teachers were okay. None of them threw soccer balls at our heads jokingly or made fun of us playfully which I missed but hay, not all teachers can be amazingly awesome. After classes I met Anya in the parking lot with Sterling and Ashley.
"Hey!" she smiled, "My sister is driving all of us to my house, do you want to come?" she asked as she looked over to where the senors were just being let out.
"Sure!" I smiled, happy to know that I had friends already. "Just let me text my dad real quick, he's at the elementary school." I took out my phone and quickly pushed some buttons and clicked "send". "Okey dokey then, all done!" I said as her sister walked up to us.
She was pretty tall and had long light brown hair just like Anya. "Hey, Squirt! You ready?" she asked as she opened the car. Anya replied with a quick "yup" as she got in the front seat and Sterling and Ashley and I sat in the back. The car sped down the street and chatter immediately erupted from the group of us.
Jessica was pretty nice, she was kind of annoying though. Sterling kept smiling at me which gave me the idea that he had a crush on me... I mean, people have crushed on me before, but they were never hot and lets face it, Sterling was very hot.
Eventually we pulled up to a medium sized house that was white with flowers surrounding the walkway. The house had a cobblestone walkway that led up to the door of the house. Surrounding the door, the wall also held cobblestone. It was a very pretty house.
Anya popped out of the car behind me, "This is me!" she smiled up at her home. "What do you think?" she asked, turning to me.
I smiled back at her, "La sua bella," I replied. She looked at me with a confused expression, not knowing if she should take that as a compliment or an insult. "It means 'it's beautiful' in Italian," I giggled as her expression changed to one of delight.
"Why thank you!" she laughed and we headed up the cobblestone pathway to her front door.