Hello good people! This is ian, and if you'll notice, there are some changes to this chapter. I'm reworking the chapters that I already have so that they flow better and are up to my current standard of writing, and then I'm going to continue with the story! Whoo! Anyways, after putting a lot of thought into it, I now have a solid idea of where I want this story to go, rather than the old idea where I was kind of floundering, and the two ideas go in very different directions. Just to clear it up a bit, this story takes place pre-twilight. Have a lovely day, and leave me a review to let you know what you think. =)
Wake Up Time
"Rise and shine Bumble bee!" The words penetrated my deep sleep, and I groaned. A coldness drifted up my legs as my covers were torn away, making me shiver. Oh how I hate mornings.
"Go away," I grumbled. As soon as the words were out of my mouth, a blinding light struck my face. I groaned, throwing my feather pillow over my head. "You evil, cruel man!" After a moment, that was stolen too, so my arm was thrown dramatically over my face.
"Come on Lady Bug," my brother said. I shook my head. "It's a bright new day!" Another head shake. "It's your first day of school here!" Once more. "I have donuts," he tempted.
"Donuts?" I asked, peeking out at him with sleepy green eyes. "Glazed chocolate chocolate chip?" He nodded, a victorious smile on his face. I sighed, knowing inwardly I'd already been defeated. Unfortunately, my brother knew also.
"Get up and get dressed. Your bag is at the door downstairs and your outfit is laid out on the chair where you left it." He reminded me as he walked towards the door. Of course he was already dressed and cheerful and ready for school, even though he was in college and didn't have class for multiple hours. God I hate people who are cheerful in the morning. "Oh and Alexandria? Make your bed." Then he was out of the room.
"Nikolas!" I yelled angrily. He laughed. "Don't call me Alexandria, jerk." He stuck his head in my room.
"Of course, Xandria." He said. I got off the bed, picked up my pillow, and tossed it at his head. Unfortunately, he saw it coming, shutting my door just in time. Muttering about disgusting morning people who should go get run over by a bus, I went about the chore of making my bed. It was the same ritual every morning, though sometimes he resorted to ice water to get me up.
I pulled on my clothes for the day, a pair of light blue jeans and a ruby v-neck t-shirt, then shuffled to the door, jiggling the handle a bit to get it open. My mom poked her head out of her door down the hall. Her black hair, so like my own, stuck out in all different directions, as if she'd been electrocuted.
"What's with all the yelling?" she demanded to know, a cross look on her face. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Nothing momma. Just go back to bed." She grumbled, her head disappearing back inside her room. I drug my feet down the hall, having no energy to pick them up, and pounded on the bathroom door.
"Leah, get out of the bathroom!" I yelled, still pounding on the door. "I have to get ready for school!" The door swung open and my sister looked down at me.
"So do I," She said simply. I glared at her. "Oh all right. I'm done anyways. Oh aren't you exited Xandria? You're going to be a junior here, and I'm going to be teaching. It's wonderful that they had a teaching job open here. That way me and you could come live with Mom, and I would be able to work." I simply cleared my throat. "Oh all right. Jeez, you're so dead in the morning." She stalked past me, the heels of her black shoes clicking with every step on the wooden floor. I sighed in relief and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me for emphasis.
I hate Forks. It's always rainy. I hate the rain. The fact that it was a small town didn't even bother me, for I'd lived in a small town most of my life. "I hate the rain," I voiced my thoughts aloud as I stared at myself in the mirror, evaluating. Gold threaded jade eyes stared back. I've always thought my eyes were one of my best features, being a very pretty combination of colors. I combed my onyx hair with my fingers, trying to figure out what to do with the chin length curls. With a sigh, I picked up my brush.
"Hey Xandria, can I brush your hair?" Lana asked, pulling her own strawberry blonde hair back into a pony tail. She smiled at me, her golden eyes lighting with joy when I nodded. I smiled back, unable to resist her enthusiasm. She reached for the brush-
I gasped, leaning over the sink. The brush dropped from my hand and clattered on the floor. It had been over a month since I'd had a memory come to life like this. Lana had been my best friend…At least until she was blown up along with my dad in a car crash. The car exploded, killing only the two of them. Their bodies were torn apart by the blast, disintegrated.
I left the brush on the floor, scared to pick it up, and scurried out of the bathroom towards my room, slamming the door shut once I was safely inside. I slid slowly down the door and onto the floor, not trusting my shaking legs. I took a moment to examine my room, my safe haven, trying to distract myself from the pain the memory had brought back.
The room was small, but comfortable. In one corner was a stand with my monitor on it, the computer sitting on the floor next to it. A small wooden stool, painted in rainbow designs sat in front of it. My walls were an ugly burnt orange, something I'd always meant to paint over but never got around to. My twin bed was covered by a pale purple comforter. The edge of a fluffy pink blanket could be seen underneath, covering a lime green sheet set. A hot pink dresser stood against one wall and the single window was covered by pale yellow drapes. My room reflected me well, showing off my love of all things colorful.
Having calmed down enough that the pain receded, I carefully stood and opened my door, making my way quickly past the bathroom and towards the steps. "You'd better have donuts Nik! I'm not kidding, if you're screwing with me, we're gonna have problems," I yelled, stomping down the stairs. I heard my brother laughing in the living room as I passed by, headed towards the bright kitchen. When I stepped inside, I had to shield my eyes, the way I did every morning. The artificial white light from the ceiling lamp bounced off the sunshine yellow walls, making it seem as if the sun was in the room with me. I threw open the also yellow curtains and sighed, looking out at the dreary day which, once again, failed to match the cheerfulness of our kitchen.
"Of course it's raining. Isn't it always?" I turned around gloomily, immediately brightening when I saw my cat, Sissy, sitting on the table staring at me. I yelled her name, and like the smart cat she is, she ran. I chuckled, then brightened even more when I saw what she had been sitting in front of.
DONUTS! I am so in love with donuts. I threw the box open and pulled out my favorite kind, glazed chocolate chocolate chip. I practically inhaled about three of them, then closed the box just in time for Leah to walk into the kitchen, crimson hair swinging around her head freely. "You ready to go?" she asked. I nodded and threw my backpack onto my back and followed her out the back door, ignoring the rain that pelted my head as I followed her to our red SUV.
The ride to school took only five minutes, but the silence between us made it seem like hours. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my sister tossing me worried looks. We parked at the school, but instead of getting out to go our separate ways, we sat there, neither of us wanting to speak first.
After a moment or two, she cleared her throat and turned towards me. "Xandria, did you have another one of those…" Her voice trailed off as I nodded. "I'm sorry. I know Lana was never overly concerned with them, but I really think you should see someone about them." I flinched at her name, barely even registering the rest of what she said. Leah caught on, albeit a little to late, and slapped her hand over her mouth. "Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't even thinking, "She said, hugging me tight. I let her, fighting back tears, until she released me and got out, coming around to open my door for me. "Sweetie, I'm sorry. Come on, please try and have a good day."
I got out as well, nodding in agreement though I was doubtful, and followed her to the office, slamming the car door behind me. I sighed, because whether I would admit it or not, I was scared.