(an: I DONT OWN ANYTHING OF STEPHENIE MEYERS!!!)
I woke up that morning to a usual gloomy day. It seemed as though it always rained in Forks, Washington… it didn't matter to me. I just loved looking out the window and seeing the rain dance on the leaves, so elegantly beautiful, as if every drop was choreographed.
"No, it's Monday?!" I exclaimed in horror as I looked at the calendar that hung on the wall of my lavender painted room.
I hated Mondays, come to think of it I hated every day of the week except for Wednesday. Because in Forks Intermediate school we have block days, Wednesdays we had two hours of first, third and fifth period while Thursdays we had two hours of second, fourth, and sixth. They are better known, to me, as the Wednesday of happiness (only because we have a BEUATIFUL 7th grader named Andrew in my first period web design class) and the Thursday of doom (including two hours of math, P.E., and science (which would be bearable if P.E. and science had different teachers))
I took a shower and put on my layered shirt, my jeans, and my signature accessory, the headband. Of course when I go down stairs I have a note from my mom.
Tiffany,
I will be working late so have something from the fridge for dinner, and that means no cereal! I love you!
Mom
I grabbed a bowl out of the cupboard and started assembling my cereal. I picked up my favorite book, Twilight, to read while having my breakfast. As soon as that was done I grabbed my backpack and headed for the door.
The bus stop seemed like miles away when walking to it but in actuality it was less than 500 feet. I took my usual lonely spot under the white sign that read: "School bus stop". Of course the bus was late, the one day I forget to bring an umbrella its pouring down rain.
As the bus finally got to me I took the small three steps up to see the bus was empty as all days. I was the first one on and the last one off. I sat by the emergency exits and watched as the other kids from different stops started getting on. Finally I looked up, and there was Andrew. I nearly fainted at his appearance, messy brown hair with big blue eyes and perfectly chiseled features (no one knew what his abs looked like though, because he always hid them in baggy long-sleeved shirts).
He looked over at me with a kind of awkward smile on his face.
"Hi." He said as if the words couldn't have come out of his mouth any faster.
"Hi." I replied, of course my brain was melting and that's the only word I could think of.
We sat in silence on the bus, two rows apart, until finally we got to school. I looked at the opening to see a familiar face smiling at me. It was molly. My best friend for over a year now, meeting me out front as she always did. Her red curls bouncing up and down over her brown eyes and her short figure standing straight up. I ran up and hugged her.