Sunlight poured into the window early in the morning, as a young witch began her morning routine. Isabella Swan had moved into her father's house a week ago due to her mother remarrying. At first her mother was reluctant for her to go live with her father but after some persuasion her mother let her go. Her mother was the one who brought her up in the witchcraft life, as her father was not one to really believe in witchcraft (though he respected it). As the young witch began to stretched she noticed a breeze that wasn't there before. Glancing at her window she was surprised to see that it was open, knowing that she left it closed last night. Assuming that some woodland creatures opened it to see the new arrival to town she was not as worried. Though she would raise the defenses on the house. After closing the window she picked out her outfit for the day and went to the bathroom to take a shower. It was a little weird sharing the bathroom with her father but she didn't mind that much. Finishing up her clean up routine she grabs her backpack from her room and heads downstairs to start making breakfast for her father and herself. Moving to the kitchen she felt herself begin to relax a bit. The kitchen was always her favorite place to be as she loved to bake. Letting out a sigh she makes two omelets and sets them on the table. Digging into hers she notices that her father is still asleep. Deciding to let him sleep in she puts his omelet in the oven to keep it warm. She then cleans her plate and puts it away before putting on her shoes and grabbing her car keys. Locking the door she places her hand on the wooden frame before saying a few words in old latin that her mother taught her. To keep her house safe from evil and protected from darkness. Giving a satisfied hum she gets in her car and makes her way to the school. It was her first day at the new school, due to her arriving just as spring break started. She was a little nervous to say the least but her father was confident that she would have a good time.
As she continued to drive she started worrying about her truck. The poor thing was moving too slow for a normal truck and made this weird 'tac tac' sound when she drove it. Maybe she could get it fixed over the weekend. Patting the steering wheel she pulled into the school parking lot and found a spot to park. Grabbing her bag she took a deep breath before getting out of her truck. Looking up at the small building she let out the breath and gave a small smile. At least the school is small. Locking her truck she made her way to the front office to get her schedule. As she stepped into the office she felt a sense of home engulf her. Deciding to ignore the feeling she makes her was up the counter to greet the lady. Receiving her schedule was easier than it had been at her old school in Phoenix. Giving a small hum she made her way to her class with no problems. As the day went on she came to really like her teachers. As lunch came around she had already found herself ushered into a nice group of people. Meeting all these new people was a little overwhelming but it was nothing she couldn't handle. The young witch glanced around before her eyes landed on a table in the far corner. 5 inhumanly beautiful people sat there seemingly unmoving, but still enough to look human. She knew what they are, her mother engraved into her head from a young age that there are different types of creatures out there. Giving a satisfied hum she turned back to her human friends and leaned into the table.
"Jessica, how are those people at the far end of the cafeteria? The beautiful ones." Her voice held curiosity and humor.
"Oh! Their doctor. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids. They moved down here from Alaska
a few years ago. They kind of keep to themselves. The blond girl, that's Rosalie, and the big dark-haired guy, Emmett. And the little dark-haired girl is Alice. She's with Jasper, the blonde one, who looks like he's in pain. Dr.Cullen is like this foster dad-slash-matchmaker. And then there's Edward the one with auburn hair. He's totally gorgeous, obviously, but apparently nobody here is good enough for him. Like I care." Jessica gave a sad sigh and picked at her food.
The young witch was intrigued, so it seemed that there were two more beautiful people. Sparing a glance at the table she noticed the blonde girl, Rosalie, staring at her. A sense of calming and warmth over took her senses and she instantly knew. As the blonde turned away quickly with a scowl on her face, the young witch knew it wouldn't be long before the blonde would talk to her. Standing up from the table she continued through her day only half paying attention to the work. At the end of the day she rushed home to see if the spell was still intact. She knew it would be but her mother had taught her to always check. Pulling up to her house she quickly got out of the car and locked it up before walking up to the front door. Placing her hand on the door she smiled and unlocked the door after a few seconds. Everything was in check and good. Stepping inside the house she felt a sense of tiredness overcome her. Locking the door behind her she decides that her father can order pizza and makes her way up to her room. Collapsing on her bed she stares out her window. It was a nice day out, though clouds covered the sky it was peaceful. She wasn't used to having a calm afternoon as Phoenix was a busy place to live. Giving a small sigh she pushed herself up and changed into her pajamas. Moving to her desk she decided it was a good time to do her homework.
A/N: A really old fic i digged up and decided to rewrite and publish. this one wont be like my other stories as it will be longer and publish dates will be once a month to accommodate my other stories and the chapter lengths of this one. im not confident in my writing but this is one of my favorites. I hope you like it. Drop a review if you have anything to say about it c: