I'm new to the whole 'writing Fanfictions' thing, so help me out with some reviews yeah?
The soft leaves around me danced in the breeze, as I sat listening to a soft melody.
From the bushes emerged four amazingly large wolves. They circled around me, like I was their prey. I wasn't scared; I knew they would not harm me. The melody began growing in volume, but still peaceful.
The wolves had stopped circling; they stood roughly a metre away from me at every angle, their hard eyes piercing into me.
'I know you will not harm me, I am not afraid of you.' I whispered, but I knew they would hear me.
A low, and aggressive growl ripped from the wolf to my right, I turned my head to look at it with a peaceful expression.
'Really?' said the wolf directly in front of me.
'Nor am I afraid of the concept that you talk.' I said calmly.
The wolf to my left let out a raspy chuckle.
'You should be.' It muttered with a flash of its teeth.
All the wolves began to chuckle, as if someone had told a funny joke, their coats shaking. All of a sudden they began to circle again, much faster than before, gradually closing the distance between us.
'Now are you afraid?' one of the wolves asked.
'Why should I be afraid of a dream?' I questioned, with a smirk on my face.
The melody had stopped.
'Char, wake up, Charlotte!'
I groaned and rolled over.
'Get up!'
'Yeah yeah, whatever mum' I grumbled.
'Kids these days...' she said as she walked from the room in a huff.
Did I mention I'm not a morning person?
After about 5 minutes I dragged myself out of bed, got dressed, tried to drag a comb through my thick hair and instead just put it up in a bun, and then trudged down stairs to the inviting smell of eggs on toast.
'Took you long enough.' Mum muttered as she sat the plate of eggs on toast in front of me.
'Gwat dee fooing jaday?' I asked mum with a mouthful off eggs.
'Don't talk with your mouth full missy. Swallow and then say what you were going to say.' She said sternly.
I swallowed my mouthful and said to her 'What have we got planned for this glorious day mother?'
'Well I thought we could go down to La Push have a look around town.' She replied, sipping her coffee.
'And what is there to look at mum?'
'Rose said you guys found a place, why don't we have a look at that?'
'Mu-um, it's a crappy old house, big deal, and I've seen it a million times anyway. Rose keeps dragging me back there, telling me how amazing it will be when we add some things to it.'
Rose is my best friend, we've known each other our whole lives, and she's like part of the family now. We both got accepted into La Push University, and Rose found this old house that, with a few renovations, is going to be our home for the next 4 years.
'But honey, I want to see what my little baby's going to living in.' She said with a pleading look on her face.
'Oh no, no mum, not the face.' She kept up her puppy eyes. I melted when she did her little puppy eyes
'Oh fine, well go have a look at it, but we're not staying there forever.' I concluded.
'You love your mum.' She said with a triumphant smile.
'Most of the time.' I muttered as I finished my eggs.