Hello, people! I've decided to give fanfiction a go, so here is my attempt at a Twilight fanfic. It'll probably be extremely OOC, but I tried my hardest.
Most of it will be in the OC, Pippa's POV, unless otherwise stated.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight. If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing fanfiction.
I would miss Pheonix, my friends, the town I lived in, but not the heat. No, definitely not the heat. My best friend, Bella Swan, who was moving from Pheonix to a tiny town in the middle of nowhere with me, would miss the heat.
"I can't believe you actually liked the weather." I shook my head and said for about the 14th time that day. Bella sighed.
"I don't know, I've just never liked the cold." She said. I shoved her playfully.
"Well, then, you're totally going to love Spoons."
"Forks." Bella corrected. I looked at her oddly. "The town we're moving to is called Forks, not Spoons."
"Oh. Right. I knew that." I said. "Wait how did you remember that – No." I smiled. "You're excited about moving, aren't you? You're totally looking forward to this trip!"
"I'm not." Bella lied. I gave her an 'oh-really' look. She blushed, as she did often. "Fine, I am. Aren't you?"
"Not really." I shrugged. "We should go find my dad. He probably wants to get a move on."
Bella and I found my father, and we left for the airport, and ultimately, for Forks, the tiniest, rainiest town ever.
Bella and I met when we were young. In our first year of school, we somehow made the mutual decision to become friends. From then on, we stuck together. She lived with her mother, and I lived with my father, but we were with each other so often, I'd started calling Renee 'mom' and she'd started thinking of my dad, Ben, as her own father.
But now we were on the plane, heading to the miniscule town of Forks, to live new lives. I would never tell Bella, but I was really nervous. While most of the time I'm the furthest thing from it, when I meet strangers I'm surprisingly shy. For the first few minutes, anyway.
We didn't discuss much on the plane trip. Well, nothing of importance. I played a few of those little video games on the plane, and Bella watched. I went and found my dad after a while (We were in window seats together, and he was sitting at another window somewhere else) and chatted to him.
Finally, after a long time, we arrived at the airport. There was a man waiting for us, looking awkward. The same awkwardness Bella seemed to carry about her, actually. She led the way to him and then stopped a careful half metre distance away from him.
"Hello, Bella. You look good." He said, totally straight-faced. I raised my eyebrow at him.
"Hi, Dad. You too." She said, smiling faintly. This was her dad? Now I saw where Bella, one of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen, got her more clumsy and embarrasing traits from.
"Hi, I'm Ben James, and this is my daughter, Pippa." Dad moved forwards and shook Bella's dad's had, indicating towards me with the other.
"Charlie Swan." The man mumbled. I had a feeling that the only way he ever spoke was through mumbles. I glanced at Bella, eyebrows raised. She caught my look and blushed, turning her attentions to the ground. "It's nice to meet you."
"Likewise." Dad grinned. We all moved steadily out of the building, luggage in tow, making our way to Charlie's police cruiser.
The drive home was... quiet. Charlie quickly filled Bella in on what he'd been up to since they last spoke (not a lot), while my dad and I sat in silence. The landscape was rainy. And cold-looking. I was glad I had a lot of winter clothing; it looked like I'd need it.
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"Pippa. Pippa? Pipp-a." I heard a voice all out. I sat up, blinking groggily.
"Mmm-what?" I mumbled, disoriented. I was never very coherent when I was just waking up. I was also very honest, which I found out at a sleepover with Bella. She found out all she ever wanted to know about me. One of the many reasons I never want to lose her friendship; she knows too much.
"We're here. At my dad's. He's set up an appointment with a real estate agent for Ben, so you guys won't have to stay here forever, but until then, I guess we're roomies!" Bella said. I nodded, forcing myself to wake up and biting my tongue. As well as my honesty when I wake up, I also yell out whatever I'm thinking. Very odd looks on camps. "Say it. Speak your befuddled morning mind." Bella sighed. She was very used to my odd habits by now.
"Awkward cat is awkward!" I blurted. "Okay, all better now." We got out of the car and went up to Bella's room.
"This is exactly how I remember it!" Bella breathed in wonder as she explored her room. It was a little on the small side, but there was a cozy-looking nook in one of the corners. Another of my weird habits – I slept in a closet for a year, so the floor was really comfortable to me now.
"So, roomie." I grinned at Bella. "When's school?"
Bella groaned and sank onto her bed. I moved towards her and joined her in sitting on the bed. "School. It starts on Monday."
"What, this Monday?" I asked. "But it's Sunday today! That's tomorrow! How can they be doing this to us! I demand to speak to my lawyer."
"And on any other day you could, Pippa," Bella said, "but I don't think Forks has any law firms. You'd be better off exploring Port Angeles or something."
"Aww." I wrapped my arms around my friend. "Don't worry about a thing. Super Pippa will keep the baddies away." I reassured, referring to the superhero I always pretended to be when we were little girls.
Oh, how wrong I was.
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As soon as we arrived on school grounds, I shrank into my shell. Not literally, of course – I'm not a turtle – but metaphorically, I did. Bella noticed the change, being as observant as she was.
"Pip? You okay?" she asked. I nodded.
"Just peachy." I said, my voice just loud enough so she could hear me. Bella raised an eyebrow at me, but turned to the school itself. She looked like she'd much prefer to stay in her big, red truck – a gift from Charlie – and be out of the way of these people. I wouldn't have minded doing so myself.
We found the reception area. "My name is Bella Swan." Bella introduced herself to the receptionist. Her eyes lit up eagerly.
"Isabella Swan! Yes! Here's your schedule. And I assume this is…" she checked her sheet, "Pippa James?"
I nodded, and took the paper with my schedule on it as well. I walked as fast as seemed normal out of the building.
"Okay, Pip? What's up with the mute act?" Bella asked.
"You may find this hard to believe, but I'm kinda… shy." I said.
"No. No! You lie." Bella laughed.
"It's true. It's very seldom that I meet someone that doesn't intimidate me upon first sight." I said. "Of course, after a few moments I don't give a damn about who's who, but initially, I get freaked."
"Woah." Bella said, clearly amused. "You learn something every day."
"Well, it's only appropriate," I told her, "Seeing as we're at a school."
"Indeed." Bella agreed. We set off towards the school, mentally preparing ourselves for the hours ahead.
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"I hate school." I muttered dejectedly, catching up to Bella in the parking lot after school. And it was true – I didn't like getting up early (any time before 10am is early for me) or sitting in the same place for too long. Or math. Didn't like that. "This stupid town of Knives is just so… poopy." I said for lack of a more creative adjective.
"Forks isn't so bad." Bella said. "There are some pretty interesting people here."
I raised my eyebrow. She was clearly referring to the Cullens – a bunch of uber creepy good looking people, who sat all brooding-like at lunch, eating nothing. I could tell that Bella was… intrigued. To say the very least.
"Uh-huh. That's just 'cause you have a class with one of the Cullens." I teased, referring to her after-lunch biology class with Edward, the only single one – they were all together, within their weird adopted family. Like something out of a bad soap opera.
"Shut up. He's really kind of weird."
"Hot, though."
"Yeah, but mostly weird. He kept kinda, I don't know, staring at me angrily. And his skin was so cold…"
"It's a constant winter here, hon. You're bound to meet a few people with cold skin." I said. Bella shook her head.
"I don't know…"
And then time slowed. A screeching of tyres, gasps and beginnings of screams, and then, a crash. Right next to me.
"Oh my God, Bella!"
So, I hope that wasn't too atrocious? Please tell me what you think. I have one or two chapters already typed up, so I'm just going to wait until I get a few reviews until I post the rest.
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