Chapter 1: Do you remember our first meeting?
Hello everyone!!! I'm new here and this is my first story that I ever wrote! I really wanted to do a fanfic about Kate and Garrett because ever since I read "Breaking Dawn" these two became my favorite pairing within the whole series. And I don't see that many stories about them. Don't get me wrong I still like Edward and Bella, but Garret and Kate are hilarious and they are so cute together. X3
Anyway, a review would be greatly appreciated since this is my first fanfic and I really want to get better at this. If there is something you don't like or you think needs improving, please tell me so. I slightly changed Kate's physique, hope that's ok. I wanted to make her appearance the exact opposite of her personality. I don't own Twilight or any of its characters; the credit goes to Stephanie Meyer. (I wish I owned Garrett and Kate though) The story is told from Kate's and Garrett's point of view about all the events that got them to fall in love with each other (I added some because I thought it would be more interesting). Ok, here goes, wish me luck…
Kate's POV
I was sitting quietly reading a book near the majestic fireplace while snuggling in my favorite cozy/plushy beanbag-chair. It was a typical dreary Saturday afternoon for us and we spent it by sitting in the living room doing our favorite things: Tanya liked to flip through the latest fashion magazines and comment on the newest trends out loud (much to my chagrin), Carmen decided to take up sewing and was presently making a new summer dress for herself and Eleazar was studying a book about human psychology. I was reading a romance novel that was hidden behind the cover of an action book, if Tanya found out that I was reading some type of romantic story she would never let me have a single day of peace without her teasing and/or mocking comments. None of us wanted to show any sign of anxiety for the missing member of our family, Irina. She left us with nothing more than a note saying that she went to: "apologize to the Cullen family for her less than friendly behavior". We were 99% certain that nothing was going to happen to her, but we couldn't help that little 1% that made us feel a little nervous for her since she left all by herself.
Out of nowhere, the phone went off. A nuclear explosion could've gotten about the same reaction from my family: no one ever calls here unless it's an emergency. Everyone hovered around the noisy utensil wondering what was going on and what they should do. Finally Tanya got enough sense to snatch the ringing piece of technology up from its receiver and answered it with a shaky "Hello". After a few "uhas, yeses and okays" She hung up and told us to pack up since we were leaving to help the Cullens with some sort of a problem. She didn't know what exactly was wrong since Carlisle was very sketchy on the details, but we all thought that somehow Irina was involved.
After a few minutes, we were all packed up and ready to leave. I left a note on the huge front door of our house saying "We are at the Cullens' house" just in case Irina came back. All four of us got inside our minivan and so our trip began. The drive was rather long and slow in my opinion. I could've made twice the distance in half the time if I ran using the short cut through our forest, but Tanya insisted that we take the car in order to seem "normal". I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach; I knew that whatever the Cullens' problem was, it was going to be new and exciting, something you miss a lot when you become a practically invincible and immortal creature.
After what seemed to be a century of long and mind numbingly slow driving, we finally made it to the grandiose white mansion of a house that the Cullen family owned. We got there around noon on a cloudy Sunday. We got out and headed inside the impressive architectural masterpiece that was clearly Esme's doing. I knocked on the beautiful wooden door. Barely five seconds passed and we were greeted by Edward who was wearing a strange mixture of a facial expression that contained worry, hope and nostalgia. I never thought someone could master so much emotion on a single face at the same time.
We where invited inside by the one who greeted us. The first thing that Edward asked of us was to listen to what he had to say. We all reluctantly agreed, wondering why he was so nervous about what he was going to say. He asked Bella to come inside the living room where we sat. The first thing I noticed when Bella came in was that she finally became a vampire. I was surprised that Edward actually agreed to transform her; he seemed against the idea of condemning someone to this type of existence for an eternity. I wonder what made him change his mind… The next thing I saw was that she was holding something, or someone very small in her now beautiful arms. When I could finally see what the mystery creature was, without even thinking, I let out an involuntary aggressive hiss along with my sister. I couldn't believe that the Cullens created an immortal child, their family always played by the rules. Out of all the stupid things to do, why do the one thing that deserved a death penalty from the Volturi coven?! After me and my sibling calmed down a little, Edward explained to us that the child was only half-vampire and that she was his and Bella's biological daughter. The little one, Renesmee, showed us some fragments of her life by projecting her memories through skin to skin contact and within our minds. After discussing the situation with the rest of my family, we concluded that the Cullens didn't break any rules and that we will defend the child if the situation called for it. It was the least we could do since it was Irina who condemned them to a fight with the Volturi. Not to mention that we refused to help them with the war against an army of newborns last month or so. We decided to stick around. After a couple of hours guests from allover the globe started pouring in to the house. I volunteered to help Bella with the explanation of Renesmees' origins and as to what should be done to help her.
After I finished explaining the situation to our fifth guest, I heard a loud screech of old tiers coming from outside of the house. I looked out curiously from a near window in to the direction of the annoying sound and saw an old beaten up Chevy truck pull over. It was just like the one that Bella owned only it was blue and it had a new, noiseless engine. A very good looking male vampire came out of it. He was rather tall, around six foot four maybe five. He looked like he was in his mid twenties. His sandy colored hair that was loosely tied in a ponytail was just a little longer than his shoulder line. Another thing that caught my attention where his big red eyes that were filled with life and adventure (human blood-drinker, probably a nomad too). His face was square of jaw with high cheekbones and a strait nose. His clothes where simple: a washed out pair of earth toned army-print khaki pants, a pair of old hiking boots, a dull green tight fitting t-shirt that showed of his enormous muscles and a huge brown leather jacket that suited him rather well by accentuating his wide shoulders. "Must be another one of those adrenaline freaks looking for adventure" I thought to myself. As I was leaning closer to the window to allow myself a more thorough examination of the beautiful stranger, he turned in my direction. I tried to hide, but he was faster than me, I tried to give him the best smile I could muster. I had to show him that I didn't mean to make him feel uncomfortable in any way. He saw me and flashed me a rather crooked looking smile that was more like a grin followed by a wave of his huge hand that was without a doubt directed at me. He then started walking towards the house and I was too embarrassed to stay, I closed the blinds and went upstairs under the pretext that I was exhausted and needed some rest. That was a pretty stupid lie since vampires never get tired and they certainly don't need any rest. Tanya must have noticed that it was the stranger that I saw through the window that forced me to leave the luxurious living room and its guests because she insisted that she should be the one to open the door and greet whoever was behind it. I didn't pay attention to their dialogue: I fled to the library, picked out a random book, and started to read it. "Oh great it's "Gone with the Wind ", out of all the books to pick out why on earth did I get a romance classic?!" Not five minutes passed when I heard what I thought was supposed to be a gentle knock, which sounded more like a whack, on the library door. It was him, I was sure of it. A breathless "Come in" was all I managed to say.
Garrett's POV
It was a great Sunday morning in Seattle; it was rather cloudy so I could go outside without any worries of being discovered by the humans. As I was walking down the street of my hotel I caught a strange scent. As I concentrated on it, I realized that it was a vampire's smell and it was getting closer. "This is getting interesting" I thought to myself once I've seen a huge white car approaching me while keeping just below the speed limit. It pulled over just in front of me and I saw Carlisle coming out of it. He asked me to come by his house because his family needed my help and that it was very urgent, once I get there I will receive a descent explanation and instructions as to what is needed from me. I accepted without hesitation for two reasons: the first one was that I am an adventurer, I will never back down before an opportunity for some action and the second was that I owed it to Carlisle, he found me when I was only a couple of weeks old after my vampire transformation, he explained to me what was going on and what happened to me. He tried to get me to join his "vegetarian" lifestyle, but I didn't feel the proper motivation and so I fled leaving him alone with Edward. I was very ashamed of what I have done, but Carlisle assured me that he held no grudge against me and that my reaction was perfectly understandable.
I went back to my hotel room, got the little personal belongings I had and went towards my good old Chevy, I just got a brand new engine installed for it so that it would be perfect for long distance trips. I drove for a good six or seven hours before I finally got to the little town of Forks. It was a rather dull place, no great adventures could possibly happen here. I stopped by the local police station and asked for directions to the Cullen house. I drove for another hour or so before I finally let my car get some rest right in front of the spectacular looking edifice composed of pure white brick. I spent around five minutes marveling at its architectural splendor before I noticed someone at the window next to the front door.
The person whom I saw was an incredibly beautiful (young? I have no clue how old she is) woman, a vampire for certain. She looked like she was around the beginning of her twenties. She was rather slender and petite, about five foot three maybe four, her frame looked rather delicate and fragile, just like a freshly fallen snowflake ready to brake and/or melt once it hit a rough surface. She had long, straight, light-blonde hair that extended as low as her waist. Her face matched her body to perfection; it was just as beautiful in many delicate feminine ways. She had high cheekbones, big golden eyes that beamed at me with curiosity, toped of with a pair of long, full and dark eyelashes. She had pale flawless skin whose shade was similar to mine and most importantly, when she smiled at me with a shy, childish and/or apologetic expression, her face showed two small dimples. Her clothing was simple but luxurious: she had a low-cut, peach colored, cashmere sweater, a pair of dark, blue-navy, jeans and a pair of high-heals who's color matched that of her shirt, a desperate attempt to seem taller. The sight of such a beautiful creature left me breathless, not that I needed any breath to survive. I suddenly felt the desire to hold the beautiful lady in my arms, to protect her, make her happy or at least get her to smile one more time. I tried to show her what I thought was a dazzling smile that will sweep her of her feet, but all I managed was a stupid boyish grin that looked like I just spilled my drink on her. To recover I tried to give her what I thought was a gentleman like greeting, but once again I failed miserably and gave her a goofy wave of my hand. The gesture probably looked like I was inviting a friend over at my place for a beer while watching a hockey game. It must have offended her or scared her in some way because she left the window as I started to approach the house.
When I got to the door, another beautiful female vampire appeared before me. She looked like the girl I saw before except she was: a little older (maybe in her late twenties), taller, her body had a lot more curves, her hair was strawberry blonde and curly. Her eyes had the exact same shade of gold, but they where slightly smaller than those of my mystery woman. The smile she showed me wasn't as childish as the one I saw from the light-blonde demoiselle that I so desperately longed to see. She greeted me with a polite "Hello and welcome to the Cullens' house, my name is Tanya" she let me inside and explained me Edward's situation. I didn't bother letting Renesmee project her images in my mind, I believed her and I was more preoccupied with my search for the pale-blonde beauty from before. Tanya noticed my strange behavior and told me with a mischievous grin: "She's upstairs reading a book in the main library; she went there about five minutes ago". I thanked the strawberry-blonde and left to search for the girl that I was thinking of, no that I couldn't stop thinking of would be the correct term.
Once I reached the huge library room, I got nervous: what was I going to say, what was I going to do, what if I messed up again just like my fantastic greeting from before? I sighed, I never felt like this before. "No, I will not back down from this, this is just another challenge life throws at me, I have to face it head on! Besides, what's the worst that can happen? If she likes the "wealthy gentleman type" I can always ask Edward to show me how to be more like him. Ok, here goes". I executed what I thought was a gentle knock on the huge library door. Once again my intended to be a polite gesture mutated in to a catastrophic failure: the resulting sound was the one of a door about to be broken down by some type of a crazy lumberjack. I heard a gentle "Come in" from the other side of the door. Her voice was so sweet: it was like the softest note of a violin.
End of chapter one.
So…did u like it, hate it? Should I write more or stop trying. Is there anything you want me to add or subtract? Please tell me in a review, I would greatly appreciate it. And thank you for reading the first chapter of my story.
