Alessa and Nicole Rossi.
My best friend is my younger sister, Nicole, What can I hate about her? She's a mini-me, I have raised her while Mom fought with Dad every time they saw each other. She's sixteen years old already, my baby is growing up so fast I feel like tearing up. Ugh, I sound like mom. Anyways, I'm Alessa Rossi, the older sister. I was born in April 16 and I'm eighteen years old. Back at my old school, I was the popular girl, I never liked the attention I received. My friends told me that I looked like a model, that's why I got the attention. I remember when my gym teacher started to touch me and used the excuse of 'I'm just helping you', fucking pedophile. I went to clubs almost every night, living my life.
Well that was until mom decided to be a bitch and take us to Fucks- I mean Forks. She did this because she wanted to be with her new boyfriend, whoever-Swan, they have been together for about three years now. She wanted to see him in real life and not just on the screen of her computer.
I hate you mom, you and your love life.
I always thought this wasn't going to work, I mean Mom and Charlie, Long-distance relationships always end. I'm Nicole, the younger sister, I'm the talented sister between the two of us, no joke. Alessa's only talents are taking pictures of herself and making friends, that's all. On the other hand, I can draw, I play instruments, I can sing, I can dance, I can do this, I can do that. I love my sister but sometimes she pisses me off, like now, she's acting like a spoiled girl about this whole moving thing, fighting with mom every time she can and throwing things around. I'm like 'Bitch, calm down' but she won't listen.
Forks seems like a pretty good place for me, It's small and boring-looking but I like it, it's my style. This place looks haunted though. I couldn't sleep at all, there was a wolf right under my window, like literally, It felt like the wolf was howling into my ear. Die wolf, die!