This is the first fanfic i have done in such a long time. It's based loosely on Twilight but it doesnt revolve around the typical characters. Please let me know what you think.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any rights the the characters created but Stephanie Meyer
Chapter One
I hate school! I hate school! I hate school! I hate school!
Was all Louisa muttered as she walked up the steps to her new school.
St Michael's School for the Gifted
In other words a school for nerds and she was in here – like everyone else – by offer. This wasn't a school to buy your way into; you had to apply which meant a series of tests and exams to get in and even then they only take something ridiculous like 10% of applicants. It was ridiculous. At least she didn't have to wear a bloody uniform!
Louise found her way to the office easily enough, the great sign on the wall was probably a dead giveaway, but hey. There were only a few people in line so she waited patiently. As she got closer to the front desk, she could get a better look at the man behind it.
Young – maybe mid 20's to early 30's – short brown hair, clean shaven, and moss green eyes. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows, and the top few buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a gold crucifix on a thick gold chain.
Louise had to hand it to him, he was cute.
If only I was a few years younger, she thought to herself as she stepped up to the desk and smiled at the man. Doug – she read his name tag pinned to his shirt pocket.
'Hi Doug, I'm Louise Helsing. I'm just starting today.'
Doug smiled at the girl in front of him, her brilliant blue eyes sparkled against her pale skin and her inky black hair shone under the fluorescent lights of the office. She was stunning, simple as that.
'Umm . . .' Doug shook himself mentally, and he was thankful that he was sitting behind a desk. 'Hi, Welcome. Well here's your timetable and a map of the school.' He gave Louise two pieces of paper before handing her a small glossy booklet with the school symbol on the cover. 'And this is a booklet on the rules and guidelines of the school.'
Louise took the booklet with a slight reproachful look, but quickly smiled when she remembered Doug was watching her.
'Thanks, Doug.' She said.
Louise quickly walked out of the office and headed for her first class. She chucked the glossy booklet Doug had given her into the first bin she could find. What did she need rules for? It's not like she was planning to stay in school for long. Just long enough to keep her guardian off her back.
The day was cloudy and dismal just like every day in this horrible little town. A cold wind was blowing across the courtyard and Louise was thankful that she didn't feel the cold. But as she walked, she noticed that there was something wrong about the wind. It smelt funny, like standing downwind from some pungent smell but not a strong smell, it was more subtle than anything else. Louise spun around searching for the source of the smell. It was like nothing she had ever smelt before – and she had smelt a lot of things – it was foreign, it was different. It smelt sweet, sickly sweet, but with an almost wet dog undercurrent.
Louise looked frantically around but the school was rapidly filling with students making it harder to locate the source, as new smells were flooding her senses. Then, just as suddenly as it had hit, the scent was gone. Realising that she must look like a total idiot, she quickly righted herself hoping that no one paid much attention to her weird behaviour.
Great, she thought as she quickly headed to her next class, first day and already I look like a total spaz!
Each room that Louise passed was identical to the one before it. They were all dismal with rows of single desks with a chair neatly positioned behind each. It was like prison, a prison where you had to learn and were able to go home at the end of the day, but prison none the less. And she should know. Finally Louise found a room with a gold plaque next to the door which read F24. She checked her timetable that Doug had given her;
Double Chemistry
Ms G. Parker
Room F24
Yep this was her class. Louise peered inside the room to find a few kids sitting at the long science benches talking. She wandered inside and sat down at the bench furthest away from the teacher's desk. The rest of the class filed in soon after. A blonde girl sat down next to her, smiling pleasantly. From the look at her Louise could tell that this girl was a stereotypical 'popular'.
'Hi' she said holding out her hand for Louise to shake. 'I'm Chelsea. You must be new.'
Well no shit Sherlock, what gave that away? 'Louise' she said shaking the girl's hand.
Louise was sure the blonde girl (she'd forgotten her name already) would have continued talking, but at that moment the teacher walked in and the lesson began.
Yay, Louise thought sarcastically, 80 minutes of total and utter boredom!