Chapter Two: Lost Woods
Disclaimer: I do not and never will own Twilight or any of it's characters. They belong to Stephanie Meyer. I do, however, own Julie Yang and her mother, Mai Yang. So far that's it. I might or might not add more. But I don't like to have a ton of OC's. I prefer to keep it to a minimum.
A/N: Hello again! I have good news and bad news; the good news is that this was a very fast update! (Call me Captain Obvious) Less than a week I think lol bad news is I have the flu which is why I got to update so soon. Instead of being at work and school I've been stuck in bed with loads of tissue, NyQuil and me trusty laptop. Oh and if you guys like visuals I'm an artist too so I'll be drawing up the main character and her mother as well as a sketch of their home. Once it's finished I'll post links to it in my profile as well as in the A/Ns. Aside from that I would just like to thank you all for the reviews. Thank you for the advise about the paragraphs Tobi-Is-Fluffy-Chan (: Let me know if it's better this chapter. If anyone else thinks of anything I can fix to make it better let me know in the reviews. Again thanks you guys cx sorry for all the rambling I'll get on with it. Te presento Chapter Dos :D ENJOY 3
The sun was high in the sky when Mom shook me awake. I peeked out from under the hood of the sweatshirt I had put on last night. It had felt like the temperature dropped below zero and it was barely September. Surrounded by trees that had red, orange and yellow leaves was an impressive house. It was two stories and the siding was pearl white with black shutters. The porch, which led to a wooden front door, had a cute little swing bench. To the left of the house, on the side of the garage, was a paved path that led to the backyard.
"Julie, stop day dreaming and start unpacking. I need to leave in about a half hour!" Mom urged. I shook my head at her silently, she was always in such a rush. I groaned as I forced myself to move. Once I was out of the SUV I stretched as far as I could. I heard my back and knees crack loudly, due to the uncomfortable sleeping arrangement I was in. It felt good to be up and moving around but that didn't mean I was completely awake.
I wiped away the sleep boogies from my eyes and groggily moved to the back of the Cadi and pulled out my giant navy suitcase. Mom was coming out of the house when I turned around to go in. She smiled at me so wide it almost looked painful. I gave her skeptical look as she stopped short in front of me.
"What..?" I asked suspiciously. She rolled her eyes at my tone and signaled for me to follow her. After she stuffed two more boxes into her arms she marched back towards our new home. Lazily, I grabbed the handle of my giant bag of electronics and did as instructed. Mom led me straight to the staircase.
"Wait here," she told me with her hand out in a 'stop' gesture. I nodded in affirmation and she disappeared up the stairs. While she was gone I investigated the first floor. The kitchen was to our right when we'd entered. Inside the walls were an off white sort of beige color and there was a C shaped island with four tall red bar stools. The counters were ebony marble with cherry wood cupboards. There was a double bowled sink with a window above it, a dishwasher, an electric stove, and a refrigerator. If I enjoyed cooking this kitchen would be a dream come true.
On the left had been a dining room that I knew we'd probably never use. Even so, it was pretty nice. The walls were a plain white, made to match anything. In the center of the room there was a long glass table with elegant steel chairs surrounding it. Underneath it was a black carpet with white rose patterns. A large window adorned with the same rose pattern curtains was facing the front yard.
Down the hall on the same side as the dining room was an amazing living room. A large flat screen was mounted on a light green painted wall closest to the back yard. There were two windows on either side of the television. They also had curtains except it was a geometric diamond pattern instead of rose. There were two black leather couches and a very comfortable looking recliner that matched the couches for seating. In the middle of it all there was a dark wooden coffee table with a soft coal colored rug underneath. Behind the couches was a gorgeous stone fireplace. It reached all the way up to the ceiling and even had a peculiar swirling design. I was starting to think this move might not be so bad after all.
Across the hall from the living room was a bathroom, it was average size. There was a shower bathtub to my left. Next to that there was a sink with a medicine cabinet as a mirror. The toilet was on the other side of the room across from the sink. It was a pretty plain bathroom.
At the very end of the hall way opposite the front door was a sliding glass back door. When I looked out side all I could see was trees. Yes, there was a yard but beyond that there was nothing but thick, dense trees. In the middle of the yard, which had the greenest grass I'd ever seen, was a bonfire. It'd be cool to hang out around if I ended up making a few friends. So far, if I'm being honest, I liked this place. Although I'm not going to admit it to Mom.
"Hey! What happened to waiting by the staircase for me?" Speak of the devil, I thought as Mom came up beside me.
"I don't remember agreeing to that," I said as I went and grabbed my suitcase back at the stairs. "Besides I was just checking the place out."
"Oh yeah? Well, what do you think so far?" She asked me with mischievous gleam in her eyes. Once again I gave her a look of skepticism. What was she up to?
I shrugged in response, "It's okay, I guess."
She crossed her arms and huffed at me, "Fine. Be that way. But you're gonna change your mind in a few minutes."
"And what makes you say that..?" I asked her curiously. Secretly, I already like this place and I wasn't sure what could get any better.
She grabbed my suitcase for me and started lugging it up the stairs, "I'm gonna show you!"
I followed her up and around the staircase where she led me to the end of the hall to the last door on the left. She had her hand on the knob but didn't turn it. She turned to me with excitement written all over her face.
"Out with it already!" I said with a giggle. "Are you trying to kill me with suspense or what?" I asked her jokingly.
"Okay okay, so anyway I'm gonna be working on the case everyday but it's all the way out in Seattle."
"Isn't Seattle like four hours from here?" I was confused now, why would Mom get a place here in Forks if she'd be working in Seattle?
"Exactly, meaning I'm gonna be staying in a hotel once in awhile instead of driving back here all the time. So I wouldn't always be sleeping here." I saw a flicker of sadness in her otherwise excited expression.
"Okay, so? I still don't get what you're trying to say." I can't say I was surprised, Mom always made work a priority, she was literally a workaholic. I understood why she'd stay in a hotel; it'd save gas, time, and money. What I didn't understand was what that had to the with whatever was behind the door she stood in front of.
"Since I'd rarely be using it I figured you could have the master bedroom," and with a flourish Mom finally pushed the door wide open. "Go on, put your things away. I'm gonna shower and then I gotta leave!" She gave me a quick hug before walking down the hall to what I assumed was the upstairs bathroom. "Oh and you better have your stuff outta the car before I'm done or you'll have to wait till I come home for whatever you don't bring inside!"
"Okay! I will!" I called back. I heard her start the shower so I figured I'd better get to it. But before I went to grab the rest of my stuff I had to take a look at the room. I stepped inside and my jaw almost hit the floor. It was absolutely gorgeous.
The carpeted floor was a dark shade of burgundy and it was so soft and plush under my toes. The walls were painted a light silvery color. A mirror that was as big as half the wall sat next to a mahogany wooden dresser. On the wall connected to the door way was another flat screen TV, already hooked up to a cable box. Across from where I stood was a king sized bed with an intricately stitched maroon bed set. There was also a computer desk slash drawing desk pushed into the corner wall of the room furthest from me. I noticed another door, leading to a walk in closet I hoped.
Unfortunately, I'd have to look at that later because I needed to hurry up and get all my stuff before Mom had to leave. As quickly as I could I ran downstairs and to the passenger side of the front to grab my road trip backpack. Then I grabbed one of the boxes marked 'JULIE'S. DON'T TOUCH' in black permanent marker. It took three short trips to get all my things into my bedroom. Just as I was plopping the last box onto my bed, which I found out was memory foam, I heard the shower shut off. Just in time, I thought as I wiped a bead of sweat from my brow.
Now that I had everything inside I could take a look at this closet, or so that's what I thought it was. Turns out I got my own bathroom! This time my jaw did drop. The floor tile was a shiny gold color and I swear it sparkled. Taking up almost half of the entire bathroom was a freaking jacuzzi! Of course it had a toilet and sink as well but I couldn't believe my eyes. Did Mom even know she was giving me a jacuzzi?! Cause if I were her I'd have kept this for myself.
"I'm leaving Julie!" I heard Mom call from downstairs.
"Okay!" I yelled back.
"There's money for food and whatever else you need on the kitchen counter!" She shouted before I heard the front door shut.
Not long after Mom had left I decided to make a run to the store. I still had no charger for my phone and I was hungry as thing I've had my license since I was sixteen, Mom paid for my driver's ed so that I could get what I needed freely instead of having to wait on her to find time to bring me. Which was a good idea for moments like this.
I snatched my wallet and dead phone from my road trip backpack and went downstairs. As she had said there was a stack of money on the kitchen counter. Just like back in Minnesota hanging on wall next to the front door were a set of car keys. I jiggled them in my hand wondering what kind of car Mom had for me in the garage. Probably something better than my old '06 Buick Lacrosse that I had before we moved here. Mom had sold it before we left, promising me a new one when we got here. I loved my old car but the poor thing had over 250k miles on it anyway.
I turned around and locked the front door before I went to the garage. I keyed in the same code as our old home for the garage door and it started to mechanically open itself. I twirled the keys around my finger as I waited for the door to reveal what kind of vehicle I'd be using now that I officially lived in Forks, WA.
I wasn't sure what I was expecting…. But it sure was not this.
A/N: Oooooooo what do you all think so far? What kind of cool car does Julie have? Let me know if the paragraphs were better this time round please (: Remember to Rate and Review! I hope it's not getting boring but I'm trying to take it slow because I normally have a habit of making my stories go way too fast. Anyway don't get to anxious she and Paul meet soon I promise. Thanks guys for reading, I'm gonna go eat some Chicken Noodle Soup now haha until next time my sweets!