A/N
Hey people, sorry that these are short chapters. I am still learning how to write well and warning, I suck at writing dialogue. If there is anyone who would want to Beta read for me I would be very grateful.
Thanks and enjoy!
Actforhim
Disclaimer:
I don't own twilight or it's characters. If you don't recognize someone he or she is probably from my imagination.
P.S. Italics is Roza talking in her mind
Why does it smell funny in my room and what is that noise? I opened my eyes and froze. This is not my room! Where am I? What is going on? My mind seemed to be going so slow, but at the same time it was frantic. When my brain finally kicked in, I remembered where I was and what was going on. I was in a hotel in Port Angeles, Washington; and I was going to meet my jerk of a father.
I remembered the full day of travel yesterday, and the joys of not being able to do anything but sit and watch clouds going by under you. I should call mom and tell her what is going on. She is probably worried sick. Considering that I was only sixteen and that she didn't really know where I was, it was probably a good idea to call her. But I was going to be in BIG trouble.
I rolled myself out of the bed and noted with surprise that my clock said 1:00pm. I didn't normally sleep so long. Stupid travel must have thrown off my internal clock. I ALWAYS woke up at 6:00am on the dot.
I quickly dressed myself and found my phone. As I suspected there was a missed message from mom.
"Roza! Where are you? You left home and I haven't seen or heard from you in two days! I need you to call me as soon as you can." I loved my mom. She was not the fussy type and never talked too much, yes she was still a mother and was good at worrying, but she didn't freak out and call the FBI. She said what needed to be said and no more. I quickly called my mom and got her voicemail. I left my message, explaining what I had done. My conscience was starting to kick in and I felt guilty.
Next on my agenda was a shower and oh my lord did it feel good. After traveling for so long I felt grimy and nasty, so this shower was the best ever. I let the hot water just run over my body after I had cleaned myself. The knots in my shoulders began to loosen and I began to relax.
I was enjoying myself immensely when my stomach decided to ruin my moment. I swear that thing has a mind of it's own because it always has the worst timing. Now this growl was literally a demand. Stupid body, why did I have to be hungry all the time? It was so annoying. I sighed but shut off the water and stepped out, toweled dry and dressed.
I had pulled out my favorite outfit from my luggage before getting in the shower and now dressed in jorts and a green t-shirt. My hair, I decided to put in a braid. I have a lot of hair, like thick and long so braiding was quite the chore.
Once I deemed myself presentable enough, I put all my dirty clothes and toiletries back into my bag before doing a once over of the room and bathroom and leaving. After checking out of the hotel, I went to my car and went driving in search of a restaurant.
Port Angeles had a good selection of restaurants so I decided on an all-you-can-eat buffet restaurant and it was a good choice. One of my favorite things to do in restaurants is to people watch. It is highly entertaining because people have to funniest expressions at times. There are the furious parents, high teenagers, workaholics, etc. There are so many different characteristics of people that I can't help it.
When my unruly stomach was finally appeased and full of food, I drove out towards Forks. It was cloudy out and but the scenery along the road was lush and green. In my mind, that meant it rained a lot. The drive was uneventful and I soon found myself in the town of Forks.
The town was small and quaint, but it didn't really hold my attention. My attention was on finding the La Push reservation so that I could finally meet this supposed father of mine. Mom had said that he looked a lot like me, so I don't have very much information to go on. Mom did give me a name so at least I had something to work with.
When I finally found the right road, it took about ten minutes to get to a sign that said 'Welcome to La Push Reservation'. Talk about tacky. My heart started to speed up as I saw different houses and I knew that I would soon meet the ass. I found the house I was looking for. Mom had said that this house was out of the way and it was true. This house was on the outskirts of the reservation and it was...well to put it frankly it looked like a dump.
This was when my nerves decided to kick in and I starting having second thoughts about this whole adventure. I was in a strange country, in front of a strange house, about to meet some strange man that was supposedly my father. Ok, I'm an idiot, what am I doing here? I can't believe I am doing this, what will he say when I introduce myself as his daughter? This is not good. I should just go home. But I have come all this way and to give up now would be stupid. I should just march up to the door and get this over with. Ok, here I go.
I parked the car and sat there for a minute, still trying to convince myself that this was something I should do instead of starting the car and driving away. I studied the house and could vaguely see shapes in the window because of curtains obscuring my view to the inside of the house. Finally, I got up enough courage to get out of my car and walk to the porch. The entire time I was arguing with myself. The steps to the porch creaked under my feet as I walked up them and I heard many voices inside the house as I rang the doorbell. I heard something thump and then footsteps coming closer to the door. As the door opened, my life went into slow motion. He was here...
A/N
So I couldn't help but make it a cliffy. Have fun and I'll try to update soon. By the way, I won't be able to update at all next week because I will be gone. Sorry peeps.
Actforhim