Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or any of the characters :
I do own Fay and Wayne.
Oh! and I'd like to thank xoSanixo for putting up with me and my complaining :D
I am 17 and living in my prison, that every teenager calls home. I have not left yet. But I plan too, very soon. I wake up to another morning, I make my way down the steep stairs of my room to the kitchen, and I can smell the pancakes and syrup. There stood my father, trying to cook a wholesome meal for me.
"Fay, dear hurry up and eat, I have to go work on something." said my father in a hurry, as he walked around the small kitchen frantically.
"Yeah, sure dad." I grumbled, as I sat myself down at the small vinyl table. I picked up my fork and watched my pancakes. The brown, sugary syrup running down its sides, and the fattening butter on top of the stack melting its way down the soft pancakes. It was like a heart attack on a plate, I pushed the plate away in disgust, losing my appetite. I got up and made my way to my room. My father was in such a hurry he didn't bother to stop me.
As I got to my room I walked to my window, and opened the curtains. The sunlight illuminated every corner of my room. My eyes traveled across the woods down below me. I've lived and breathed in these forests for as long as I could remember. Though I just moved back down to La Push this summer, I used to live in Spokane. My father always believed it to be better there, and they wanted me to have a better education. So, I grew up in Spokane most of my life, and I went to school. My father decided to move back for Senior year so I can graduate in La Push. I've never made much friends, but there was this one girl. Her name was Holly, we were really close, until she moved another school. Since then, I was always to myself. Though I remembered one person from La Push, His name was Jacob or Jake, that's what I used to called him. I was 7 when we moved, so I can't remember much.
Today I decided to go take some pictures of the forests, near the school yet not to far from home. So I got dressed in my torn jeans, and I throw on a random t-shirt, then my coat. I walk to my mirror, and put on my eyeliner. I walk downstairs to quietness, and put my converses on and walk out the door. Sadly, I've got no car so I've got to walk, but I don't mind.
I walk down the empty road as I look around at the trees, they're so close and tall. I walk into a small clearing, and start looking around until I hear a small twig snap. There is a person, a very tall skinny boy, walking around quietly, he is wearing all black, with boots, and skinny jeans. His jet black hair is long and going past his shoulders, and his eyes were a light hazel. For half a second he turns to look at me, and smiles. I bring the camera into my hand and take a quick snap. I don't know whether to smile back, but before I can, he walks away. I try to run after him, but I can't he's running now. He's very fast and he doesn't bother to look back.
There was no way that I was going to try and catch up to him, so I turned around to head back towards the road, but I couldn't see it. I started to panic a little, but I shouldn't. I turned around to my left, and the sun was almost setting. That's when I heard the growling, my heart started to beat faster and I slowly turned around and there was a wolf. A very very very large wolf. I quickly took my camera and started taking pictures, as I looked through the lens, I saw the eyes. They were a calm brown, and chocolate brown that that just seemed to melt into my own muddy brown ones. He watched me without moving and then turned his head to the left, and started running slowly. I ran after it this time, and within a few minutes, I was back on the road. The wolf darted across the road and back into the woods across from me. I stared down the road, and thought about the wolf. How did it know? I shrugged and started to walk down the road, back to my house.
Once I got home, my dad was walking around the house combing his hair back into a ponytail. He kept his hair long despite my mom telling him to cut it. He never listened, but my mother let it go after a few years. Though, my dad never put his hair up, unless it was a special occasion.
"Where are you going?" I asked as I took of my shoes.
"Oh, uhm. Get dressed we're going to visit Billy. You remember him, right?" He said as he noticed that I came through the door.
"Billy...Billy Black?" I asked.
"Yeah, he called a few minutes ago and found out that we moved here last week." He said, and he started buttoning his shirt.
"Alright, what do I wear?" I asked.
"Uhm, I don't know...a skirt or something?" He said quickly.
"Alright, I'll be down." I said running up the stairs and into my room.
I walked to my closet. The doors slowly creaked open and I scanned my closet to take out something to wear, and that is when I saw the perfect thing. It was a black skirt and a simple maroon corset, I've been saving this for a special occasion, but there wasn't anything happening anytime soon. So, why not wear it now?
I slipped on the skirt, and put the corset, and tightened it. I walked to my mirror and took my straightener and quickly straightened my plain brown hair. I wondered if I should just put eyeliner on, but that was what I had always done. So I took out my eyeshadow palate, and gave the colors a once over. The red and black stood out, I took my brush and closed my eyes and brushed on the red, and then the black on the outside of my eyelids. I opened my eyes and it looked amazing. It made my plain brown eyes pop. I smiled at my reflection, and looked at my outfit all together with my converses, and trench coat, I looked perfect for a visit to Billy's. They hadn't seen me in 10 years!
I walked down the stairs of my house, and my Dad was waiting in the car. I quickly got into the car closed the door behind me, and looked towards the vast sky, and the sun completely set. Rolling the windows down, the brisk cold air as it whipped around my face, i felt calm. The lonely moon came up to the sky to start another long night, it glowed a golden yellow. I looked down to the forest the zoomed past us, and for a second I saw two eyes shining in the dark, moving with us. My eyes squinted, just to make sure if I was seeing the real thing, and it wasn't just my imagination.
"Fay, you remember Jacob...right?" my Dad said, and I reluctantly turned my head to him.
"Sort of, he was kinda shorter than me right? Spikey Hair?" I asked, trying to remember.
"Yeah, that was him. Billy's been telling me that you're in for a surprise." he chuckled.
"Well, so are they...I used to be this...fat chubby little thing! Thank god I took up track in Spokane." I said relieved. He laughed at that, because it was true. I remember trying to run after Jacob and his cousins. I could never catch up, even when I tried my hardest. They always made fun of me, but Jacob would sit next to me during the bonfires.
"Wait, is everyone going to be there?" I asked cautiously.
"Naturally, what did you expect? A small get together with Billy and Jacob? It's a bonfire. Like old times, Fay," He said smiling to himself. " I hope you brought your camera."
"I never leave home without it." I said smugly.
"Well, here we are...look, there's the smoke from the fire." he said pointing to the sky.
I opened my door, and walked toward the clearing where the fire was coming from. I was sort of nervous, only because this was the first time meeting everyone in 10 years. I don't remember much of their faces, and I was afraid they would take it offensively. I could hear the voices around the fire, and I could tell that they were mostly girls. I could see a man sitting in a wheelchair, and I guessed that it must be Billy. My dad came from behind me, and he pushed me forward until Billy turned his head and noticed us, smiling.
"Wayne!" He barked loudly, and a few heads turned.
"Billy! My man." My dad smiled opening his arms. They embraced like they were brothers, and then my Dad stepped back and gestured towards me.
"Fay? My heavens, she's beautiful, Wayne. She looks just like her mother." he said staring at me. The bonfire light was probably playing tricks on his eyes, because I had never been called pretty, let alone beautiful.
"Thank you, Billy." I replied.
"You just wait here, Jacob and the boys will be here any moment." he said. I nodded and turned away, letting my Dad and him catch up on everything. I looked around, and a few of the heads were staring, and the others whispering fast. I felt alone, and to ignore it, I looked up and I saw the beautiful yellow-golden Moon staring down at us. I held my camera up, as I looked through the lens, I saw that the shot was a little too close. So I started backing up without looking around, and I kept backing up. Out of nowhere, I started to hear a bunch of talking, laughing, and whooping. All at once, I bumped into a tree, a very...hard tree...or so I thought.
I turned around, and looked straight into a guy's chest. My eyes trailed up to his face, and I guessed that he must be around 6'3 or something. His jet-black hair was a little past his shoulders and his eyes, oh...Chocolate brown, beautifully chocolate brown. His eyes narrowed as he looked at me and then he slightly smiled.
"Embry! Why'd you stop walking?!" yelled someone from behind him. Embry...
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