I tripped over a tree root and hit my head on a big rock on the mossy ground. I put my hand to where I had hit my head. I pulled my hand away and saw blood on my fingers. I got up as quick as possible, stumbling as I did. I started to dust myself off and as I got up. I looked ahead of me and stopped where I was. A beautiful figure with pure black eyes stood a few yards ahead of me. I stopped and stared at the figure. I couldn't move. I kept trying to catch my breath but I couldn't because every time I looked at the figure my heart started to race. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. It was so mesmerizing. Its eyes were scary, but it didn't matter because it was so beautiful. I noticed it was a boy. His eyes were black and only black. He was as still as stone standing a couple hundred yards away from me. He started to walk slowly towards me, with his hands in his pockets, but suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. His head turned to the forest of trees next to us. A huge, black wolf stalked out and pulled himself in front of me. He was growling as the boy that had started walking to me even slower than before. The wolf was pacing in front of me, like he was protecting me. The boy was suddenly at me side. He grabbed me and pulled me to him. His entire body was colder than ice. The wolf was growling louder and louder, until finally he launched himself at the boy. I was still mesmerized at him until he whipped his hand at the wolf with such a strong force it blew the wolf back to a tree. The thick trunk snapped and the wolf fell motionless to the ground and didn't move or whimper or anything. I looked back at the figure and it was looking back at me. His eyes startled me. They were as black as night and they were even scarier up close. His hair was a dark brown, almost black, color. His skin was pale like marble. His skin was also just as smooth as marble. I tried to break loose from him, but his grip was too tight. He put his cheek to the hollow of my neck and I could feel his cool breath against me. He pulled his head up to my ear.
"Don't fall in love with me, you'll get hurt." He whispered. He put his face in front of mine, so his lips were an inch away from my lips. He let out a breath. I felt woozy all of a sudden. His breath smelled so good, so I leaned into him. He let out another breath and I felt even woozier. I started to sway and I fell into the boy. He scooped me up in his arms and walked over to the wolf. He laid me next to where the wolf was lying and I passed out cold.
I jumped, startled, realizing it was only a dream. I was sweating. I had had this dream many times after I had known I was going to live with my mom. I remembered that I was not in the woods but on a plane. I remembered everything now. Even the wretched car ride to the airport with my dreadful dad, getting on the plane and wishing to myself for my dad to have a wonderful life without me because I sure was going to have a wonderful life without him. I even remembered falling asleep. I started looking out the window when the seatbelt light came on. The plane I was on went from Dallas to Port Angeles. My dad lives in Dallas, Texas and my mom lives in Forks, Washington. Port Angeles was the closest I could get to Forks. When the plane landed I grabbed my bulging bag from the compartment above my seat and slug it over my shoulder. I walked down the aisle and started hurrying towards the door.
When I walked out I saw Ben-my step dad, Mitzie-my mom, and Dwayne-my stepbrother waiting for me. Since the carry on was the only bag I had brought, we all got into the car after they had said hello and had hugged me.
"Kaitlin, when we get home we have a surprise for you." Mitzie said to me. I was seventeen, with long curly, brown hair. My hair went down to about between my elbow and shoulder. I had hazel-sometimes brown-eyes. I was a little tan from living in Texas for two years. Other than that I'm pretty ordinary.
"Hey mom, do we have any neighbors my age that I might be able to get acquainted with? You know, so that I have friends to sit with at school on my fist day??" I asked my mother.
"Yes, we do. Her name is Bella. She lives with her dad, Charlie. I think her boyfriend's name is… Edward. Yeah, Edward Cullen." she replied.
"Okay." I imagined trying to be friends with people here. Yeah that's not going to be pretty. And I had to live in this rainy, cold, wet weather. I was so used to the sun. I had gotten a little less pale in Texas, now I was going to get paler than before.
"Oh… and there's a reservation called La Push. There are plenty of people your age or close to your age. Plenty of boys too!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, whatever mom." I said as she laughed. "When do I start school?" I asked her.
"This Monday." she said excitedly. Today was Saturday so I only had a little time to make friends before school. I have no idea why she was so excited. I sure wasn't and I was pretty sure Dwayne wasn't happy about it either. Even though it was my first day, it was almost the end of the school year.
