Chapter One: A Bit About Me
You see that lean girl with the long blonde hair, the perfect tan, the BMW and with every boy in school staring at her with lust filled eyes just praying she'll talk to them… Well I'm the tiny one in the seat next to her.
She is my sister, the perfect one. Everyone loves Claire. I'm the weird one.
Okay, so I do have blonde hair and blue eyes but I'm not tan and boys don't drool over me like love-sick puppies. Well no boys except Pete Nate and I'm glad to be moving away from him.
My mother decided to uproot our family and move all the way to a tiny town called Forks. Not that I didn't already know. I am psychic, well sort of. I have visions consciously, the rest in well I'm asleep and so far it has been pretty reliable. Basically my head is launched into the future twenty-four seven.
My name is Juliet Monroe. I am sixteen and I can see the future. That's not why people think I'm weird. I am oddly perky, always giggling and I have a seat reserved in the office of my old school for running in the halls. But I can't help it. When you get that feeling in the pit of your stomach that tells you to run then you can't deny it. Why can't the school understand?
My family was sitting in a diner in Port Angeles getting ready to go to our final destination. "Mom, the waiter is going to come over and flirt with you in two seconds," I explained to mom.
She rolled her eyes. "Jules, I know you…" my mom started but was interrupted by the waiter. "Hi, I was wondering what a single gal like you was doing here all by yourself," he said putting his hand through his terrible greasy blond hair.
"Well, I'm not alone as you can clearly see. I am here with my two daughters," my mother said, trying hard to maintain her cool. The waiters face filled with shock and he exclaimed. "Daughters! You do not look old enough to be a mother. And you two do not look like daughters," he said.
Claire and me both giggled as mom took deep breaths. I was giggling because in my next vision he was in the kitchen hitting his head and repeating, 'stupid, stupid', over and over again.
We finished eating and went back to driving. Claire went back to daydreaming about god-knows-what and mom turned on her oldies station on the radio.
I already knew what the house we were moving in looked like. It was a three bedroom house with two bathrooms. One bathroom in moms room and one for Claire and me to share. The rooms were painted light blue and fully furnished with new furniture.
We arrived to our new home at nine o'clock. So far from what I could see, it was going to be an early night for all of us. I could see that we were starting school tomorrow but I couldn't see much of what was going to happen. It looked like a pretty good day to come. But the future can change, very quickly.
I went upstairs to my new room with no direction needed. Mom and Claire and dad are the only ones so far who knew about my "gift". I didn't tell dad, or Sammy, my best friend about it.
It was my gift, my secret.
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