A/N: Lol got a text today from my brother, apparently he and his friend thought the fridge had broken so they ate EVERYTHING, even the old cheese from two years ago. So then mum comes home and shows them it was just unplugged lmao. Great news my ribs are healing quickly, I may secretly be a werewolf or something (lol the voices in my head keep saying that) anyways…I can probably go home early to my new house in TEXAS. Just ignore me and read and review, wouldn't want you thinking I was weird or something XD.
All week I grew border, and border, and border. Who would've guessed that I would die from boredom, I can see my grave stone now:
Katie Natasha Johnson
Sarcastic friend, annoying sister and stubborn daughter.
23rd April 1992 - 6th November 2008
Ok so that thought may be a tiny bit dramatic, but this is basically all I do: wake up, argue with Anne, have breakfast, argue more, go to school, ignored everyone there, come home, more arguing, homework, be annoyed by Suzie, eat dinner, argue with Anne once again and then take a shower and pitifully go back to my comfort zone: bed. And comfort + tiredness + a bed sleep. To be honest I could barely stop myself falling asleep as I lay in bed reading one of my books. I heard a soft knock on my door and blinked, trying to reopen my eyes. As I did my Dad came into view in my doorway.
"Hey Katie." He murmured, I smiled weakly, sitting up in bed. His face was thoughtful then he walked forward. "Do you remember when you were little I would talk about going fishing a lot?" He asked, I nodded, confused and exhausted. "Well, I always used to go when I was stressed or bored, and well you've been kind of quiet these days kiddo, maybe you should come with us tomorrow?" He asked, I eyed him to see if he was trying to trick me, then slowly I nodded. He grinned, and kissed my forehead.
"Night Dad." I mumbled, he nodded now and went back, shutting my door and turning off my light. So much for reading, I gave into my fate and slept peacefully.
Next thing I know someone is jumping on my bed AND on top of me. My eyes focused on Suzie, who was laughing and screaming.
"Wakey! Wakey!" She screeched with laughter, I glowered at her and then at Anne, who was standing in the door way, quite pleased with herself.
"This was your doing." I stated, each word with hatred projected at her. She smirked and walked away. I shuffled my legs, knocking Suzie to the floor. She yelped and landed with a thud, I rolled in my covers to go back to sleep, but much to my dismay I landed on the floor in the same position as Suzie, who burst out laughing. I kicked her and she began hitting me with her tiny fists.
"Your are so unreasonable!" She yelled before crawling out of the room, what the hell?
"KATIE, YOU BETTER BE READY BY NOW!" I heard my Dad yell, I seemed to recall being shaken awake earlier by him saying we had to leave in an hour or so, I had mumbled something and fallen back asleep. My eyes widened and I pushed my covers off me, no time to make my bed. I stumbled to my wardrobe and grabbed some old jeans and a button up camping shirt. My old shoes had never known the outdoors, because there was never any need to wear hiking boots in San Diego, but now I put them on for the first time in around two years. They were slightly too small and they itched. But I had no other footwear suitable for fishing. Seriously it was either vans or converses or sandals, and I did not want to ruin any of my shoes, just like any other girl I would probably cry for two weeks if I got mud on my converses. I brushed my hair, but it still went into waves, my bangs sticking out. I groaned and grabbed a headband quickly, forcing it over my forehead, I didn't bother to take another look. I ran downstairs after brushing my teeth, and then crashed into my Dad who was waiting at the bottom step, he glared at me then grinned.
"Finally Kate." He breathed and lead me outside, my stomach growled in protest, hunger seemed more appealing then fishing at the moment. Chief Swan was waiting in his police car, I rolled my eyes. Dad dragged me towards it and explained to Charlie, who grinned.
"Well Bella was never one for fishing, but I'm sure if Katie's up for it!" Charlie said as we got in. "Jake's dropping Billy off at the fishing pier so we can drive straight there." He stated, I wasn't listening. I didn't really remember agreeing to this even, and I was certainly not up for it. Maybe if I made a nuisance of myself they would never invite me again.
"So how have things been?" Dad asked, Charlie shrugged.
"Bella got married and had a baby, beautifulest little tyke in the world." Charlie said, half proud, half sad once again.
"Who's the lucky guy?" Dad asked, prodding for more info as he did.
"Edward Cullen, never liked him much, but I 'spose she loves him." Charlie went off into a grumble and there was an awkward silence from then on. I stared out the window, watching the trees and rain. Dad was humming along to the radio and even blurted out the chorus with Charlie eagerly, much to my embarrassment. I cringed in the backseat and kept my eyes out of the window, how I would've screamed if the windows had been down. A police cruiser along the highway, two middle aged men inside belting out the words to the Beatles, I would've died then. I caught sight of a few cars parked by a cliff and some figures standing by the edge, one by one they jumped and my eyes widened in shock, how stupid were the people here? To be honest I could see why they wanted to commit suicide, this place was ironically dull.
Charlie saw my face in the rear view mirror and chuckled.
"It's what the boys do for recreation here." He explained, my eyes were still wide. I guess tomb stoning kind of fitted, it gave you a thrill and when all you had was woods everywhere…
"Don't you think of doing anything like that kiddo." My Dad warned, with a hint of humour.
"I think I would mostly like trip and fall rather then jump Dad, don't worry." I retorted.
"Knowing you…" He started, I shot him a scowl and turned my face to the window again. There was more silence till the car pulled to a stop outside a small pier like thing by the sea. I smiled at least the beach was a change from the forest. We got out and the adults went over to another car, a man in a wheel chair was waiting, three tall males with him. I followed, unsure of what to do.
"Crikey! Is that really you David!" The man in the wheel chair, who I guessed was this Billy person, said in disbelief.
"It's been a while!" My Dad said in response, the same happy tone. They all came into view. Charlie and Dad were in deep conversation with Billy already and the other three were looking at each other, exchanging comments and remarks. The three were probably in their early twenties, tall and muscular and if I do say so, very handsome. They looked at me at the same time, with the same look, it was creepy, like they were mirrored with each other. They had the same black hair and darkly tanned skin, but they were all different, but similar enough that they could be related.
"Thanks Jake, you and Quil and Embry can head up to the cliff now. Say hi to the pa…gang for me." Billy said to them, they nodded and began walking back to the cliff, I raised an eyebrow, wouldn't it be easier for them to drive and faster?
"Has Jake got taller?" Charlie asked Billy as they got some fishing rods. Billy shrugged.
"Hard to tell with me being in the sitting position all the time." He sighed, Charlie and Dad didn't push it. It was hard to imagine these three guys when they were my age. Less wrinkled, maybe gangly and stubbleless.
"Come on Katie!" My Dad called, I ran after them, carrying a box of tackles and bait. Soon we were set up on the little pier, we had three chairs, sitting along the edge with two buckets of bait in between us. I was almost asleep, holding my rod over the water, waiting. So far the men had caught around seven fish, I had caught none. I decided to give up and just day dream, my thoughts wandering back to San Diego. I would probably be at the mall, being dragged along shopping by my friends at the moment. I'm sure they'd have laughing fits if they knew what I was doing right now. I saw out of the corner of my eye the boys were still jumping off the cliff. I watched as one person went off backwards, their yelps of adrenaline echoing off the water. As they fell the 100 hundred feet my stomach churned, how could they stand it? Maybe they originally tried it for suicide but survived and it caught on, that's the only way I can see it as recreation.
Suddenly there was a tugging at my rod, which I hadn't noticed before. It slowly slid from my grip and I grabbed the rod quickly, but doing so I was tugged into the air, I screamed and Dad, Charlie and Billy shouted out warnings and Dad dived out of his chair to grab me. I landed with a splash in the water a few yards away from the pier. The icy water bubbled around me, acknowledging my entrance into it. I came to the surface and spluttered, choking on the salt water. For some reason, they were laughing.
"Now, how did you manage that?" Billy chuckled as Dad helped me back up onto the pier. I scowled at all of them and sat unhappily in my chair, I saw the rod being tugged along the water and giggled, that fish must've been hungry.
"You'll catch a cold if we don't get you a change of clothes," Dad mumbled, great this meant going home.
"Sue might have a change of clothes, what with Leah still growing." Billy offered and I groaned inwardly.
"Come on, I'll call her on the way there." Charlie mumbled, folding his chair up. "We can get a bit to eat there too, then come back as long as Katie don't go swimming again." They got all the things and we piled into the cruiser, leaving the other car there for Billy's son. Charlie passed his cellphone to Billy halfway through the drive.
"Hey Sue! It's Billy, see you remember David Johnson? Well he and his kid came fishing with us and she sort of fell in. I know it was hilarious! Okay, sure get some of Leah's old clothes. Around five minutes? Okay, bye." He murmured into the phone, I watched the road, shivering because of the cold wet clothes I was wearing. We drove for the exact amount of time Billy had said, then stopped in front of a small two story house. It had once been a nice little cottage, but the white paint was peeling and the flowers in the small front garden were starting to wilt.
"Hasn't changed a bit." Dad breathed, smiling. They lead me inside, Billy going up a small ramp that had probably been made specifically for him. A tall, bulky woman with a kind face opened the door, she smiled warmly, her dimples showing.
"Well, you look like you've had fun fishing." She said, and then let us in. I hesitated, but she beckoned me in anyway. "I got you a change of clothes, I'm sure Leah wont mind you borrowing them." Sue said, leading me up the narrow staircase. There were three doors along the hall and she gestured to the one on the end. "You can get changed in there and then come down and have some lunch." She smiled again then went back downstairs. I breathed deeply then opened the door, there was a unmade bed pushed against one wall. A desk with a radio and books on it and a wardrobe that was full of clothes, half of them on the floor. There were some jeans and a shirt on the bed so I decided to put them on. Suddenly there were footsteps on the stairs, I attempted to get my jeans off quickly and then pulled my shirt over my head.
"Leah?" A deep husky voice called, I grabbed the jeans and was halfway putting them on when the door flew open. "Leah, you-" The person started, then I screamed, he screamed to. I stumbled backwards and fell on my butt, grabbing the shirt to cover up my chest, I was still screaming. He mumbled an embarrassed apology and ran out of the room, shutting the door behind him. There was shouting downstairs and then the sound of a door slamming. I was hyperventilating as I pulled on the shirt, my cheeks flaring a red.
Who can guess who that was? Lol. Please review!