Okay! I'm starting a new story! I know I've got two others going already, but I keep thinking of random scenes for this one, and I really want to write it. This is just the intro and character info, but I hope to have chap. 1 out soon.
Name: Faye Marie Valentine
Age: 16
Height: 5'7''
Hair: Waist length; curly; black-brown (with black/blue/silver/green streaks)
Eyes: Violet
Background: Embry's cousin. Her mother is Embry's aunt, and her father is Quileute. She used to live on the rez, but her mother took her away to North Carolina when she was eight, after her father died. She sings, plays guitar and piano, draws, and plays softball, volleyball, and soccer. Loves to play manhunt. She is fun and crazy, but she has very low self confidence, and fakes happiness so others don't know. She's not clumsy, but tends to run into stuff or trip over things.
Introduction: Business Trip
The trunk of a 2009 mustang slammed shut, soon followed by a woman's voice calling loudly to the young girl who was sitting on the porch swing with her legs tucked under her, and a large book in her lap. She tucked a long strand of curly mahogany hair behind her ear and continued reading as her mother's voice reached her ears.
"I'm leaving, Faye."
She didn't reply. Elizabeth was walking to Netherfield to visit Jane.
"There's credit cards on the kitchen counter."
Silence. Elizabeth, after taking out the other two zombies, cut the third's head off.
"I'm going to be away for at least six months."
Faye's eyes flicked up.
"I'll call you whenever I get a chance. I don't know when that'll be."
Her mother slid into the car.
"Goodbye Faye. I love you."
Psh, yeah. Then why don't you stay home for once?
Faye watched with blank eyes as her mother pulled out of the driveway, quickly leaving her alone for the third time that year.
And she's going…going…gone!
Faye jumped up from the swing and raced inside, book forgotten. She bounded up the stairs, two at a time, darting through the house to her bedroom. Pressing the 1 on speed dial, she jabbed the speaker button, threw the phone onto her bed, and dove underneath the piece of furniture for her suitcase and duffel bag.
"Cello?" a voice answered lazily from the other end.
"The Eagle has left the nest!" Faye shouted excitedly, shoving clothes into the suitcase.
The voice on the other end perked up significantly. "Finally! Are you really seriously about going?"
A silly grin appeared on Faye's face. "As a heart attack."
She finished with the clothes and began shoving books and other items into the duffel bag, like i-pod, cell phone, cds, laptop, and other recreational things.
"Okay," replied the phone. "Call me when you get there, and I'll be up to visit as soon as I can get away from the parental units. Love you, babe, and I'll see you soon."
Faye picked up the phone and turned the speaker off, pressing it back up to her ear.
"Love you too Jayce. If you're not up there by next month, I'll personally drag you there myself."
When she disconnected, Faye set the phone down on her dresser and ran back through the house, grabbing her purse and credit cards as she went. Turning in the doorway to give her house a final once-over, she closed and locked the door behind her. Popping the trunk of her car, she threw her suitcase in, and tossed the duffel in the passenger's seat. Sliding behind the wheel, she started the engine and happily slammed the door behind her.
LaPush, here I come.