This is new to me. Never have I attempted a Twilight Fanfic. So stick with me on this. I should be updating my other stories, but as I have been neglecting my writting for so long, I need something fresh to kick me off. So here it is. Yes, a high school fic. Over used, yes. But seeing as I havent had the true experience in the working world, I dont want to write about something I know hardly anything about. But we have all been through the trauma of high school.
This is just a little taster. Just to see how the land sits and to see if people like the idea of the story. If not, it goes in the bin and I try my hand at something else. I'm going to be writting this amoungst all my crap with university, so early apologies for staggered updates.
So if you like my idea, review. Constructive criticism is also wanted. I like to know your opinions on how to improve things. So if you enjoy, you can have the first chapter. But you're going to have to tell me if you like it, and I always love reviews off my readers.
Disclaimer: I dont own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does. Lucky cow. I just have Edward pinned up on my wall. A rugged looking Edward...yummy.
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I remember my first buzz. The high life. The euphoria from one sniff. All my problems gone…for a while. It was for fun at first. Hakuna Matata. No worries.
My family never understood why I did what I did. Why I was so adamant on destroying myself. I was going to hell...may as well do it in style.
I was a high speed train on a one way track…no way of getting of…and only so long until it crashed.
Well, until her.
Yes, a girl. Cheesy, clique…but true my friend. One look into her eyes and I had to have her. Yes, for the sex at first. So I did what any normal guy would do…I hit on her.
And yeah, she turned me down…numerous times.
Yet, I'm a persistent bastard when I want to be. I kept trying until I had her. Even though she had me in the end. What started out as a simple plan to get the new girl into bed with me, ended up with me…you get the picture.
I called her my Angel in disguise. She just laughed at me. She didn't realise just how she had saved me. She was my other track, a parallel train that I could jump to for safety.
I regret not realising that by her saving me, I ended up destroying her. Her candle was put out all because of me.
I owe her so much. And she's never going to know.
That car was meant for me… I was meant to be in that road…
That was the first time I can ever remember where I wore a suit…her funeral.
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You like? If so, review and I'll provide chapter uno. Much loves. xx