"These violent delights have violent ends"
While I know, I have another story going, this story just seemed fun to write.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is twilight only the characters that I create
Nova's Pov:
Breathing in the cold air of Alaska, Nova, moved closer to her window.
Molten silver eyes drifted lazily over the snowy landscape. Huffing a breath of air, lightly tanned arms hanging out the window. Suddenly, her arms pushed against the window sill with force. A head of strikingly raspberry colored thick hair poked out the window. Waves tangling into curls tumbled down and around a curved feminine waist covered in a baggy Queens shirt.
Blaring in the background was none other than Twilight: Eclipse. 'dirty little secret of mine I love me some twilight while sick as fuck.'
Moving back into her room name glanced at the flat screen tv 'ahh, here we have Bella and her punch of kung fu fury. Guurl should have stuck with the hot wolfie. Such a shame she goes for stand in the corner and watch you while you sleep creep.'
Moving to the warmth of her tie-dyed colored comforter. Nova grabbed the red liquid classified as cough syrup. Eyeing it wearily, 'For real has anyone died from this nasty slush? This is seriously so gross.' Chugging the cherry flavored cough syrup with a dramatic gag.
Nova flopped ungracefully into her bed. Hugging a pillow close to her face sighing contently, eyes half open 'Can't something interesting happen for a chance? Literally living in the middle of nowhere in a cabin working as a waitress at a Forgo series looking fucking diner. At the age 21, single with the love for tequila. And with a bachelor's degree in psychology no less. How sad, I have become Bridget jones in the fucking flesh.'
Eyes closing shut, ears distantly listening to twilight in the background luring her into a void of black.
Moaning and tossing around like a dead fish out of water, Nova woke up. Right arm brushing against the cold wooden floor. Goosebumps rising at the draft across the floor. 'Wait a fucking minute. The floor beside my bed has an expensive mandala rug.'
Moving quickly to sit up Nova glanced around in wild panic. The room was a light lavender color queen bed pushed against the wall closet to the window. 'Oh well fucking look my kidnapper must have stolen my tie-dyed comforter for comfort as they go silence of the lambs on my ass.' Standing up Nova moved more around the room a dark wooden dresser pushed against the left wall. Pictures of pressed dried flowers, butterflies hung around the walls and a bookshelf. A flat screen on the wall closet to the window.
Glancing at the small dresser beside the bed Nova moved swiftly tilting her head in utter disbelief. There sitting on the table was a fucking fruit basket with a gold balloon tied to it with a letter with a red wax seal fancy figures mirroring one another. 'who the fuck uses wax seals any more other than the hipsters and stay at home bored moms?'
Tanned fingers moved to snatch the letter open. Ripping the seal and envelope apart in haste. Frantic disbelief rippled through name. Handing shaking, gripping the pages tightly between her fingers. Leaning against the bed. Reading the letter aloud in shock.
'Dearest Nova,
You say you wanted a change in your life? Change is here. In a world, not of your own. You must be looking around your surrounding while reading this. You are in the world known as Twilight. A world you are familiar with I am sure. Some events have already come to past, but you are in the moment that falls between the realm of the first twilight movie and the second give or take 8 or 9 months. You being in this world will affect the outcome of what is to be and happen. If you so choose to do it that is. You can live in this world and ignore the events that play out as planned. Or change them. (Though, I would go with changing these events, they are rather dull.) Think of this as your wish come true.
The house in which you are standing in is yours. You do have one living relative if that comforts you.
I suppose you would know his name, Jasper whitlock. He is your great-great-grandfather. Who does not know he has family so close yet.
You are 18 years old and have just finished your home schooling courses for high school.
By know you must realize you are currently new to the wonderful town of forks, Washington! Currently it is summer time. Look around and explore. Once the summer is over you'll have time to yourself before deciding on what you want to do. All of our wonderful Twilight individuals are still in high school.
P.S. Have I mentioned you live right by Bella Swan? Who has already taken a liking to you and who you are hanging out with for lunch today at 3 sharp. And the vampires are already wanting to know who you are, meaning wolf boy wants to know too!
P.S.S. There is a bank account set up for you supplying you all the money you may need. It is under the N. Whitlock. Good luck!
Signed,
Your fairy Godmother!
"Soooo, of all the worlds my fairy godmother decided to put me in." Finally moving to pace around the room, one hand tugging harshly on her bird nest of a hair. "she puts me in the fucking dumbest one! Why couldn't I be on one of those lords of the ring Mary fucking sue characters going on a quest with a hot elf with fabulous hair and mother fucking Aragorn!?"
Screaming in frustration and finally throwing her head out into the cool air of the window that happened to be directing the street on which she lived on. That currently had children getting out of a bright yellow elementary school bus with their awaiting parents. Quickly turning to watch her.
"WHY COULDN'T I BE SOMEWHERE BETTER!"
Parents watched as a vibrant maroon wild hair, red faced girl yelled out the window into the rain hitting her face dramatically. Tsking their disapproval, already starting gossip.
"What a weird girl. That house hasn't been lived in for 10 years!"
"I wonder who she is, look at her. A complete wacko already!"
"Looks too young to be living by herself."
"I heard the house was built by a witch! Said only a witch could live in that pink house. Like Practical magic voodoo!"
"Oh, I heard that too! Wasn't the last one to live there an actual witch who dealt with the voodoo tarot cards!"
Nova quickly shoved her head back into her room. "I don't even get a choice at this point. May as well do something today than. Maybe it's just all a dream pleaaase."
Moving to the bathroom attached to her room, Nova glanced in the mirror. Sighing in relief that she at least still looked like herself well sort of. Her face was still the same shape a bit slimmer, eyes the same bright silver that was passed down in her family. Still had a button nose with the right side pierced with 2 light opal blue gems. Lips that formed a slight pout with a piercing sitting directly in the center of her lower lip. A light blue opal catching the light as she smiled lightly
Touching her Ashley piercing, mumbling "Thank god I still have my piercings. Guess I should get ready for a fun filled bored day with Bella fucking god."
After showering. Nova dressed in a long sleeved black shirt with a pair tie-dyed pair of sweats that hugged her legs "Fuck it, I'm not in the mood to dress up." Applying a light coat of foundation, a touch of liquid black eyeliner wings and mascara and matte marron colored lip stick. Walking into the closet to grab a bright pair of red flats. Taking the towel off that was wrapped around her hair, watching the beautiful red curls and waves fall curled around her waist.
Moving out of the room into the off-white colored hallway walls decorated with random vintage things scattered about. Books placed randomly on shelves. Jars with random things places about. Pictures of all kinds placed around the reminder of the walls room. The house was already beautiful walking down the staircase feeling the designs wrapped around it.
The home literally remained you of Practical magic, the rooms even resembled the movie. It held warmth that was already comforting. Breathing in deeply you could smell herbs, rose and vanilla. The house felt like a mystery you were ready to explore.
Moving to the door, Nova grabbed the olive-green jacket with fake hot pink lined fur jacket. The warmth of the jacket warming her as she braced herself to the rainy walk to her red jeep Cherokee. Getting in she reversed out moving to in left direction down the road hoping that Bella was the neighbor on the left and not the right. Quickly flashing a fake cheerful smile and small wave to the parents that gathered their children from the bus. Giving you the false smiles and judgmental looks. 'Ahh suburban moms can't get enough of them. Bitches, should have a reality show on them. The real housewives of forks! Pssh'
Bella's house was thankfully down the left side of the roads 15 minutes from your house. It looked like a nice home, if anything it looked more beautiful in person. It seemed the little time Nova had been here she noticed that it all almost felt real. 'Maybe that cough syrup was laced with something to be having such an intense weird dream like this. I'm seriously handling this dream like a fucking boss.'
By the time, Nova pulled up, a figure was already waiting outside huddled into their jacket. Nova rolled down the passenger window, in confusion and amazement. 'THIS is what Bella fucking swan looks like' Nova titled her head looking over Bella 'the girl everyone drools over here and I can almost see why.' Aside from how Bella was portrayed in the movies, this Bella had more soft features less awkwardness to her. Her dark hair flowed down her shoulders in careless waves, with doe like eyes. A soft tilted smile, blush, and soft voice
"Hey Nova."
'What the fuck have I gotten myself into. I knew I shouldn't have taken that cough syrup it was probably old!' Nova's eyes widened panic finally setting in
Well there you have it. First chapter down more to go.
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