Disclaimer-I Do Not Own Twilight
Prologue
Things have been the same in Glastonbury since I was little. Nothing new ever happens. I've had the same friends since I was little, Mallory and Lecky. I have lived with my divorced dad since I was 5. Nothing new. Everyday is the same. I feel like I'm living the same day, day after day. I wish, I just wish that something interesting would happen, anything.
"This place will grow on you Cleo," My dad says, "You'll see," maybe just maybe, something interesting will happen. Maybe.
Chapter 1
The sun shone in through my window. I put my pillow over my eyes. I hate Thursdays! It's mid-week, and it's not yet Friday. Is there anything to like? I pulled my sheets off and looked out the window. There was a fresh blanket of snow on the ground. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen table. My dad had pancakes on the table. I ate my breakfast and did my morning routine. I pulled on my thick winter jacket. It would be another cold day in Glastonbury, Connecticut. I got in my Dad's old Altima. I turned the heat on. I got a blast of cold air.
"Shit its cold! Damn heater!" I yelled as I hit the heater. I pulled out of the driveway and into the street.
When I got to school everyone was outside shivering, as usual. I walked over to my two friends Lecky and Mallory.
"Hey Cleo!" They both shout as I walk over to them. As I was walking I felt an icy pain in the back of my head (a snowball). I turned around. There was no one around so I kept walking over to Malz and Leck. We sat down at our usual bench. (Nothing is ever new in Glastonbury, EVER!!)
"So, I heard that AMC is playing Twilight tonight!" said Leck.
"It would only be our third time seeing it!" Malz laughed.
"Sure. It sounds like fun. I just hope my dad will let me," I said.
"Who said you were asking?" Asked Alexis (Lecky). I shook my head and took out my book, Breaking Dawn I was on page 652! Just as I opened my book the bell rang. I walked to my locker and put my black winter coat in my locker. As I walked to class Chris (my best guy friend) came up behind me.
"Boo!" he yelled
"Oh my god!" I yelled. I hit him in the shoulder.
"Aww now that hurts," He laughed. I glared at him as we walked to science with my evil teacher. I hate her. She could drown in a well and I could care less!
Mrs. Foley walked past my table. She gave me a dirty look. All of a sudden a kid comes in through the door. I was busy trying not to fail so I didn't look up. Chris nudged me from behind.
"This kid is paler than a ghost," He said, "Good luck!" He smirked. Quiet honestly I had no clue what he was talking about. Then the new kid sat down next to me. I have to have the only empty seat next to me?
"Well," Mrs. Foley started.
"Edward" New kid said. Edward? Paler than a ghost? No it can't be. He kind of resembles Edward Cullen but, he is fictional! I look up at him.
"Well Edward," Ms. Foley said, "Maybe you can help Cleo not fail." I gave her a dirty look. Then the bell rang. Brrring Brrring.
Soon enough it was the end of the day "See you guys tonight," I said to Mallory and Lecky as we departed. I walked over to my car and started the heat. It was actually heat! As I pulled out of the school lot, I noticed new kid with a bunch of other people. I must be going crazy, I thought to myself.
My dad's cruiser was in the driveway. He must be home from work early. I collected my stuff and stepped out of my car. I was greeted with a blast of arctic cold wind. I shivered.
"Great! The stairs are icy. Just wonderful!" I say walking up the stairs. I felt my feet fall out from under me. When I opened my eyes I was on the ground. On my back. I HATE ice, I thought to myself. When I finally got up the steps, Grant (my dad) was sitting in our yellow and orange living room with two people I had never met. There was a man and a woman. The man was blond and had his hair slicked back He was wearing a colored shirt with a tie. He was also wearing a wool black grayish jacket. The woman was a brunette. Her hair was very light. She was wearing a blue dress. And black snow boots. And they were both very . . . pale!? I must be dreaming. This couldn't be real!
"Cleo hi, this is Dr. Carlisle and Mrs. Esme Cullen. They just moved here," My Dad said.
"Hello Cleo," Carlisle said, "It's very nice to meet you," He put his hand out for me to shake it. I stood there. Finally I reached out for his hand. It was cold. Ice cold. Esme nodded and smiled.
"Your dad has told us much about you," Her voice was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard. I half smiled. Ok, it's official. . . I am crazy. I turned around and headed for my room. I walked up the staircase and put my bag down next to my chestnut desk. I lay down on my orange and pink poke-a-dot bed. I opened a water bottle and took a big sip. Then I started my homework. I have to be dreaming, I thought, the Cullen's don't exist. How can this be? Then the door bell rang. It was time to go to the movies.