"You ready for your first day of school, Mai?" Asked my dad, knocking on my already opened door.
"Yeah dad, just making sure I'm dressed to impress." I said taking a final look at myself.
"You look fine honey, now c'mon. You're not gonna impress anyone if you're late on your first day."
"Says the one who was 15 minutes late on his first day of the force." I said rolling my eyes and getting my bag. It wasn't heavy as it was only filled with a book to read, one notebook and a couple of pens and pencils.
"Oh hush, you." He said ruffling my head and giving me a nudge, to which I maturely responded by sticking my tongue at him.
Going down the stairs, I smiled at all the pictures on the wall. It was mostly of me and him on little fishing or hunting trips. There was one where we were at the carnival, holding cotton candy and a pretzel with silly hats on, and one at the beach with sunscreen on his nose and a streak of sunscreen on my cheeks.
There were only a couple of him, me and my half-sister, Bella.
She visits every summer sometimes when she feels like it, but she's always quiet and a little awkward, but we try, or at least my dad and I do. Whenever she's here I'd hear how she tells her mom about how she wants to go back home.
She's alright, I guess.
The drive to Forks High School was about a 15 minute drive. We're lucky we live in a small area with not that many people because driving to school would be a hassle, and there's no such thing as public transportation, apparently.
Upon reaching the parking area, there were other freshmen who were getting hugged and kissed from parents, some I saw were getting dropped off and then the parents immediately leaving.
"Must be the Evans'. They were always trouble, so remember to stay away from them Mai."
I saw
"Sir, yes sir." I said not really paying attention and instead looking at the really pretty family getting out of some fancy cars.
I wasn't the only one either, when the other kids weren't being hugged or talked to, I saw them also look at the pretty group.
I couldn't help but notice how freakishly pale they were compared to the rest of the Forks kids. I mean, the kids were already white enough, and i could count with my hands and feet how many kids of color there were in the school, me included, but they were white on a different spectrum.
It was almost unnatural.
"Alright then Mai, this is where I leave ya." My dad said getting out of the car and leaving the door open. I did the same thing, shutting the door behind me.
We met each other in the front of his car and hugged, him hugging my upper body and I hugging his torso, since the top of my head barely reached his chin.
I wasn't short, but i wasn't tall either, I was a good middle, 5'5" to be exact (for anyone who cared).
He kissed my head, wished me luck and drove off to work.
I blended in pretty well with the other kids, they wore t-shirts and jeans, few of the females wore skirts and dresses, all of them wearing either sneakers or boots. I wore denim skinny-jeans, which were tucked into knee high rain boots (as it rained this morning), a white graphic t-shirt, and a green bomber jacket.
The pretty family were not only pretty, in facial terms, but they dressed as though they were going to showcase a "School Cotour a la 2004" designed by some fancy french designer. They weren't wearing Gucci (I think, I don't know if they sell Gucci or Prada made T-shirts) or anything, they weren't wearing anything too different from the rest of us, but it looked better.
Pretty was an understatement, but I couldn't find a better word.
"Damn they are fine, I wonder if i can get me a piece of that?" A familiar voice said behind me.
"Liam!" I cheered happily, hopping onto my best friend since kindergarten.
Forks is made of a really small population, so everyone knows each other, I'm acquaintances with most of the student population, I just really got to know Liam.
"Hey baby cheeks, ready to start the next four years of hell?" He said squishing my cheeks with both of his hands.
I stood on my tippy-toes and squished his cheeks, (Liam was freakishly tall, one of the tallest in the school) and said "Hell yesh." We went inside where we went through an hour of the principle greeting us and then other staff introducing themselves. We then split off into different groups and unfortunately me and Liam were separated. I got placed in a group of 6, and within the six of us were two of the pretty people.
From far, I could see they were pretty, but up-close they were scary gorgeous.
These two were twins as far as I could tell, and pretty developed for freshmen. The girl had long blond hair that reached her elbows, and her face carried no blemishes or even a flaw. She was tall, too, but that could be because of the boots that had heels to them. I wondered how many shifts I'd have to work before I could get a pair that looks like that. She carried herself with confidence and walked gracefully, like a model on a runway and this was her show.
Her brother was practically the same.
He was tall, almost as tall as Liam, but not as overwhelming. He was muscular, but not too muscular, more lean than anything, and he made it look good. His hair was honey blonde, like his sister's and was wavy and barely touched his shoulders, which he also made look flawless. The only flaw (if you can call it that) were the slight dark circles that were under his eyes and he didn't carry the same stoic look, grace and confidence like his sister, but looked like he was in pain or had something stuck in his throat.
On occasions I'd hear him quietly clear his throat or see him adjust his turtle neck (whenever I sneaked a glance, I wasn't going to be creepy and stair him, or his sister down, what kind of person does that?)
My curious and want-to-help-everyone nature wanted to ease a little bit of his pain, and also attempt to befriend the pair.
Thinking about it, I don't think I've ever seen them in town or anywhere in the area before.
We stopped in front of the trophies case, where Coach Teez proudly spoke about the sports history of the school.
I took this as my chance to interact with the twins
"Hey, are you okay?" I loudly whispered.
Both of them tensed up, surprised I'm guessing. They stayed staring at the trophy case, but I saw the girl glance at me.
I offered a small smile to her and placed my hands in my jacket pockets grabbing a little cough drop.
The teacher was still talking.
"Yes, I'm fine, thank you." He said, sharing a quick look with his sister, who kept alternating gazes between me and the honey-blonde (and apparently) southern boy. "Just a sore throat." He continued.
"Oh, umm, well, I got a cough drop that soothes the throat if you need one" I said handing him the little cherry flavored candy-medicine to him. He took it from my hands, briefly making skin contact, enough so for me to feel the coldness of his skin.
"I'm Maiara, by the way, nice to meet you the both of you ." I said smiling at the both of them.
They smiled back, but I, for some odd reason, still felt scrutiny under their gaze.
"I'm Rosalie Hale, this is my brother, Jasper." The girl, Rosalie, introduced, when her brother popped the cough drop in his mouth.
They both offered a small smile me before walking ahead when the teacher started leading us towards another classroom.
"I can't believe you talked to them. What was that like?" Jenna McGee asks me. We went to the same middle school, and we talked whenever we had classes together, but that was it. She was pretty cool though, and I'm glad I had someone to talk to, even if the topic is the pretty family.
"It was..." I couldn't really think of a word, so I said the first thing that popped up. "It was weird, if I'm honest. Rosalie kept looking at me and Jasper looked like he was in pain the whole time. Dude, might have strep throat, but if that were the case, why not just stay home?"
Jenna queitly laughs because was still talking.
"Only you would find talking to some of the hottest people in school weird." She muses. "You know they're new to the area, I hear they moved from Massachusetts."
"Oooh, you think they've been to Boston?" I ask, the northeastern part of the country was always such an interesting place to hear about, almost as interesting as Europe.
"Who knows, I've been to Boston though, it was fun." She says.
We continue to quietly converse. We've taken tours of the school before, so nothing here was really new and there was nothing really to see that we haven't seen before.
I sneaked glances at the Hale's and I saw their mouths move, but they were whispering so quietly that I could barely hear them.
Whatever.
The tour ended, we received our schedules, and I saw I shared a couple classes with Liam and Jenna. Tomorrow would be the official day we start, but for today the Freshmen were released early, with the whole thing only lasting about 4 or more hours.
Jenna's parents offered me a ride and I said yes. While leaving, I saw the pretty family entering their cars. Rosalie entered one car with two of the male brunetts, and I saw Jasper enter the car with the petite pixie haired girl.
I thanked the McGee family for their kindness and I get Jenna's phone number too.
That day was basically how i could describe my freshman year.
Interesting
It consisted of me, Liam and Jenna having a few classes together, here and there. We made a new friend who was part of the editorial club, her name was Angela and I met her through Liam, who joined the club.
The Cullens/Hale created a name for themselves; the mysterious quiet ones.
As someone who interacted with them, I contributed to giving them that title, and everyone wanted to be friends with one of them, or sleep with one of them.
I shared some classes with them as well and I learned a little more about them through rumors and some (unintentional) listening in on people's gossip.
There was Emmet, who was the really tall and really muscly one, with the short cropped hair and like the Hale's he also shared the beauty gene. He was surprisingly graceful for someone of his stature (no shame). Apparently he was romantically involved (or tapping, as I heard Ethan Evans say) with Rosalie. Which turned out to be true, as the pair share little kisses here and there at lunch and are physically close to each other whenever paired.
Edward wasn't as tall as Emmet, but only a little shorter than Jasper and lean like him, too. He was called "The hair" by some people because he had dark hair like Emmet, but more copper in color and was a lot more voluminous too.
Alice was a lot shorter compared to her adoptive sister (I learned they were adopted, which was shocking because I thought they all shared the beauty gene, but I guess some people were just born lucky) and had cute pixie hair. She walked around like a ballerina and she was the sweetest person you could interact with, but like the rest of her family, she kept to herself.
People thought that she and Jasper were a thing, only for her to shut that down right away by addressing him as "Brother-mine."
We all thought she was going to join theater or the dance club with how she skipped and talked dramatically. But no, that was not the case, and I'm pretty sure the dance and theatre people running their respective clubs were sad to learn the fact.
They were their own personal club that no one could get into.
It stayed like that for all of freshmen year.
Honestly, if you ask me, sophomore year was the interesting year because that's when things in my life start to get more spooky.
Well not spooky.
But something akin to it.
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY CHARACTERS ASSOCIATED WITH IT. I ONLY OWN MY OC AND ANY NOT CANON DIALOGUE
I also hope you enjoy.
I know not a lot of people read these now-a-days, but i felt like writing one because it came up to mind, and I'd die if i didn't write and publish it somewhere.
I will follow the original twilight story but give it some twists and some non-canon additions.
Because I can.