So this is my first Fanfic I hope you all enjoy! XP
And so it begins...
I burst out of the school, tears pooling in my eyes. Lauren and her minions were bullying me again. I looked up and realized I was suddenly in the woods, pacing. I flung my backpack on the ground and started counting in my head.
1…2…3…
My name is Kara. I came to Forks high school to get away from the bullying but sadly it has found me once again. You see, I am not your average sophomore; I am in all honors classes. And if being crazy smart isn't a big enough target on my head, I am also, currently, working 2 jobs. My family doesn't make a lot of money so I am on my own for college. My hair is straight black and my skin is russet, I look like a Quileute but my dad says it's because my mom was Spanish. I am pretty tall, coming in at 5'8 and I am skinny. Basically, I look like everyone else.
429…430…431… I counted
I stopped pacing and checked my watch, 2:15, well I guess I'll just leave now, no need staying another 10 min. I grabbed my bag and started my walk back, taking extra time. Before I knew I was approaching my house, I opened the door, seeing a very drunk dad on the couch. I quickly, and quietly, ran up the stairs. I found my uniform on the back of my chair. I got dressed and made my way downstairs.
The walk to my job wasn't a long one, but it sucks, especially when it rains. But luckily tonight it wasn't raining. Rare. I walked through the employee entrance and grabbed my apron; I work at one of the only "nice" restaurants in Forks.
"Hey, how was school?" Betty asked. I shot her a glance.
"That bad?" she questioned.
"Worse" I said, she left to go tend to her table but I knew the conversation wasn't over.
Betty was one of my only friends, more like a mom though, considering she was 62. But she was a friend non-the-less. The age gap wasn't a big problem; she had the spirit of a 16 year old. Her hair explained it. Her short, white hair always had some kind of color streak in it, today it was blue. I laughed as she juggled 4 plates, setting each one in front of the correct person. I took my place at the hostess stand. I was standing there for a while before I heard the bell go off, I looked to see who it was.
I froze.
So? What did you think? Good? Bad? Questions?
~brown eyed clam