Last night I dreamed of vampires.
A dark dream of midnight hallways and fleeting shadows, running steps on cold and moss covered stones. Then him, piercing amber eyes and auburn hair, and when I saw him I knew him, and that I had seen him somewhere before. And he knew me, proven by a single spoken word, "Jenny."
"Vampires?" Bree asked as we got out of my old mustang. "You'renot starting this again Jenny." She threw me an exasperated look as I slammed the driver's side door shut.
"I'm telling you, these dreams can't just be a coincidence." I told her. She paused as we trudged up a small and muddy hill that led from the parking lot to our school.
"You know," She said, a thoughtful look on her face, "I read online that dreams about vampires are just a sign of sexual frustration."
"Bree!"I yelled, my cheeks turning a bright raspberry color.
"I'm just saying, I think it's about time we got you a boyfriend." I rolled my eyes at her but she continued on, apparently not noticing my lack of enthusiasm on the subject. "Which is why I think you should come down to La Push with us this weekend. There will be plenty of good looking guys so it will be worth the drive." We hurried in through the small back entrance of the school as the warning bell signaled all the students to hurry to class.
"You know how I feel on the subject Bree. And trying to convince my parents to let me drive from Port Angeles all the way down to La Push is something I don't want to attempt." We stood together at the fork in the hallways where we would have to go our separate ways.
"I know, I know, but just give a chance Jenny! You might meet someone you really like." She stared at me with these huge puppy dog eyes that I couldn't resist.
"Fine," I said halfheartedly, "But if my parents get mad when they hear about it I'm going to send them to you."
"Ok with me." She waved goodbye as she pranced down to her first class.
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"But Mooooooom" I dragged out the word, afraid that it sounded too much like a whine. It was early afternoon, still enough time to drive down to La Push and back up without being too late for my curfew.
"Bree is going to be there, and so are a lot of kids from school. It's not like it's going to be me and a whole bunch of strangers."
My mom shoved past me with a pie in both hands. The rich apple scent filled my nose and sent my stomach into growls of hunger. She placed them on the dining room table then looked at me disapprovingly.
"Jennifer, if you think you are driving all the way to the coast for some teenage get together you are sadly mistaken. You will stay put at home and read a book or something." I stared at her opened mouthed. I had faced her motherly over protectiveness before but I wasn't a child anymore.
"Mother, I am seventeen years old. I think I can take care of myself." My mother pursed her lips and I knew I had crossed the line. Talk back to her and all hell broke loose.
"Jennifer Fisher you are to go to room this instant and if you even think about going anywhere for the next week you can forget about. You are grounded missy." I sighed in a rather over dramatic fashion and made my way up the stairs to my room. I put on a defeated face for show but there was no way this was going to stop me.
You see, I was one of those kids that would hate a toy but as soon as someone else started playing with it I'd, of course, want it sooo badly that I'd probably end up kicking them or something to get it back. So even though I had originally not wanted to go all the way down to La Push just so Bree could hook me up with some boy that I had never met before the old teen rebelliousness started kicking in and I had to go no matter what.
So with that in mind I cracked open the window in my room that over looked the patio awning in the back of the house. I grabbed my purse and a few essential makeup items and slipped out the window and onto the awning. I'd like to think that I was as stealthy as a ninja, unfortunately my lack of coordination meant that I slipped on my way down the column that held up the awning and landed, rather painfully, on my backside. Luckily my mother was playing her show tunes too loudly to notice and I slipped away in my mustang without being heard.
As I hopped onto the road that would take me to La Push I ran an anxious hand through my dark brown hair. I took a quick glance at myself in the mirror taking in my hair, cropped a little ways below my ear, my eyes, a pleasant blue green lined with just a touch of eyeliner, and my pink, slightly full lips. Looking at myself it wasn't a surprise that a few guys had asked me out; I was pretty in a nice sort of way. I wasn't of course a beauty, but that suited me just fine, my style leaned more toward layed back more than anything else, though i act like a punk. And let's not forget the oh so stylish Jimmy Choos that adorned my feet. I'd just have to wait and see what the boys down in La Push thought of me.
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As I sped along the sun was still a good distance above the horizon, I passed through the small town and Forks and I knew it wasn't too far till I got to my final destination.
"You know," I said to myself, "I scenic detour wouldn't be such a bad idea." I slowed my mustang and took a few back roads into a wooded area. There weren't any other cars on this small road which was nice. I gave it a more secluded feel, like I was the only person in the world.
But as my car started to sputter and I noticed tendrils of smoke drifting out from under the hood my idea for a secluded and scenic detour wasn't looking too good. I got out and surveyed the damage and it didn't look good. Not that I'd know whether it looked good or not, I wasn't a mechanic and had no idea how to judge the damage or fix the car.
"No problem, I've got my handy dandy cell phone." I whipped out my cell and quickly dialed Bree's number. Then I heard a lady come on and say in a wonderful cheery voice. 'We're sorry but it seems you are out of the service area, please hang up and try again.'
"Ah SHUCKS!" I shouted as I kicked the door, leaving a nasty dent which only made me more upset. So after a few deep calming breathes I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to get help. So I set out down the road.
As the sun sunk lower and lower in the sky I was beginning to give up hope on salvation. I had been walking for what seemed like hours and there had been no sign of any car or person. With a sigh I flopped down on the side of the road and rested my chin on my hand.
"If someone doesn't come in the next minute I swear, I am going to lay down right here and die." AS if on cue the distant sound of a car engine came to my attention. As it got closer I ran out into the middle of the road and waved my hands to get it to stop.
Through the windshield I saw the shocked face of an American Indian boy. Well to call him a boy would be a gross miscalculation, he was somewhere between a teenager and a man. From what I could see of his arms from their place on the steering wheel he was extremely well muscled. He was also extremely good looking, with medium length hair and stunning features he was what most girls would call 'a hotty'.
"Need some help?" He asked as I walked/ran to the driver's side window.
"Definitely! My car broke down a ways down the road and my cell doesn't get reception out here. Would you mind giving me a lift to the nearest mechanic?" I slung my purse over my shoulder, getting ready to jump into the car even if he said no. Luckily he smiled a nice (and might I add gorgeous) smile and hit the unlock button for the door.
"You're in luck, you happen to be looking at a very talented mechanic." I raced to the other side of the car and jumped into the passenger seat.
"REALLY?" Then when he started laughing at my rather enthusiastic I hurriedly apologized for my loudness. "It's just that, I though I'd never find anyone on this road. You have no idea how long I've been walking."
"I can imagine, hardly anyone drives up here." He started up the car again and we started on our way down the road.
"I'm Jenny by the way, Jenny Fisher." I extended a hand.
"Jacob, Jacob Black" He took the hand I had offered and when we touched it was like an electric jolt shot through my body.
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Hello everyone, nice to meet you! My name is Ari and i will be your author for this delightful tale. This is actually written for my friend Jenny! She, as you have probably already figured out, is the main character for this. So this is just the openning, my other chapters will be longer than this so don't get mad cuz it's short! I hope you liked it, as for now
This is Ari, signing out.
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p.s. if any of you have read Vita Per Sempre that is by my bestest friend Alice. If you haven't read it, you should.
