A/N: Hey there, so I haven't ever written anything before this, so I'm a little nervous; please tell me if you like it!
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1. A meteor in a dark sky.
I had been living in many different places in the world; I've lived on the beautiful Gold Coast of Queensland Australia, the gloomy streets of England, The beautiful mountains in Austria, I even lived for a short time in Africa, you wonder why, well, because unlike you lucky people, I was never loved by my parents, well parent, barely, but he was not what you would say there for me, he had a lot of power in the job he had, which meant, little time for me. As a child I never thought anything of it, I always had a baby sitter, his burden was lifted, but as I got older it was harder for him to just place a sitter on me, as I became restless, a rebel in his eyes, a disappointment for not living up to my fathers reputation. Of course I was rebelling from him, if you were me, you would be just like me, feeling the coldness coming from my parent, who only bothered when necessary, sending a card for the according holiday, and present for my birthday that would be selected by his secretary. So here I sit, ready to go to my next exchange school, well not exchange, because that would imply that I got to live with a warm loving family, no, of course that wasn't the case, for the past 4 years, I've been country jumping, each time to a small cottage or sky scraper apartment, with an array of maids, cleaners and chiefs, all there to lift the guilt of my parent with a message from him saying that I started school on Monday at Forks High. Great.
"Miss Rose, you dinner is ready, do you wish to eat at the table or in your room?" asked a quaint little maid,
"My room thanks, and call me Lolly; I hate being addressed by my last name." I said politely while she left, it wasn't their fault that my heartless father decided to ship me away from my wonderful life in Australia, I mean I'm from New York, but I was having so much fun in the sun. You're probably wondering about the whole 'call my Lolly' thing; well my name isn't actually Lolly, my full name is Elizabeth-Lillian Rose, I despise it, it's so proper, that's why I make people call me Lolly, when I was little my mother used to call me that, my father had most of the say in my name, Elizabeth was from a long line of 'The Rose women', Lillian was my mother's choice, that was the only choice she got in naming me. So when it was just me and her she decided that because Elizabeth-Lillian was too big of a mouth full we changed it to Lolly, as a 5 year old I was ecstatic to know my name was associated with junk food. She was the only one to ever call me Lolly, my father, if he's that at all, called my Elizabeth, not ever saying my nickname or even my full name. My mother though, boy she was a beauty, the most amazing person I had ever seen, even now looking back, she would have put models to shame, she was a beautiful woman I could see what my father saw, not just the normal beauty but the beauty she had seem to come from the inside out. I was always told I had my mother's eyes and lips, it's no wonder my father doesn't want to see me anymore.
Just then I heard my door creak open, bringing me back from my reverie, luckily the maid was facing away to give me just enough time to wipe the silent tear rolling down my face away before she turned around, holding a tray with a glass of cordial, a bowl of soup and bread. My cold day was coming to an end, or so my service thought.
I had looked up Forks on my laptop while sitting in the living room, until hours that were considered acceptable then said my goodnights to the night maids that stay during the night, I had actually looked up all the streets around me, and saved the map so when I went to my room I could print it and take it with me for my night time stroll. My father always made the help look in on me 40 minutes after I had said my goodnights, it was always the same, no matter what country or time zone I was in it was always 40 minutes after I say good night, and they always checked if I was in bed at 7.30 am in the morning. Good thing I knew my father, a little too well, so I knew how to work around his little checkups. So at 10.45 I heard my door creak while they checked up on me, then they closed the door I waited 30 seconds in case they decided to wait at my door listening for my escape, then I heard the two talking in the sitting room. I threw off the sheets and pulled out my body bag, wait let me explain, it's a long bag that I stuffed with pillows to make the shape of a person sleeping on their side, and then I put it on my bed and covered it in my quilt.
Getting out was easier than usual because in this little house I was living in, which was more like a cottage was right beside a main road, and guess who's window was looking right out to it, you bet it, me. So it was as easy as opening the window and hoping out. I noticed as a jumped down that there at my feet a little garden with no flowers; I must remember to add some. Standing there I noticed that there was a severe chill to the breeze, good thing I remembered to put on a hoodie. Strolling along the cold streets was quite exhilarating, I love seeing a new place without the people around to watch me look at the place in awe like a complete fool, seeing it for what it should be. The trees were singing a soft beautiful song with wind, each intertwining to make a most beautiful sound.
Luckily it was Saturday, otherwise I wouldn't have had my chance to explore the in the night. I worked out that the street that my little cottage was on led straight down to the beach, it a was a little walk but it was most definitely worth it, I got to here the trees sing and then have it slowly change as the wind from ocean made its presence, it was the most alluring sound I think I've ever heard. I made it to the sand and decided even though it was chilly it was bearable, and took of my shoes and socks and rolled up my jeans.
I walked down to water's edge and let the ice cold water touch my toes, as cold as it was, it seemed comforting, of my time when I little at the lake house with both my mother and father, I remember running down to the water's edge and hear them both laugh and then one scold me saying, 'now Lolly, be careful, make sure you don't go too far,' smiling at the memory I let another tear fall, how those days have changed. With my hood up I started to walk down to along the water as it splashed against my ankles I came across a huge white tree, it was odd how close it was to the shore, it seemed to be bleached by all the salt, it had all these roots sticking out in the sand it was like, the roots were put there as natural benches, inviting me to sit. I walked over humming a small tune, mixing it into the sound of the trees song and the ocean breeze; it was like an acoustic version of one my favourite songs.
Sitting there on the Driftwood tree, as I came to distinguish what it was, I drifted back to the Gold Coast in Australia, my last home, I hadn't any friends; it's too hazardous when you're always country hopping, I thought about how I used to walk along the beach there, in the heat, not needing anything more than a pair of shorts and a tank top, it was so wonderful at night, laying on the sand looking into the night sky, something I missed terribly. I decided to walk out of the shadow of the tree and lay on the sand here, closing my eyes I went back to Australia, the sand warm from the sun beating down on it rather than the cool sand I was laying on at this point, drifting back there, I sort of forgot where I was, eyes closed, singing quietly a song to myself,
I didn't even notice until I heard the bellowing laughter of a man, firstly I thought I might have imagined it, but as I sat up I saw running out of the water down beach near the cliff, were two guys, the first, you couldn't even describe as big, he was massive; his strength just rolling off of him as he laughed, he had short black hair and gold eyes looking over to the second man; he was not as big as him but definitely just as masculine as the first, they both looked back to water to then to see two women walk out of the water, one had short black hair spiking out every direction, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, that was until I moved my gaze to the second woman, now if someone asked me the meaning of pure perfection, I would simply point at her, they all had gold eyes, which was odd, I noticed they were all smiling, laughing, enjoying themselves, that's when I realised that were all wearing bathers, but they were like the ones people wore in Queensland; one pieces and bored shorts, I was utterly dumbfounded, how were they not cold? While I was trying to get my head around the idea that they were actually not cold when I saw them all gaze up to the moon in wonder, but it wasn't the moon they were looking, just below the moon was a figure, perfect even in a silhouette, standing motionless, then what I saw next was next to the stupidest thing I have ever seen; he jumped off the cliff into the ocean.
I sat in the wet sand astonished, completely unaware that they were all laughing, they were laughing? That man pretty much just committed suicide, then I heard the big man yell something out to the other one;
"Geez, Ed, you'd think standing there in front of the moon like that, you'd think you were some kind of in destructive super-duper god or something." There was humour lingering on his sentence, like some kind of inside joke, the others all sniggered, slowly the man named Ed slowly walked out of the water laughing, that was when I realised I had been holding in my breath, I let it out in a gush, then realised that my breathing wasn't going to help and I knew what was waiting for me within seconds, the darkness, oh great, I was about to faint, I was too far away from the other people for me to think to call them, but as my head slowly made its way to the sandy floor, I saw five figures all stand stock still, stiffly turn and look in my direction, but as they turned to look at me, I had succumbed to the darkness that awaited me.
I started to dream, bright butterflies, and pretty colours swirling around in front of my eyes, and a beautiful song, the trees song, with the ocean breeze and my little voice humming with it, and I knew I was in bliss when I turned and saw the prettiest woman in my eyes; my mother, she spoke to me then,
"Lolly, it's time you woke up," she said with a smile on her perfect lips,
"But mum, it's just so perfect here, why should I?" I argued, but not too defensively to upset her,
"Well honey, there's more exciting things waiting for you, outside of here, I'll always be here waiting for you to hold your breath for a little too long and you succumb to it, I'll always be hiding here," she finished the warmth in her eyes glazing over me,
"But mum where is this?" I asked so I knew how to get back there,
"In your heart dear, remember that my dear Lolly, I'm always in your heart." She finished and she became blurred; slowly I was resurfacing, hearing other voices then my mothers, along with my own, why could I hear my own voice? That's a bit odd,
"Can you hear her heart, it's regulating," one of the males said, my heart? Why could they hear my heart, that's odd,
"Yeah her consciousness is coming together, I wouldn't surprised if she could make out what we were saying because she slowly becoming more confused," another said matter-of-factly, then I could hear what I was saying, or more, humming,
"I will never let you fall, I'll stand up with you forever, I'll be there for you through it all, even saving you sends me to heaven," Followed by someone who might have been me, but it was so hard to distinguish now, "Mum, you always sang the best," I laid there comprehending who said that, I thought it might have been me, but I couldn't quite tell just yet, another male said,
"Yes Alice, she does sing quite beautifully," That's the exact point that I knew that it was me singing and talking, me, oh no. With that my eyes popped open and I sat bolt upright, I looked around me to see 5 people again, but they had clothes on this time, oh no, let's just hope I'm not losing the plot.
"Hey there you okay? I'm Emmett, this is Rosalie, Jasper, Alice and Edward, we were..." He couldn't seem to finished the sentence, though I wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't drawn his eyebrows down in concentration,
"...Just taking a late night stroll and saw you laying here, with no shoes on and you looked mighty cold." Finished one of the girls, I couldn't distinguish who was who as that point I just wanted to get up and look for the people in bathers, swimming.
"Uhmm, right, cool, umm, I'm Lolly by the way, did any of you see the people swimming? They were down there near the cliff and one of them jumped off it and...." My sentence sizzled out at the end due to how completely mental I sounded, I looked around to them all, but they weren't able to completely cover their side glances at each other in time.
"You did see them, are they okay? Where did they go?" I asked feverently,
"Oh yeah, they were uh, kids from La Push, they are really odd, completely adjusted to the cold water, they could swim in it during the dead of winter," A calm voice told me.
Huh, so maybe it wasn't as odd as I had thought it was. I wonder what time it is, I looked at my watch, 4.30am, not too bad, still got a bit of time before I needed to be back in my little cottage, then a booming laugh startled me and I jumped a little when I realised I was sitting while they were all kneeling around me, I decided to stand, and they followed pursuit, I looked to the source of the laughing and gave him a curious look.
"Something funny Emmett?" I asked,
"Yeah, I just realised what you said you name was!" And he kept laughing, the others lips twitched a bit but tried to be polite about it, now feeling severely self conscious, in front of five people, and turning a nice deep red for letting people know my preferred name, maybe I should tell people to call me Lizzie or Lilly or something, I decided it was high time I left and headed home.
"Well I should probably go then, nice talking to you, uh, do you guys go to school?" I wasn't sure if I should I would see them at school or not,
"Yeah Forks High, how about you?" The girl with spiky hair trilled,
"Yeah me too, I start on Monday Junior year," I said with a small smile, the girls face lit up,
"I'm in junior year too! And so is Edward, the others are seniors! Oh awesome, maybe we can be friends!" Her face completely lifted, this girl sure had high spirits even though it was the early hours of the morning,
"Maybe," was all I could muster with a small smile and went to walk to the main road to get home.
"Hey wait! Are you heading toward Beach road?"The trilling voice asked me, running up to me,
"Yeah I live on the corner of Beach road and Lava lane," I said curiosity seeping into my voice.
"Oh my gosh! Is your house the little cottage?" She exclaimed,
"Yeah why?" I asked again curious,
"Because, we live right opposite you!" She said getting even more excited, to the point of ridiculous, "Well, me, Edward and Jasper do, Rosalie and Emmett live in their own home because, well, our parents needed... space," she said with a smirk on her face, Emmett grinned like a giant bear, and Rosalie just smiled a small smile, okay she was Rosalie, which must mean this is Alice.
"That's nice," was all I could muster to say, then turned to continue walking, then I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder, it was Alice again,
"Rosalie and Emmett are walking that way but do you mind if we walk with you back home since we live so close to each other?" She asked with a wonderful smile on her face, her face fell ever so slightly at my delayed response, but then answered her little down face.
"Oh yeah sure if you'd like to," I said a small smile on my lips, my mother always told my lips held all my sweetness, I used to laugh when she said that, I stopped dead at that thought, whoa, this place was making me think about my mother way too much, we said goodbye to Rosalie and Emmett, and made our way to Beach road, Alice entwined her arm into mine and we walked along the beach in the moonlight.
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