I opened my eyes and rubbed the sleep from them. I heard the ending of what the captain was saying. "...Well, folks, we're preparing to land in about ten minutes. Thanks for flying with us and we hope to have you aboard again." I sighed happily. I had spent the last two months of summer with my father. I always spent the summers with him. During the school year, I lived with my mother and my twin brother, Andrew. He decided to go to Mexico with his friends this summer instead of spending it with me and Dad. I frowned. What was the date today? September 17. Exactly seven years since my parents got divorced. I sighed again and looked out the window. I could see the city growing larger and larger as the plane descended. I stretched and gathered the things I had taken out of my bag. I loved Seattle. It was almost always raining there. My favorite weather. I looked down at my arms and frowned again. No matter how much time I spent on the beach with my dad each summer, I never seemed to get any tanner. Oh well. My ivory skin was blemish-free, I guess that was something so be grateful about.
I was anxious to get off the plane, I was one of the first ones off. I missed my mom a lot during the summers. Her and dad weren't exactly on the best terms, so she blatantly refused my request each year to come along with me and see the beach. I saw her waiting for me at the terminal.
"Mom!" I yelled, happy to see her.
"Jade! Oh my little Jadie, I missed you!" I laughed a little and hugged her. I linked arms with her as we walked toward luggage pick up. "So did you have a good time with your father?" she asked me.
"Yes, of course, we went to the Boardwalk a few times, you would have loved it!" I gushed.
"Are you sure you spent any time in the sun Jade?" she asked, eyeing me skeptically.
I laughed. "Yes mom, I spent tons of time in the sun. I just don't seem to tan."
She said something about my skin and bikinis, but I hadn't heard her. I had looked over to the souvenir store and I stopped short. There, standing among the mini mugs and magazines, was the most gorgeous boy I'd ever seen. He looked up from the magazine he was flipping through. His amazingly blue eyes pierced mine. My heart skipped a beat. But there was something off. He looked...angry? My mom noticed I'd stopped.
"What's the matter honey?" she asked, looking around at me. I shook my head and snapped back to life.
"Oh, um, nothing," I replied, smiling sheepishly. "I thought I saw someone I knew." But that was a lie. No way could I know a guy as handsome as him. I glanced back to where he had been standing, but he was gone. I sighed and turned back to my mom.
"Oh, ok. Well let's get your suitcase and we can go home. I'm making enchiladas, your favorite!" She grinned.
"Oh mom, you didn't have to go through all that trouble."
"It wasn't trouble, you know I love cooking Jadie."I rolled my eyes and smiled.
After dinner, I went up to my room to get my things together for school the next day. Our school started later than most others. I put on my iPod and started hunting for my school supplies. I couldn't get that guy out of my head. His perfectly tousled dark hair, his shocking blue eyes...
I shook my head to clear it. No way would I ever see him again. I got into my pajamas and crawled into my bed. School. Ugh. I started my junior year tomorrow. I was a little over 16 and a half years old, younger than most in my class. Oh well. At least I could drive. I was thinking about which teachers I might get the next day, and I drifted into sleep.
Author's note: Again, sorry for the short chapter. Chapter 2 will be posted tomorrow. Please review! Love, bellaxmorte