Fire or Ice?

A Twilight Fanfic

Written by

KenzieLee

Chapter 1: Breakable

A loud crackle of thunder jolted me upright in my bed. I sighed heavily, the clock on my nightstand read an all to early Three O'clock A.M, I decided I would wait for Charlie to take a shower before I did. Charlie deserved all the hot water he wanted, he had a long day ahead of him he was pulling double shifts all week. I slowly got out of bed and walked to my door swiftly turning on my light momentarily blinding myself. I looked at my small room, the walls were a pale baby blue with dark cherry oak trimming. Not much had changed in the time I had gone, I shouldn't say "gone" more like the time I lived with my mother René.

I tried to keep my mind off of her, worrying about her didn't do any good hopefully Phil was taking care of her. She could be such a ditz, but I wasn't any different. I went down the stairs into the small kitchen, I put on a pot of coffee for Charlie and a put the kettle on for my morning cup of tea.

I heard my dad's door open and the bath room door closing. The shower turned on and I walked up the stairs. I opened my door and walked into my room, I walked over to my small closet and began looking for optional outfits. I picked out a pair of faded blue jeans and one of my sky blue hooded sweater.

The water clicked off and my dad was peaking into my room a few moments later. " The showers all yours Kenzie." My father said briskly closing the door.

I walked quickly to the bathroom, yes I shared a bathroom with my father but it was better than having no bathroom at all. I looked into the bathroom mirror, I really hadn't changed much when I turned fifth teen, over a month and a half ago. My red hair was still short just above my ears, my chocolate brown eyes still seemed dull to me. I had reached my full height of five feet six inches. I don't even want to talk about my horrid glasses.

As I dressed after my shower I started to contemplate skipping school, I hate all of the first day of school stupidity. I hated never being accepted by the popular crowd and then being shunned from the geeks for my lack of study skills, not even the freaks wanted to be my friend. I Guess being born on Friday the thirteenth brought more than just bad luck for me.

I heard a honk outside in the driveway, I ran down the stairs stumbling a bit as I tried to open the front door. After unlocking two deadbolts I swung open the door to see my dad standing next to a sky blue Jeep!

"Well you match your new truck." Charlie said pointing to my new truck that had a big red bow on the hood.

I walked up to my dad and gave him a bear sized hug. "Dad how can you possibly afford this?" I asked hoping he didn't spend too much money on me.

My father gave me a stern look and said, "Not much really, it was a selvedge title a friend of mines kid built it. You remember Billy Black don't you? You know lives down in La Push."

I smiled and nodded along as I opened the front door to the truck, I don't have a full license but I had a school and a work permit. I loved it the seats looked amazing with their black leather and blue strips. Incase you haven't caught on I absolutely love the color blue!

"You better go get something to eat then get to school. I have to get to work I won't be too late." He said as he got into his police cruiser and pulled out of the driveway as I walked into the house.

I had three cups of tea and two jammy dodgers, bread and jam. I tugged my backpack over my shoulder and almost ran to my truck. When I got in I noticed it had a pretty old stereo but it still got the local country station and I sang my way to the school, it was just a block off the highway but everything in Forks was just off the highway.

The school really wasn't much, a lot of buildings clustered together in one small campus. Forks High school had 267 students well now 268. My eighth grade class alone had 500 students not counting all of the out sourcing they did during the school year. That brought one thing painfully into perceptive, I would be a freshman here.

I let out an exasperated sigh as I shut off my jeep.

I pulled out my school schedule, it read First period English building 3 room 12, Mr. Varner, something good to have in the morning. I had a flare for English I had always loved to read. I stepped out of my jeep It must look rather funny. The truck set about a foot and a half off the ground, so I pictured myself looking like a midget getting out of a monster truck.

I started walking toward building three, there were people pointing and others whispering, no doubt I was the topic of the gossip. The Sheriffs son coming back to Forks, and I could guess they all knew that I was gay. It had never once bothered Charlie he could care less I guess, he just told me to be careful. Charlie was an easy guy, a little stubborn like yours truly, but a loving and caring father even if he was easily embarrassed.

A tall boy with blond hair was the first to greet me. "Hi, you must be Mackenzie Swan. I'm Mike Newton." He said enthusiastically.

"Mac, call me Mac. Nice to meet you Mike." I said in a shy voice, I wasn't normally shy but when I was around new people I was shy for about day or two.

He opened the door and ushered me in. Mike was very chatty guy, I could see talking to him would be easy. He kept up the talk all the way until the bell rang. He sat on my right. I saw him then walk to the seat on my left, a tall copper haired boy with golden eyes. My first thought was, wow. I remembered what mom always said, 'Looks aren't everything honey.'

So I tried to see if there were any visible flaws. When he looked at me with a small smirk, I turned away quickly. I pulled out a three ringed binder and began to jot down something's I needed to do after school. My mind wondered a little as we waited for the teacher to show up. I began by trying to clear my thoughts when I thought I heard Mike's voice talking about an up and coming football game.

"Mike, did you just say something?" I asked turning to look at Mike.

He shook his head as a bald man walked into the room. "All right welcome back to school. I am Mr. Varner, for those who have tried to block me out of their minds." The class snickered a bit, maybe he wouldn't ask me to talk to the class. "We have a new student with us, his name is Mackenzie Swan. He is a sophomore. Would you mind telling us a bit about yourself?" He asked motioning me toward the board.

I stood reluctantly and walked to the board. "He my name is Mac Swan, I just transferred in from Phoenix, Arizona. I am 15 and I enjoy reading and taking long walks on the beach." I said sarcastically, the class broke out in laughter so did Mr. Varner.

"Well welcome to forks I hope you enjoy your stay here with us." the teacher said as I sat down not being able to look at the boy sitting on my left.

I kept my mind occupied with guessing the kids around me ages and names. It became very fun as I started using older names for them like Vincent and Bessie. I then started having a conversation with myself, over weather or not to jump up and leave or just stay and wait out the day.

I made a joke to myself about Mr. Varner's hair, when I heard laughter next to me I saw that the boy on my left was trying to hold back laughs. Some people think I am weird but laughing for no reason, that is just plain weird.

The first four classes of the day were pretty boring and I didn't see the copper haired boy again. The lunch bell rang and I walked from my locker to the lunch room, I went through the line taking only an apple, I wasn't a big lunch eater. Mike's table was full and I didn't feel like being reject so I sat at a table toward the right side of the lunch room.

Then as if I was being granted a wish the copper haired boy followed by one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen in my life sat at the table in front of me. Then a very large boy and a blond boy sat down followed shortly after by a small pixie like girl. I tried not to stare but couldn't help it when the copper haired boy turned and looked sheepishly at me. I knew all at once I was blushing. I took a bite of my apple and stood up fishing my car keys out of my front pocket. I turned on my heel and left the lunch room, or tried at least. I was sadly tripped by some jock, he laughed when I dropped my apple, my head got all stuffy then and for some reason his soda erupted when he opened it. I took that as my sign to get the heck out of there.

I made it out to my truck before I began to cry tears of anger, another school and I was still the outcast. I turned on the truck in a sad attempt to warm it up thankfully it had a full tank of gas. I turned on the radio and switched to some hard rock and tried to let all of my worries fade away. It worked I was almost instantly calm, then there was a gentle raping on my window which made me scream like a little girl.

I rolled down my foggy window to see the copper haired boy standing there an almost concerned look in his golden eyes. " the bell just rang for fifth hour." The boy said in a velvet smooth voice.

"Thanks for telling me." I said as I shut off the truck after rolling up my window. He opened the door for me.

I hopped out and he said, "My name is Edward Cullen, your Mac Swan aren't you?"

He had called me Mac instead of the usual Mackenzie I detested that name!

"Hi Edward, yes that's me the one and only tripping freak." I mumbled sarcastically.

Edward laughed and oh what a laugh he had it sounded like a melody to a song almost. I blushed as I was thinking this.

"Nice to meet you mind if I walk with you to class? I have Biology." He said in a mocking tone.

I replied that I had that class too.

"Not to be rude but you look a little young to be a sophomore." Edward said as we walked into the lab.

I sighed, "I was moved up a grade, something about being smart and having a genus IQ. I don't remember I don't pay attention to that kind of stuff. " I joked as we walked in, we both laughed.

For some reason when we walked into the room everyone looked up at us. It was completely silent, then little by little it began. I hate whispering, nothing pisses me off more than whispering. It always means someone is talking bad about you.

"Okay everyone I am Mr. Kerry, how about you pick your lab partners and we get started by watching a movie and taking some notes sounds easy enough eh'?" a man said clapping his hands.

Watching people pair up for science was like watching a horse race, people were jumping over one another asking people then quickly taking benches. It was a scramble of everyone.

"Would you mind if we were partners Mac?" I heard a voice ask.

I turned and saw Edward sitting in a seat looking expertly at me, I nodded then sat down next to the beautiful boy. I thought I saw his mouth turn up in a smile, but at what?

There was a brown haired girl and a black haired girl sitting in front of Edward and myself she said to her partner glancing back at us, " Wow the two freaks partnered up. A fag and a freak I should say." then she was snickering with her friend.

My head began to hurt again then there was a sharp snapping noise as the girl who had just spoken about me fell off her chair when two of the legs gave out. The whole class burst out in laughter expect one person, Edward he was looking at me as if I had just pulled the chair out form under the girl. Edward turned away quickly and began taking the notes off the board I did the same.

The last bell rang and I was out of my seat and out the door before Edward could say a word to me. My locker was by the Cafeteria so I made a beeline for the connecting door. I did my combination and stuffed my notebooks into my bag and was running for the door. I had to get out of there my senses were screaming at me to get in my car and drive home.

I did just that I greeted Charlie and ran for my room plopping down on my bed, and like that the first day of school was over. Now only about 179 more days of hell to endure.

That night as I slept I dreamed of a boy with dark tan skin and a buzz cut, he turned in to a wolf and was protecting me from some unseen force. He defeated whatever was making him anger then he swept me into a hero kiss and like that it was over and I was in a dreamless sleep once more.