For hours I sit there, staring at my glass of juice, willing it to slide into my hand.
"Come on." I mutter angrily, focusing as hard as I can. Normally I wouldn't be wasting my time doing something this trivial. But only two days ago, while I was out checking out Forks, the mountain town I had been forced to move to because my mother wanted a quiet life, I had dropped my Ipod. Scared that six gigabytes of my life was about to be destroyed I had made a crazy dive for it. Only to have the Ipod fly back into my hand. Which brings me to today, sitting at my kitchen table trying to make the glass of orange juice fly into my hand. A sudden wobble from the glass makes me perk up suddenly, only to realise the wobble was caused by my mother sitting down. "Why don't you go upstairs and get changed? We're heading over to meet Chief Swan and his daughter soon." my mother insists, annoyingly playing with her hair when she mentions the Chief. Ever since she meet him yesterday, I immediately saw they liked each other. I hadn't liked it one bit. The last guy my mother dated was some jerk who walked out on her the very next morning. The guy before that did it too, and so did the guy before that. In fact so many guys have done that to my mother I just start to call them…Skip. "Yeah, wouldn't want to keep Skip waiting now would we?" I ask sarcastically, getting my mother to give me that stern look of hers. "What have I told you about calling him Skip?" she asks in an annoyed way. "Chief Swan is an officer of the law. Which means he holds truth and honesty very high." she continues, sounding as if she is trying to convince herself rather them me.
"Sure mom. There's a tub of triple chocolate ice-cream in the freezer, just so you know." I counter of her, as every time a guy skipped, she'd sit on the couch crying and eating ice-cream, her way of getting over the guy who ran out on her only to land another 'Skip' two or three days later. My mother merely ushers me out of the dining room at my words, forcing me to abandon my orange juice and go upstairs to get ready.
The drive to the local diner where we are to meet Charlie Swan and his daughter isn't very long. Though in this small town everything is close together, as it seems every single place in town runs off of the main road leading into and out of town. When we get there, it's to already find the Chief and his daughter waiting for us. Charlie Swan aka 'Skip' is almost exactly as I pictured him. Gruff looking with a thick black moustache on his face and a short crew-cut of black hair. His daughter though is exactly the opposite of what I'd thought she'd look like. As her hair is a shimmering auburn that goes down the length of her back, just past her shoulder blades. Her heart shaped face is incredibly beautiful, despite her skin being quite pale. I'd say it might be the weather here, but her father isn't pale at all. Even more confusing was her eyes, which were the colour of honey, with a distinctive topaz lining. "Ms O'Connell? Pleasure to meet you." Chief Swan greets of her, standing up to meet us. "And you must be Aaron." he continues, giving me the same forced smile he gave my mother. I can tell it's been a while since he dated, I can't help but wonder if he's daughter forced him into it. "Nice to meet you Skip." I reply sarcastically, ignoring his offer to shake hands.
"My name's Charlie." he replies, letting his hand drop.
"Whatever." I counter airily, getting his daughter to laugh silently behind her hand and my mother to glare at me behind the Chief's back. "Uh, this is my daughter Bella." he continues, changing the subject quickly as he indicates his daughter. "It's very nice to meet you Bella." my mother says to her with a smile.
"Likewise." Bella replies with a polite smile.
"You'll have to forgive Aaron's sarcasm. He doesn't get much excitement." my mother says to Charlie, who only nods politely at her words. He then holds her chair out for her to sit down before doing so himself.
Despite how dull listening to my mother talk with Charlie is, talking with Bella proves interesting, despite how little she reveals. Though I do find out she is unfortunately taken, some lucky guy she calls Edward Cullen. Who lives in a large house out in the woods. I end up telling her about my mother' constant efforts to get into a steady relationship, which had always ended with her sleeping with the guy, only to have that guy 'skip' on her. "So that's why you called my dad Skip." Bella says with a laugh.
"Yeah. I suppose you could call it being protective." I reply. Bella then goes on to tell me about Edward's family and her friends. Right in the middle of her telling me about her friend Jacob, Bella suddenly looks distracted by something on the table. "Your glass, it moved into your hand." she states quietly. Looking down at her words, I do indeed notice that I am now holding my glass of coke, despite not remembering picking it up. Looking back at her, I go to try and convince her otherwise, when I notice something strange about her hand, unless I'm mistaken, I'd swear it was sparkling.
"Are you wearing a lot of jewelery or is your hand sparkling." I counter of her, now feeling quite confused.
At my words, Bella shifts her hand out from under the brief moment of sun.
Both she and I seem about to question the other about what we saw when our respective parental figure announce it is time to go.
The entire ride home my mother talks about how charming she though Charlie Swan was. But I barely even hear her, as I am too busy thinking about Bella. There is something very strange about her. I know there has to be something up with why she is so pale, why her eyes are such an odd color. Even her beauty bothered me, most supermodels can't look that good no matter how hard they try. But Bella pulled it off with ease. Like it was natural or something. Most of all, what was up with her skin sparkling in the sun? I know I saw that, she also barely ate more then two or three mouthfuls of food.
"Kiddo? I asked you what you thought of Bella." my mother's voice interrupts my thoughts.
"Huh?" I ask, snapping out of my daydreaming. "Oh. She was great, we had plenty to talk about." Or at least we will the next time I see her, one way or another I will find out what is up with her.
Author: So what did you think of Chapter one? Too Long? Too Short? Were Charlie or Bella out of character? Review and let me know!!!