Hello everyone! Well I came up with a new Twilight story while reading Eclipse again since the movie is coming out soon. I do hope you enjoy my story.
Place: Forks, Washington; Forks High School
Day: Thursday, December 18
It was another day in Forks; the parents went to work and the children to school. The rain dripped lightly making the green even more green; the color of envy would be…well envious of the lively green. The whole world was glistening with the soft kiss of the rain drops. The wind stood still on the world until two rather expensive cars, I say myself, drove up. It seems the whole busy parking lot, the whole natural world; quivered to the entrance of these people.
They were the Cullens and Hales; everyone envied them beyond belief. They were what you would call the "it" group of the town. Everyone envied them, to a point of loathing. They didn't fraternize with everyone else, they were like quiet little forest animals. Just brushing into the big picture occasionally, they were the Animal Planet for Forks, Washington.
Everyone studied them, questioned under their breath about them, and wished to be one of them. I noticed all these things as I stood next to the cousin. Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself. I am Evian Marcus Taylor. To give a short detail of me, which I am very short about; I am a sixteen year old female. Born in South Dakota to a single mother, which whom I look barely anything to alike.
She is short, but well proportioned in her "assets" and has colored blonde hair with strikingly green eyes. I'm a typical five, six and is as developed as most well-endowed females. I have brown hair; which is usually wavy unless it decides to be extremely curly. I have typical brown eyes and my skin is of usual color for a girl who occasionally let's sun have a conversation with her skin.
Why did my mother move me to Forks, Washington; well you see she has now obtained a job at Forks Hospital. A pediatric doctor who has seen about everyone aliment to date on a child; some even on her own offspring, my mother was an innocent but observant women. Nothing got past her; I knew this best since I had tried too many times to negate her iron fist.
Well back to where I was, oh yes I stood next to my cousin Lunette Taylor; whom was senior I might as well add. She was my tour-guide and had just finished giving me sufficient information on the subject of the Cullens. They didn't really peak my interest as much as they did the rest of the Forks occupants. But I suppose since I was from a big town, I had seen a lot of things and people.
The first warning bell rang and my cousin wove through the crowds effortlessly, occasionally having to pause for me to catch up. I carefully tread the icy patches on the crowd since I wasn't hopelessly clumsy but I wasn't built to be a graceful swan. I made it to my first class; English AP, which means I was with lovely seniors. Oh, I forgot to mention; I'm a junior, the beauty of being someone who got to skip second grade.
I handed the paper to the aging teacher who nodded and gave me books listing off all the things the class had been working on. He ordered me to a seat next to a "Rosalie Hale"; many people huffed in anger which I couldn't understand. The seat next to Miss. Hale seemed coveted and yearned for by all of the male population in the room, it seems even some of the female population.
I set down the literature book and my bag next to my seat. The table was at normal level, black, and had the ability to hold two occupants. The teacher began to speak about some new poetry we'd study for the next few weeks. As the teacher rambled on my mind wandered to the outside which was now being drowned in a full down pour of rain, when I was ready to turn my head back to the board I noticed Rosalie's intense gaze.
I blinked as I met her dangerous, icy stare; had I offended her somehow? Her eyes became even colder and she stiffened more when I turned my head a little to the side. Our eyes stayed trained on each other, I in an innocent, misunderstood nature while she gave a look of pure distaste for my entire existence. The teacher slamming a book of the table brought my attention back to the front.
For the entire class I stared at the front of the class trying to ignore her cold glare. When the bell finally rang my head rang with the thought of already someone hated me. I affirmed this knowledge in my head when I walked out of class and my eyes met the whole Cullen fleet. Rosalie still holding her unyielding icy glare, I turned my back seemingly, hopingly also, that I seemed unchanged by her cold glare.
I treaded my way to my neck class which was Trigonometry, my head spinned as the teacher spoke. I gladly left the class with a new migraine in tow. My neck class was Gym which went on without incident. No one spoke to me while we played volleyball which I was rather grateful for after such an already very tiring day.
I gladly made my way to lunch to refuel and hopefully rid myself of the irking headache that assaulted my cranium. I walked to the lunch line which I grabbed a delicious looking pasta and a water, I also treated myself to a brownie. I wasn't a complete health freak but my family was rid with diabetes and I wanted to forego the unfortunate plague as much as possible.
My eyes waved across the rather large cafeteria to find a seat to attend my butt to and let my sore legs have a rest. I found a rather good spot next to an open window and quickly weaved through crowds almost as well as my cousin to the table. I sat down heavily, smiling to have the satisfaction of seeing. I began to eat until a figure appeared over me. I looked up from my fork of pasta and closed my mouth when I saw a rather small young pixie-like girl in front of me.
"Hello", I stated lamely questioning why she was interrupting my quiet meal, well as quiet a cafeteria filled with teens could be.
"Hi! I'm Alice Cullen, you're Evian right?" I nodded once to give acknowledgment and went back to eating, not letting Alice Cullen peak my cat like curiosity. "Well I saw that you were in my math class and I was wondering if you wanted a math partner", I looked up again and blinked. Why was the step-sister of Rosalie Hale being so nice to me?
"Well I'm not sure", I knew I'd need help with math but I wasn't sure if she was the correct candidate to help me with my hopeless lack of understandment of math. With a few minutes of rather annoying encouragement from her I monotone agreed to her being a math partner. She departed with a rather bubbly farewell and I questioned how someone could be so happy.
After three more classes I was released from which I would refer now to as prison and made my way to my cousin's car. I found her leaning against her car twirling her hair around her finger giggling jovially with a male. I sighed and stopped where I was crossing my arms over my chest. I contemplated if I should just walk home and not interrupt my cousin's hopes at a date tonight.
As I watched the boy lean into kiss my cousin I turned away and knew I had to walk home now. My cousin would be too busy sucking face in the back of her jeep the whole rest of the night to assist me on my journey home. I pulled the hood up on my gray and battered hoodie and shoved my cold hands into the pockets moving my way home.
I thought about nothing particular as I made my way home, I came to my small white home and walked straight up to the door and unlocked it. I walked into a sea of boxes and sighed knowing my mother had procrastinate the whole day away. I went into the kitchen which where I found a note my mom informing me of not being home til "really super late" as she put it.
I sighed and found the left over Chinese found in the only appliance working in home; the refrigerator. I knew I'd be tortured the whole weekend setting up everything after I unpacked everything; even my mother's things. I treaded up the creaky stairs into my bedroom. It was a rather large turquoise room; my bed was in the corner and my closet door at the foot of my bed. I also had a good size desk and dresser which was covered already in pictures and jewelry.
There was a large rug which was rather comfortable to lie on in the middle of the room. A large, three windowed areas created a half circle which was on the other side of my room. It had a small but comfortable bench sat right in the middle, if there was ever sun it would be shine brightly on the seat.
I quickly popped a CD into the large stereo that sat on the floor, the table for it not ready yet. Glen Miller Orchestra began to whisper gently out of the speakers, the trumpet making me smile. I fell against the bed after eating at my desk and let the old music flow through me. I grew drowsier as the CD played. Finally I was lulled into a dreamless sleep.
Well here you have it, the first chapter of my new summer project. I certainly hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I didn't really expect it to be this long but I had a lot of ideas. I still have a lot more in my head. Anyways, comments would be much appreciated. Come back soon for another installment which I assure you will be out soon since I have so many Rosalie based ideas in my head.
