Okay, so this is my first story that I've posted here so please feel free to tell me what you think...both negative and positive comments are always accepted. This story's about Kristy (which is probably the only character I own) and Jacob, but this isn't like the other Jacob stories you might have read before. So, please just give it a chance. This is a story based on the amazing characters of the Twilight series which is own completely by Stephenie Meyer. Sadly the only character I own is Kristy.
Chapter 1: A New Place to Call Home
After a year of putting up with all the crap her ex-boyfriend had put her through Kristy was finally breaking away from him and as she past the 'Welcome to Forks' sign she knew that she would finally be able to start over and forget her past mistakes. She sighed as heavy raindrops began to hit her windshield and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Well, I guess I should get used to this."
She couldn't believe that she had finally been able to pull herself away from her sunny LA home and traded everything in so that she could start a new life in La Push, a place where it rained more often then most cities in the US combined. She had told herself a long time ago that she would never come back to La Push and all the confines of the reservation, but with everything that had happened in the last year or two she couldn't help but think that this was a place that she could start anew.
Within a half hour she was passing some of the familiar places she had visited while she was growing up and visiting her grandparents. She couldn't help but smile as she saw the familiar two story that had been her home for so many summers; it was one of the only things her grandparents had had left when they had both died and it was the one thing that actually belonged to her now and no one else.
As she pulled her car into the drive she felt all her memories of this place, some good and some bad, begin to flood back into the forefront of her mind and as she got out of the car to look around she couldn't help but think about how much she stood out; even her car didn't fit in with it's surrounding and she was now supposed to adapt to a place she hadn't even seen or heard about in the last nine years. She walked up the old wooden steps, smiling as she thought about how everything seemed to come full circle in her life.
When she opened the door she wasn't surprised when a blanket of dust showered down upon her. 'Great, just great' she thought as she tried her best to wipe the dust of her clothes; she now officially hated how her life was turning out. She walked the rest of the way into the house, pulling her suitcases behind her, and couldn't help but wrinkle her nose at the smell of the place. She knew from the beginning that this place would need some fixing up, especially since it had just sat for over three years with no one living in it.
Leaving her suitcases in the hallway she made her way into what would soon be the living room and, although it was still raining outside, cracked a few of the windows to let some fresh air in and some of the musty air out. She looked around the room and was a little surprised at how well everything held up. As she continued to walk and look around at what she would now be calling home she couldn't help but think that not everything needed as much fixing up as she had initially thought it would.
As she took her quick look around she turned on lights, glad that she had notified the electric company before moving in, and opening up the rest of the house, hoping that more of the fresh air would seep in. After taking a full look around the whole downstairs area she went back out to her car and continued to unpack the few boxes that currently held only her essentials, which she had put there early that morning; everything else she owned would be arriving in two days by a moving truck. She only hoped that everything arrived in one piece.
When she was done unpacking her suitcases and most of the boxes it was still early so she decided that she would take a walk along the beach. That was one of the good things about La Push; you could get beach front property without paying millions of dollars. When she finally descended the stone steps that led down to the gray sand and murky water she kicked off her shoes so that she could feel the grainy sand squish between her toes. The sand of La Push was the complete opposite of the white sand of the California beaches she had spent so much of her free time at. The sand in La Push was darker; as if dirty in a way and, as she looked out into the ocean, she couldn't help but think that the water looked almost frightening.
She continued walking down the beach until she came upon an old log; it looked safe enough so she decided to sit on it cautiously. She looked out at the water and was amazed at how soothing everything seemed to be. It was all so calm compared to the hectic life of LA that she had grown so accustomed to. She sat there for what seemed like hours just watching the sun begin to set beautifully against the darkening water, she was amazed at the beautiful contrast the murky water and cloudy sky made.
Looking out at the water made her zone out to the extent that she didn't notice the dog approach until she felt it's cold nose push against her hand. It was a beautiful golden retriever, its long fur coat shining in the light that the setting sun cast upon it. She lifted her hand and began to pet its head and said in a voice she usually used when addressing small children, "Hey, boy, what are you doing out here by yourself?"
"Girl, actually," she heard a husky voice say from down the beach. The guy was huge and the way the light hit him made him look a little frightening; she could tell just by looking at him that he had to be well over 6'5" and was extremely muscular. As he approached she couldn't help but stand, getting ready to run in case he tried something. She was too used to the guys from LA, a girl always had to be careful out there, and she wasn't yet used to her new safer surroundings.
She smiled as the guy now stood right in front of her and seeing his equally bright smile she leaned back down to continue petting his dog. She waited a few more minutes for him to say something, anything really, to break the awkward silence that was now passing between them, but when he didn't say anything about the dog's name she looked up and was about to ask about it, but look in his eyes was somewhat frightening to her. The way he was looking at her, it was as if she was someone he had just spent his whole life looking for and there she was, just standing in front of him. She continued to look into his eyes for a few more second and watched as both hesitation and disbelief also appeared in those large, dark eyes.
She wondered what it was about this man that had her so captivated that she couldn't even think about looking away from him. There was only one way to find out more about him and that was to actually ask him questions, now only if she could get her mouth to move.
