AN: this is my 2nd story! I hop you like it! thank u sooooooooo much Leanne for tha help! Leanne is gonna be getting an accunt soon too so look out for her companion fanfic!
The rain ran down the window as I staired out the car. I miss Colorado already but this was the best thing fr me to do. I was goig to stay in Forks Washington, with my mom because she had got a new job there and my dad had to go away to the Europe. I wanted to go but i coldnt because I would miss to much school. I don't ven like school but im not a brat so I am going. My dad is a hotel managers so he has t move abut but mom doesnst.
I saw my reflection in the rain splatter window. My long pale lavender hair fell to my elbows in a wavy sheet, it is how I got my name Lavender! My dark gray eyes reflected the turmol I was going thru, they were a perfect storm. I didnt tan that muc in colorado so I new my skin would return to it's natural ivory hear.
'hey Lav,' mom said breakking my thinking. 'were here.
Ok I said and got out, the rain as even heavier, It matchdd my depressed mod. I new it wasn't fare to b angiry at her. My mom was a relay god person,she even died her hare purple so it culd be like mine! People always tolled me I looked like my mom. She was the most beeatuful woman id ever scene, even now I was sixteen and had met a lot of different people. I had her large gray eyes with long, delicate, almost fragele lashes. Her rosebudd moth the colour of gentle sea shells, washed up on sunny beeches. And her smal, slim figure which had meant I was a lot smaller than most of the other girls I knew! I never rellay fit in, but every time I looked at my mom, I knew therwe was someone else who understood what I went thru.
My parensts had split up amicbily when I was seven. Which is why my dad so ok with me coming so stay with mom. Sometimes I did wish they wer back toghetr. But wishing was something id long given up on. I used to want my paeents to have another child – so I wouldn't be so alone growing up – but wheneverr I mentiond it, mom would go very quiet and dad would find something else to do after telling me theyd decided on not having any more kids.
I wsn't stupid, even when I was young, but I new best not to ask them questions they didn't want to answer, as itd only make both of them sad. They hadn't wonted to split up, I knew it deep downe, butt they'd always told me it was for the best. Ive accepcted that now.
I got the shap of my eyes from my dad – ovel shaped, large and verry expressive. I had his long, elegant sloping nose with its soft, small end and his high, majestic cheekbones and dimpled smile, which Damon had always said he loved. I bit back a sigh. I missed Damon more than anything nowe we'd actullay arrived.
Damon Thorne had been my boufriend back in colarado. He was the loveliest guy on the planet. He had eyes a beautiful saffire which always took my breathe away, skin just as pall as mine but he had cut freackles which complimeneted his radiant smile perfectly! His hair was dyed a deep indigo, and was stylled carefilly, allowing his fringe to fall slightly into his saffire eyes, which glowed whenever the two collors clasedh against one anuther. He was tall and slim but slightly muscular but not in a gross way where he'd look like he was on sterroids. Everyone back at school – even the popular kids who thought we were freaks – admitted we compliemeneted each other well. I was sooo sad just thinking about him now.
I hadn't wonted to end things but I knew it was rite. I would be soo far away, it would be too hard. He would be the one who got hrt morr than me and I could never do that too him. Still I handt brung myself to look at the last photo we took togethar before I left. It would only mack me burst into tears and I knew that then mom would feel just as hopelessly lost as I did.
Moms new house was lovely. It looked like a smaller version of a gothic mansion! We livved on the outskirts of town so mom could get piace in her job. She was a writer who wrote really cool gothic stories and needed to be somewear quiet so she culd concentrate better! Being surrounded by rain the forrests was what made her feel most in the zone, whch is why she'd chosen forks to come and begin her new book in.
Her first ever book – which shed wrote before she and dad had me – was about witches being hunted by witch hunters! It was called 'Prejudice' and it was a best sellar – she'd dedicated it to someone called Emerald, whod been a friend of my dad's who died before I was born. I always promised them that when I had a daughter, I would name herr emerald! My parents always smiled whenever I told them this.
My middle name Rose had come from the name of the main character in 'Prejudice' – Rose Nightshade. People had always told me that was really cool – one of the few things that would make me blush! When my parents had split up I had thout about changing my surrname to be both of there's, meaning id be called Lavender Rose Blackwood-Sparks, but mom had told me keeping dad's surname was better as it meant I could fit in moar at Forks high school when I begin going there after I moved and I'd agreed.
Everyone knew who Adaire Blackwood was, so I would've never been able to be a normal kid at school then! Only people who worked in hotels knew who Alistair Sparks was. My mom had been wise to stop me making such a foolish mistake!
'this house is so lovely mom…' I whispered as we begin walking up the porch steps, the keys whistling like bird song, if birds were made ov mettal.
'i'm glad you like it darling!' her voice was warm and comforting, washing over me in a waive of sun-kissed honey. I always knew I could tel my mom anything. She was a writer, meaning she understoode people better than most. It had tacken me yeers to figure out how to hide my emotions from her, and I only did that to stop her from worrying. My mom was such a fantastic person, I never EVER wanted her to be sad.
Mom put her arm around my shulders and I cuddle close into her. Her perfume smells like jasmine and poppyseed, which made me smile, despite my heart calling for Damon in a folorn, dying melody I knew I couldn't listen too. It wasn't fair on him! I couldn't expect him to come all this way too see me! Damon had his own live and I was going to start a new chapter of mine.
She opens the door and we both stepped inside. The house instantly put me at ease a little. It was the sort of plce I knew undersootd me on a deeper level. i've always felt like houses are people to really. Underneath the bricks and wood, they have personalities. Sometimes houses don't like you, sometimes they do. This was the saught of house I knew would accept me, and i felt a stabb of gilt as I knu i'd have a hard time leeving here when dad came home from Europp.
Just as mom goes to shut the door, rain begins herteling down outside and my eyes widened in surprise. I knew it reined here but this is a monsoon!
'we'll go and get our stuff when the rain clams down a little,' mom told me as she put her hangbag down on the dresser next to the door and began walking towards the front room. 'do you want to go and claim a bedroom?' she smiled and I nodded, walking towards the huge staircase, enveloped in velvett carpett which was adorned with beautiful patterns of stars and suns.
'i'll be back in ten minutes!' I called as I ran up them and along the coriddoor of the landing. It was soo beautiful up hear! The walls were elegant and magnifocent with velvet wallpappur, matching the carpet on the stares! I was feeling happier nd happier.
At the end of the hallway was a small door leeding into a room – it called out to me, tacing ahold of my hand and pulling me twoardes it. I knew this was my room! It was calling out my name like a beautufl song! Kinda like 'be our gessed' in beauty and the beast – my favorite film!
The room was beaitful. It was culurred in a collecsion of purples. Lavenders, violets, mauves – everything I could see was purple and it made me feel at home. For once, away from coladaro, I felt like I belongd again. The beg had beautifull beams surrounding it and a veil which meant I culd sleep without being awoken by the sunlight! There was a chandelier decoraeted with what I think are amyeshts hanging in the rooms centurr, cassting the light across. There was a large mahogancy wardroab where I could hang all my clothes. I sighed with joy and ran back downstairs to tell mom I'd found my room!
the day past qwickly after that. Mom and I got out my stuff from her car and the moving van when the raen stopped. We unpacked and began organeyesing my stuff abut the house. All of moms furniture suited the house down to a tea! She'd decoraited before id got here and I was soo greatful. After all our harred work we sat down and had pizza for dinner. We were both too tiard too cook so mom ordered from a pizarrea a in the slightly bigger town nearby. We had our favorite toppings – bacon, pepparoni and sweetcorne. I didn't just take after mom in how I lucked!
After so many hours travelying I was exhausted and wnet to bed at nine – so much earlier than I was used to going! I took off my makeup and showered before bed, tying my lavender waterfall back into a messy bun and putting on my night clothes – an evanescence band teeshirt and some comfy sleeping socks with unicorns on them. Getting into bed I smiled as I put on my ipod and began listening to some simple plan to help me sleep.
I was nervous about school tomorrow, as kids tended to bullie me…but for some strange reason, I wasn't fealing scared.