Heya This is a story i started writing a while ago and never really did anything with so i thought it was about time i put it up. Might not make sense to begin with but please stick with me, it is a little random. Hope u like anyways. xxxx
By Friday I was perfectly comfortable entering my biology class no longer worried that Edward would be there. Even so as I sat at the desk we were supposed to be sharing, I couldn't help picturing his violent gaze that first day, the seething hatred on his face. I could think of nothing I had done to provoke such a reaction and yet he had seemed to really hate me.
I suddenly realised that Mr. Banner had started speaking and I hastened out of my revive but even as I turned my concentration toward him, his words still sounded distant and oddly muffled. I looked up from the desk and the room swam in front of my eyes, I couldn't get them to focus on anything. I squeezed my eyes shut desperately trying to regain a grip on myself.
Mr. Banner's words continued to get softer to the point where they faded all together. I stood up, hoping to attract someone's attention – as much as I hated anyone knowing when something was wrong clearly now was not the time to be shy, I needed help. There was no sound now from the rest of the class, my sense of hearing seemed to have deserted me.
Then came the rustling of leaves, like the sound of the wind, rushing through the trees. A chill wind on my arms sent a shiver through me. I noticed then that I was suddenly colder; the temperature seemed to have dropped dramatically. Had someone opened a window?
At the same time I felt a sharp, stabbing pain in my hand for which I had no explanation. I cautiously opened my eyes, ready to close them again instantly if the odd dizziness should return. What I saw shocked me beyond words.
I was on a rocky plateau, surrounded by a thick dense forest, except for behind me where a range of mountains rose up, towering above me. I was stood with my back pressed against the sheer cliff face. I tried and failed to recognise my surroundings.
Were there any mountains in Forks? I didn't know the area well enough to be sure, but as far as I knew there were a number of miles away.
How had I gotten here? Had I passed out? It seemed the most likely explanation, however I'd fainted before and it had never been like that. Still it was the only option that made sense. I looked around, taking in my surroundings more carefully this time and all speculations were suddenly driven from my mind.
Across from where I was standing, just a few feet away were two people, facing each other. It was with a jolt of fear that I realised I recognised one of them. Even with his back to me, I could tell from the breathtaking bronze shade of his hair, and his graceful stance, that this was Edward Cullen.
What do u think. Does it make sense? I really hope people kind of worked out what has happened. It becomes clearer in the next chap anyway. pls review and let me know what u think. even if u didn't like xxx