No one that I know of have done this story yet so I'm going to go ahead and claim the plot. I do not own the characters though they belong to Steph. Meyers.
Sorry if it's really OOC.
Hearing the screeching sound of my alarm clock going off I stumbled from my bed. My tired brain tried to convince me that my time would be better spent sleeping for another hour or so, but I knew at some small level that I would regret giving into that desire. Like a drunk just coming home from the tavern I made my way to the bathroom so that I could take a shower. After missing the doorway and knocking my brains out onto the floor and suffering an intense pain for several minutes; I got in and the warmth of the water didn't help to wake my still slumbering limbs.
I observed that it was indeed raining cats and dogs, much like every other day here in Forks, Washington, and sighed. I skipped right over putting on makeup, or doing my hair (not like I ever really did either of those things) and walked towards the bus stop. Gas is way too pricey these days to not except a free ride. Oh and a hundred fifty bucks for a parking space? Please, they must be joking.
Today is my first day as a junior at Forks High... I feel old.
By the time the bus arrived I probably looked like a drowned sewer rat. It isn't like I go to any great lengths to look good so it wouldn't be that big of an ordeal if it wasn't so humid in the school. Wet clothes and sticky air are the most horrible combination ever.
I ran inside the building when I exited the bus (not like it would make a difference) to avoid more rain.
The day seemed to pass fairly quick and nothing out of the ordinary happened. Apparently there were a couple new kids. They were in for a lot of harassment (at the time I had no idea just how much) considering nothing interesting ever happened here in the land of nobody-has-ever-heard-of-it Forks. Lunch time had rolled around and I only had one class left after this. I pulled the book I had chosen from my teacher's shelf, for our project on a choice novel in English class, and began reading it.
Out of my peripheral I got a glimpse of a god walking among men. I turned my head fully to get a good view of him, at the moment not caring if he caught me staring, and saw that my short glimpse did him absolutely no justice. His hair was a bronze tornado that made his emerald green eyes stand out and his skin seemed to be free of blemishes of any kind. He wore a tight, green, long-sleeved shirt that matched the color of his eyes and loose, black sweat pants with a pair of black, high-top converse.
There was another beautiful, blond male standing next to him. They seemed to be searching for a place to sit. Each guy went a their own way after having a short, angry conversation. The angry, annoyed expression on the god's face made me want to go ask what was wrong, but then I remembered that it was none of my business.
When he started toward my table I thought I was going to have a heart attack. He finally made it over and I was paralyzed by his mere presence. He asked nicely if he could sit at my table with me and I became confused. There was no way this guy was a loner like me. The way he avoided eye contact with anyone else in the room and tried to blend into the background said otherwise.
That is how I met Edward Masen Jr.
Months went by and we found that we had quite a bit in common. We both loved classical music, reading and silence. Neither of us ever felt the need to fill the silence with mindless chatter. It wasn't long before my feelings seemed to change from just a simple crush to something more. I had fallen in love with Edward, my mysterious and beautiful...friend.
Tonight we had plans to study for the biology test coming up and I planned to tell Edward about my feelings for him. His parents weren't supposed to be home so maybe if he feels the same way we could get to know each other... in that way. I tried not to get my hopes up but I couldn't help it. This was the first time I had ever felt this way about anyone.
I practically danced to the front door of the impressive, two story house Edward lived in. I knocked and when no one came to the door I tried the door handle and found the door was open. After stepping inside and putting my stuff down I heard a thump and heavy panting. Immediatly I ran toward the noise thinking that Edward had fallen and hurt himself.
What I should've done when no one answered the door is walked away and rescheduled our study session but that isn't what I did.
Soon I was outside Edward's room and pushing his door open in a hurry to see if he was okay. What I saw I will never forget. Edward's six foot four frame was hovering over a shorter boy maybe a year younger than us. He was screwing the smaller boy straight into the mattress and sucking on his neck. The smaller boy had his legs over Edward's shoulders and was moaning and clawing at the black sheets. I finally recognized the small boy as Alec Voltouri, a rich, freshman boy that went to our school.
Tears stung the back of my eyes as I left. Neither one of them had ever noticed that I had been standing there witnessing what they were doing. Running to my car after grabbing my stuff I hopped in and tore out of the driveway. I was going too fast and I knew it, but I didn't feel like slowing down even though I couldn't see a thing with all the tears in my eyes and rain on my windshield. Red and blue lights were flashing behind me... Charlie?
Before I knew it I was hydroplaning and I had lost complete control. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as my truck sped off the road and straight toward a large tree. I tried turning into the skid, but it was too late.
I can't believe it's over...
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