I've been going over this idea for a while, so here goes. I really hope that Bella choices Jacob ducks from rotten veggies thrown by rabid Edward fans, but if that doesn't happen, I hope Jake is happy. This is my idea of how he could end up happy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Lily. Nothing people!
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I stare out the window of my father's police cruiser. I love the scenery of Forks, I'm used to it having spent a month of my life here since I was a baby. You see my Mom and Dad split before I was born. Mom couldn't stand the dreariness of this small town so she left with my older sister when she was only an infant. Little did Mom know, but she was really pregnant with me, Lily Annabelle Swan.
Now almost seventeen years later I'm going to live with my Dad and older sister. I had been going to a private school in Europe until I got kicked out at the end of the last semester. When I went back to Jacksonville, Mom told me that I would have to go stay with my Dad for my senior year of high school as she would be traveling a lot with my step Dad Phil who is a ball player.
It's not that bad having to move to Forks. Dad and I get along great; it's just my sister who I don't get along with. Bella and I are like oil and water, never having got along for very long. The only good thing is she will be getting married, next month, and then going away to school in September. I could deal with her for a month at the very least; I mean we did live together for almost ten years before I went away. We also fought like cats and dogs the whole time, but maybe we both grew out of that. I sighed absentmindedly at the thought.
"You okay sunshine?" Dad asks me a little awkwardly.
I force a smile onto my face before turning to look at him, "I'm fine Dad. Just a little jet lagged is all."
He nods knowingly, and thankfully doesn't push it; for this I'm grateful.
It's quiet for the remainder of the ride home. After what feels like hours we see the first signs of my father's house. Getting closer I am now able to see not only my sisters old 53 Chevy, but also a handsome silver Volvo, parked on the side of the road leaving the driveway free.
"Who's car is that?" I ask slightly awed.
Dad groans slightly under his breath before answering me, "Oh that belongs to Edward Cullen."
"Bella's Edward?"
Now that I think about it Bella had told me once that the Cullen's were loaded. I wish I owned a car like that, but I'd need my license for that and living in Europe I'd never went for it. Anyway, there is no point wishing for things that will never happen. The Swan's just didn't own nice things. The only reason I got into a private school was through a full scholarship that paid for travel, and computer.
Dad and I bring my things into the kitchen where my sister and a God meet us. My sister looks the same as always, taller then me by only an inch, long brown hair like mine (except I got Dad's curls), and identical eyes to me. People often tell us that if it weren't for the age, Bells and I could pull off being twins. The God was tall, muscular with bronzy hair, and the most beautiful gold eyes. I can't help but feel slightly envious of my sister for her catch.
"Hey Lils," Bella greets me giving me a hug. It feels forced, and I wonder if she is really matured since the few months since I've seen her, or if it was all a show for Edward.
"Hi Bells," I reply hugging her back. No point looking like a snob.
Then comes the awkward silence. I glance at my shoes listening to the actual cricket that must be inside the house. It does help add to the atmosphere of the moment I can't help but notice. This goes on until the God takes a step forward to me.
"Hello Lily," the God says extending his hand. "I'm Edward."
I gape at Edward hoping my mouth isn't hanging open. Shake the hand! Don't just stare at him like a moron! A voice hisses to me, and I quickly take his hand in my own. It's very cold, I notice, like it has been in the freezer or something.
"Hello," I mumble not able to make a more coherent sentence.
"I hope you enjoy it here in Forks."
"Forks good," I manage to choke out, putting my hands in the pockets of my favorite traveling jeans.
Forks good? Oh my God. He is going to think I'm a complete moron. I need to get out of the room and fast, super fast.
"I'm going to go. Out," I mumble, and then turn and head out the front door.
I just walk. I am so embarrassed. He is going to think I'm a moron, or a head case. I'm usually so good talking to guys! What could have happened?
It's awhile before I realize that I'm walking through the woods that run behind Dad's place. It's very beautiful around here, and I know it well, having walked it to near memorization as a child; so I'm not scared. The green forest passes me, and soon the sun is setting. I know I should be heading back home before Dad gets worried, but I can't yet. I don't think I can face anyone until I've calmed down a bit.
I take a deep breath, and take a seat on an overturned tree putting my head in my hands. Maybe I can live right here in the woods? It wouldn't be too bad to be a hermit, I suppose.
Suddenly there is a snapping sound, followed by shuffling coming from somewhere in front of me. I look up just in time to see a large, russet colored wolf, or at least that's what I'm guessing it is. It's at least two or three times the size of a normal wolf, but I'm not sure what else it could be. Anyway, there it is, maybe a foot or two from me, it's eyes locking onto mine. I feel almost as if I've seen those eyes before, but that's ridiculous. Right? It's the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me, but I'm not scared. In fact I feel incredibly safe, and calm. Before I know it the wolf seems to shake its head slightly, and then walks away.
After it's gone, I continue to stare at the spot where it was in awe. Finally, I decide I should go home. Charlie is going to be so pissed though, and that makes me dread getting there.
When I make it home, Dad is on the phone looking both anxious and, as I thought he would, mad. He turns to look at me as I walk into the room letting out a long breath, before addressing the speaker again, "Never mind Billy, she's just walked in. Thanks though, yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."
He hangs up the phone before turning to look at me. "Where in the world have you been?"
"I've been walking," I answer truthfully. I suddenly think about my sister, and when she went missing. Dad must have been thinking the same thing but the look on his face. I suddenly feel awful. "I'm sorry if I made you worry."
Dad takes another deep breath, but seems to relax. He comes over and hugs me. This is very shocking, as I do not have a hugging, touchy feely family. I hug him back though, happy I'm not in trouble, and he's not angry.
"Don't you ever scare me like that Lily," he says into my hair.
"I promise Dad."
He lets go of me after a second, "Well, you better get off to bed now. I put your bags up in your room."
I nod, "thanks Dad."
I head up the stairs quickly. The prospect of warm PJ's, and bed, makes me excited. All of a sudden I'm really tired, but also still energized. If this was only my first day in Forks, I wonder what the rest of my time here will entail? Whatever that may be, I'll be it's going to be amazing.
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Short, I know. I'm sorry. I'll try and get more soon if you all review and say if you like it. Constructive criticism is allowed, and preferred, thanked even. Whatever helps me to be a better writer. There will be some human Jacob in the next chappie so never fear.