Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I really ever, own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer owns it. I only own the OCs involved.
A/N: Hope you guys will like it so far. Just decided to include the preface with Chapter 1. :)
Preface
I'd never thought about mythical things. I'd never believed in them. But then again it's not like I wish I had never met her. My immersion into the world of myths was a joyous one. But only because she immersed me into it. But I had never wished to die. Until now, as a sacrifice to save her. I only wanted her to continue existing. With that I swallowed the fears I had of my impending doom. For my best friend. For her.
Chapter 1 – Eyes (Bella's POV)
I was home alone. It was dark and very cold for Scottsdale. Tonight, I had ended up doing odd end chores such as the laundry, cleaning the windows, cleaning the table, folding clothes, and many other "exciting" tasks. The whole time I felt...watched. Like someone was standing right behind me, staring at me. But every time I turned, nobody was there. 'I must be losing my mind.' I thought.
While I waited for the laundry to finish and the pizza delivery person to get here, I sat on the porch. I looked out at the barrenness. I was glad I had ended up deciding against going to Forks. But then again being alone with Renee and Phil gone was just...wrong. I whirled around, that feeling of someone watching me was getting stronger.
After many more glances over my shoulder I was elated to escape to the door to let in the pizza guy. I took my time writing the check and taking the pizza. When I couldn't delay any longer, I let him leave and went to eat and fold clothes. I tried to ignore that ever constant feeling of eyes boring into my back. It was summer break, I should just relax.
The Next Day
I checked the calendar. Phil and Renee weren't coming home for 2 more months. I sighed and went outside. I got in the silver Volkswagen EOS convertible that Phil had gotten me when he got his first, big pay check after getting signed to that baseball team. I thanked him although I didn't really care. At least nobody laughed at my car any more.
I drove to the Grand Canyon National Park. A few hours drive away from my home. I came here a lot because of forests around. After parking I walked as far away from all the people as I could. I saw a very attractive looking girl, about 17, that stood in the shade of trees. Her dark red hair was layered and fell to a few inches below her shoulders. She was very pale, very beautiful, and looked graceful even when she wasn't moving. My mind immediately jumped to the conclusion that she must be Irish. 'I wonder what color eyes she has...' I wondered idly as I stopped about 20 feet from her. She had her back to me. Then suddenly her head turned in a invisible movement. I gasped as I looked at her eyes. I turned and ran.
Her eyes were a terrifying, vibrant shade of an already shocking color.
Crimson.
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Should the girl with the "terrifying eyes" be named Krista or Kimi?
