I Think I had always forseen myself having a different life to everyone else - but never like this. I had never even beleived that this was possible. But this was my new life now -
I was never going back.
It all started on my first day at my new school. "Forks High School" The sigh read. "Home Of The Spartans"
My parents and I had lived with my grandmother ever since I was born. It was a small, 3 bedroomed house, We'd always intended to move but it had been hard on Gran, ever since my Grandpa died. We'd lived in the beautiful countryside. It wasn't particularly sunny,
but wasn't this cold, none the less.
My Grandma had passed away 6 months ago. My Gran had always been a firm, cruel old woman,
whose only emotions were expressed to her stupid little cat, Edgar.
So somehow, we ended up here. The weather got me down ever since I stood out of that plane.
My mother loved it, she adored the greeness on it. That was a little admiration only she had; my father hated it too.
My parents enrolled me into this school the first chance they got. It was a small school,
but I was used to that.
My first day was dreadful. I got out of my dad's old van to await a nightmare. As I reached the steps, I turned round to see and old, red Chevy truck, something that my Grandfather would've owned when he was alive.
Nobody could have saved her; the blue van was skidding across the road at an alarming speed. She was crushed between the two vehicles; poor Bella Swan. I heard that she'd only been there a few days. The owner of the van, Tyler, I think - was pretty disdraught, too.
He didn't come back after that, same with her.
But life had to go on, as did the school day, even though half the students were at the hospital, somehow hoping the girl would make it.
Biology was my first lesson - something I hated. There were lots of spaces, but I took one next to a tall, bronze haired boy, who I think, might have just about been looking at me in a wierd angle, as if he was angry with me.
The second time I looked at him, my eyes widened. He was amazing, his face looked like it had been carved out of angels, his bronze hair was waving in every direction, and he had a deep gold colour in his eyes. I wanted to reach out and touch him - make sure he was real.
I took me a while to figure out that he was sat almost beside the wall - I knew I wasn't the prettiest girl in the world, but this was bull. He chuckled at me, glancing quickly at me, but no smile reached his face. I decided to start a conversation.
"Hello, I'm Andrea. Could you tell me where the gym is? I'm new here"
"Ah." He Replied. "I thought as much, I'm edward. I don't usually go to the gym, but its up the science hall and turn right"
His voice was utter perfection. He had a polite tone which made my legs go all rubbery.
Well, atleast I had met somebody new.