Ok so this idea has been in my head for a while now and I just decided to go for it.
This story takes place a few days AFTER Isaac gets arrested and is now a fugitive.
Ava White-5'6", Auburn hair, brown eyes, 17, a junior, loves history, to sing and dance.
Both parents were just killed in a car accident. Ava has had to leave her home town; La Crosse, WI to move in with her Uncle Ben who lives in Beacon Hills, California.
"Are you sure you want to start school tomorrow?" asked Uncle Ben as I hung up my clothes in my new room. Looking over at him I shrugged, "Gotta start some time." I said. "Yeah but why not take a few days and start next week." He said leaning on the door frame. "You have to go to work and I really don't want to be by myself." I said. Uncle Ben just nodded. "Understandable." he added.
After Uncle Ben left me to my own devices, my cell rang letting me know I had a text. "Skycap with me!" it read. Smiling I booted up my laptop and thought about my life back home.
Flashback
"I understand why your parents made your uncle your guardian but that was like ten years ago, so why can't you stay here with us?" asked Tasha as she sat on what was left of my bed. "I don't know either, trust me I would rather be here than there!" I said folding my clothes. "My mom said you could stay." Tasha added. I sighed, "Uncle Ben says that we need each other, that family should be with family." I said back. "Yeah well, you're my family. You're our family." Tasha shot back. I finally smiled for the first time sense my parents' accident. "And you are mine."
End of flashback
Beep…Beep…Beep…
"Hey Bubbles!" Tasha shouted as she came on screen. I smiled, "Hey Gorgeous!" I said back. "Whatcha doin?" Tasha asked. "Unpacking and trying to decided what I should wear tomorrow." I said. Tasha smiled, "Well you are talking to the right girl then!" Tasha was the fashionable one out of the group; she was the go to girl when you had a date or special event.
After talking to Tasha for an hour and figuring out what to wear, I decided to call it a night and head to bed.
"A new day and a new start." I whispered to myself. Looking over at my nightstand I saw the picture of my parents and me, it was taken a week before the accident. "I miss you." I whispered out loud and closed my eyes.
People always say that my musics loud, sorry for party rocking
Nighbours complain saying turn it down! sorry for party rocking
Haters don't like we got the spotlight, sorry for party rocking
When they talk shit, we just pick a line, sorry for party rocking
Rang out from my alarm clock at 6:30 am. Sighing I hit the off button and started to get ready, going with Tasha's suggestion of a black lace grandpa cardigan, blue jeans, and black converse.
After saying bye to Uncle Ben I headed out the door to my new car. Uncle Ben and I had talked it over and after what had happened my parents; Uncle Ben wanted to make sure I had a reliable vehicle to drive. We went to the dealership and I fell in love with the Ford Escape. She's black with leather seats and a moon roof. I had to have her.
Driving to school took less than ten minutes, as I parked I scoped out the layout. Lots of different cars were in the parking lot including a weird looking Jeep that had seen better days. As I walked across the lot a Porsche speeds down the line, nearly hitting me. After parking the car, a hot guy gets out glaring at me, "You almost messed up my car!" he shouted. I raised my eye brows, wide eyed at him, "I what? I almost messed up your ride?! You almost killed me!" I shouted stepping closer to him. Now it was the guy's turned to raise his eye brow, "Do you know who I am?" he asked. I crossed my arms, "No. Should I?" I asked. Again an eye brow was raised, "I'm…" before he could finish I held up my hand stopping him, "I don't know who you are and frankly I don't care. You almost killed me with your damn car and that's all I care about. The past month as been hell on earth for me and you are not helping. So how about I just walk away and we never speak again? Sound good? Good!" I shouted and walked around him to the building.
After getting my schedule and finding my locker, I tried to figure out where my first class was. "You must be new." said a voice behind me. Turning around I saw a brunette with long loose beach waves closing up her locker. "What gave it away?" I asked with a smile. The girl came up to me and took a look at my schedule. "Sweet, looks like you have English first. Me too!" she said. I smiled at her, "Ava." I said. "Allison." She said back.
While in English Allison let me know that she also had Gym, Chemistry, Lunch, and History with me. "I'll show you where Spanish is." She said taking a seat. I smiled and nodded. "So far I have met a jackass and a new friend, not bad." I thought to myself as class started.
After Spanish Allison; along with a red head were waiting for me. "Ava this is Lydia." Allison said making interdictions. I nodded at the red head as she looked me up and down. "I like the top but the shoes are terrible!" said Lydia. I shrugged, "That's what my friend Asha said. But they're comfy." I said. Allison smiled and nudged Lydia, "Comfort is always better." she said. "Heels get you noticed." Lydia said as she started down the hall. "I don't think she has to worry about being noticed." I whispered to Allison who smiled and nodded.
As we walked down the stairs to head to Gym, I literally walked into another body. "Sorry." I said. "No…it was my fault." said the body. Allison started laughing, "Stiles, this is Ava. Ava, Stiles." she said. "Hi." I said with a smile. Stiles smiled back, "So this is the new girl huh?" he asked. I raised an eye brow, "Yeah…." I said. Stiles held up his hands in surrender, "Allison mentioned you in Economics and….word spread about a girl who stood up to Jason this morning." Stiles added. "Jason?" I asked. "The tall good looking guy who has every girl wanting him." said Stiles with an eye roll. "Oh the jackass that almost ran me over this morning? He's not the cute." I said as I linked arms with Allison and walked off. I heard footsteps behind us and Stiles soon joined us. "He's not that cute? I think you're the first girl to ever say that!" Stiles said stunned. I shrugged and kept walking. "There you are." said a guy in front of us. Allison stopped in her tracks and smiled then frowned, I looked from her to the guy and back. "You ok?" I asked. Allison looked at me, "Ava this is Scott. Scott, Ava." She said and than continued down the hall with me in tow.
Scott POV
"She smells different." I thought to myself as I watched the new girl walk off with Allison. Stiles looked at me and then after the girls. "What is it?" he asked. "She doesn't smell like the other girls." I said still watching the girls walk off. Stiles gave me a look, "What do you mean?" he asked. I shock my head, "She just smells different." I said.
Ava POV
Allison was nice enough to loan me her extra gym clothes, as we changed I couldn't help but ask, "So you and Scott use to go out?" I asked. Allison paused while tying her shoes, "Yeah, we broke up a few weeks ago." she said. "Sorry." I said. Allison shrugged. "You still like him so I don't understand why you broke up with him." said Lydia as she waited for us. "We both thought it was best." Allison said. "So that means Scott is fair game?" asked a blond girl leaning up against the lockers. Allison looked at her and shrugged, "Yeap." She added. The blond smiled, "Good to know." she said leaving the locker room. I looked at Allison, "Who's the bitch?" I asked. Allison smiled, "That would be Erica."
"Are you any good at Chemistry?" Allison asked as we wandered to class. "A little, I was getting a B at my old school." I said as we entered the class room. I went up the teacher to introduce myself. "Mr. Harris, my name is Ava White." I said politely. Mr. Harris looked up from his desk and sighed, "Convert 75 degrees Celsius to Fahrenheit." I looked at him, "I'm sorry?" I asked. "Convert 75 degrees Celsius to Fahrenheit." Mr. Harris repeated. I gave him a look. "Uh…75 Celsius is…167 in Fahrenheit." I said. The teacher looked taken back, "Not bad." He said under his breath, standing up he handed me a book, "Have a seat next to Max." he added. I looked over and saw a guy wave to me, "That must be Max." I thought. Taking a seat Max introduced himself, "As you already know I'm Max." he said with a smile. I grinned back, "Nice to meet you, I'm Ava." I said back. "I was wondering when I was going to get a new partner." Max said. "You didn't have one?" I asked. Max glanced around the room and leaned into me, "I had one. But he's not here anymore." Max whispered. I looked at him, "Where is he?" I asked. Max looked me straight in the eye, "He killed his dad and broke out of jail. He's on run now." He whispered. "Who is?" I asked. "Isaac Lahey." Max said.
I know…I know…No Isaac in this chapter but I wanted to establish my OC character. What do you think?
Ava's top-Vanity Lace Grandpa Cardigan- Item# AKG65H79
