So here it is! My first ever fic. Hope you enjoy it, as I've certainly enjoyed planning it all out. The title 'The Taste of My Blood' is slightly cheesy, and not very well thought through. But give me some credit, eh? I'll try to update frequently, but I've just got into sixth form and I have a lot of studying to do. But please, read on.
Disclaimer: The Cullens and that aren't mine, blah blah blah, but Steph is completely mine, and a few others. I know Alice is with Jasper in the book, but they're not together and never have been in this fic. If you're reading this I'm guessing you've read the book, in which case you'll know who is and who isn't mine.
Chapter One – Rude Awakening
I'll admit, I wasn't too worried about joining a new school. Ever since we moved house I had been looking forward to joining the school in Forks. I knew it was Bella's school, and we had been best friends in middle school, so I started texting away to her when I knew I'd be joining. It would be great to see Bella again, and this 'gorgeous' new boyfriend of hers.
Yes, you heard. Some Edward Collin, who was meant to be a complete heartthrob. Or was it Collen? I didn't know. Right then I didn't care. Hell yeah, I changed.
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"Steph," I heard a familiar voice call. "Stephy?"
"Mmmmm…" I mumbled, turning in my purple bedspread.
Dan. The familiar voice was my older brother Dan.
Then I got a rude awakening.
"Stephanie Ridgley! Get the hell up!" Dan moaned, tickling me violently as if we were seven again.
I gave in; squeal and throwing him off me as I got up. He was already in jeans and t-shirt, even though he should really be having a lie-in. He had a day off work today, when he normally had a shift at a café in town.
My brother is a complete kid. He's nineteen, still living with us, without a proper job and no intent of going to uni. That and he doesn't ever shut up.
"Mom's waiting for you downstairs, kiddo," Dan said, ruffling my short brown hair. I pulled away quickly.
"I'm not a kid," I sighed. "You're more immature than me, Danny-boy,"
"Whatever," he replied, walking out of my bedroom and into his.
I shook my head and walked downstairs, to find my mom, her black hair scraped into a pony-tail and an apron tied around her.
"Morning Steph," she greeted, a hint of stress in her voice.
I smiled and nodded at her, before seeing a plate of jam on toast on the table.
"Toast?" mom asked, hiding stress with a smile.
Becca Ridgley. AKA: 'Mom'. The most over-protective, fussy woman in the world. She should have a world record for it.
"I'm not hungry," I mumbled, rubbing my tired eyes.
"You tired?" Mom asked, fussing over me as always.
"No, just warn out," I replied, walking back up the stairs.
It was my own fault. I don't like keeping still; I always feel the need to… move around. But believe me; I can be incredibly lazy when I wanted too.
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I wasn't particularly bothered about first impressions. What I mean is, I wasn't stressing over what to wear as if my future career depended on it. Popularity is the least of my worried.
I tired to make an effort, but ended up throwing on a simple pink t-shirt and some dark blue denim-jeans. I shoved a pink head band in my difficult, brown hair and slipped on a pair of black converse. I didn't look all that fashionable, but it would do.
"Bye mom," I whispered, excepting an awkward hug from my mother.
"Good luck," she replied, holding the door for me. I slipped on a denim jacket and called: 'See ya, Dan' I called up the stairs. Unsurprisingly, I didn't get a reply. I figured he was either asleep or enthralled on his Xbox. Either way, it was a typical 'Dan' style thing to do. I rolled my eyes and walked out the door, taking in a breath of fresh air. Forks high school, here I come!
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Ok, I know that was a VERY quick update. Oh yeah, and Merry Christmas, everybody! I know the end line of chapter one is kind of cheesy, but I couldn't resist. Anyways, please review!