HEY HEY FANFICTION NATION. Sorry bout the long update...i needed inspiration. i have rencently figured something out. My editor does not edit. she reads...oh well at least she likes my story. POWER TO SNIFFING SHARPIES
I Own nothing but the plot and my Ipod...i sold my house for it. i wanna own catherine but she refuses to sel me her soul ... sigh
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I ended up finding out the reason why that weird Collin kid was here; he was our ride to school, which was ok I guess, but I was kind of scared, I mean he did just eat old toast in front of me and to trust him in a moving vehicle was a scary thought. Turns out he is sixteen the same age as Seth and I. I was very happy that you could get your license at an earlier age here.
"Come on kitty-cat, let's go down," sang Seth
"Down to hell," Collin joined
I groaned in protest, this was so not what I signed up for and that was so not my name.
"Just get in the car Sethypoo."
"That is not my name," he said.
Collin decided it would then be appropriate to start singing 'That's Not My Name' by the Ting Ting's, definitely not the highlight of my day. Seth joined in too. They were quite flat and out of tune, although I don't know how you can be in this song because it is basically accented talking and they had the accent alright.
I looked at the car that Collin had now situated himself in. It was a fricking land rover, but not the crappy worn out kind that Shannon wants but the newest model with cup holders and it was, wow, red and shiny.
"Dude I love your car," I said.
"I know, it's my baby, I'll always love her, even if I imp-"
"Dude stop talking and start the car," Seth interrupted.
Wow, and I though my friends were weird.
Anyway we boarded the vehicle of possibilities as Collin so called it.
"Why is it the vehicle of possibilities?" I asked halfway along our short decent to the education facility.
"Because a lot could happen but nothing ever has," Seth laughed.
"Hey I'm waiting for the right one. And I promise you my first kiss WILL be in this car." Collin said with determination.
"You haven't kissed a girl? Wow and I thought Shannon was bad."
"Who's Shannon?" asked Collin.
"My friend back home, actually I think you two would get along well."
"Hmm, I'll look her up on Facebook."
"You do that."
We then pulled into the gates on my new school, well for this year. It was halfway through the year but for some unknown reason the American government decided that they should start halfway through the bloody year. Well that was only a little bit weird.
After assuring Seth and Collin that I did not need them to hold my hand and carry me through the front door I headed on my way to the front office.
"Excuse me, my name is Catherine McQuillan and I am the new exchange student?" I said posing it as a question toward the end, because the lady at the front desk just glared at me.
"Well so you are," she said but then her expression changed to something more of sympathy, "This is a small school, you poor thing. Everyone is going to be all over you, for a while, the principle even made me promise to inform him before anyone else."
"Oh ok." I said with a gulp.
Nervousness started creeping through me like a snake through a basket at one of those snake wielder things. While I was deliberating about whether the Nitro Circus was better than an animal circus, a middle aged man came bounding through the doors.
"Well hello there exchange student, I'm your exchange principle," he said through giggles.
"Oh, um, hi...sir...thank you for having me?" I asked.
"Oh it is my pleasure. Well then come along, I'll take you to your homeroom," he said.
What on earth is a home room? I did not dare to ask but I'm sure it was just like roll call, I hoped.
The freaky man's name was Mr Everman and had been principle for five years. While he continued to tell me all about the town's achievements I noticed something. It wasn't the fact that there were wooden polls everywhere, or that it looked like I would be getting my own locker. Oh no, everyone was Indian, not that it was a bad thing I just would really stick out. I silently sent out a prayer of gratitude to everyone I prayed to. I had five religions and was part of a vampire coven as well as a sorority. For now, I would not fit in. I was doing an inner happy dance when Mr Everman ushered me into a blue room.
Everything was blue; it looked like a friggen' room where depression ads were filmed. I guess since they did not have any sky that was blue they tried as hard as possible to make everything else blue.
I took a seat towards the middle of the room and sighed as I sat down. I was getting a few interested looks from people. Wow small town people were really inquisitive. Then again Broken Hill is not that big and we're kinda...curious. Enjoying perving and Facebook stalking is not a crime.
Just as I was lost in my home thoughts and the thought of Chris Vlatko's ass, the speaker came on.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another fantastic year at La Push High." Mr Everman's voice rang loud and clear.
I'll admit I was kinda excited, we did not have this in Australia. He went on to explain the lunch menu and the basic morning announcements.
"Ok now, boys and girls, we have someone very interesting with us for the rest of the year. She is an exchange student from Australia and I want you all to make her feel welcome and help her enjoy her American experience. Keep an eye out for Catherine McQuillan!"
I groaned as all the eyes in the class room looked at me with wide interest. The ugliest guy I have ever seen locked eyes with me and winked...ewwww... just then the silence as pregnant as our teacher was broken by the obvious voice of Seth and him screaming out.
"I know her...she's staying at my house!"
What a weird boy. To think I once thought he was hot. Sigh I hate being the weird foreign chick.
"Yeah and you walk around in a fluffy pink towel!" I yelled back.
"That was Leah's!" he screamed.
I sighed he was so strange; screaming to me across the school hall, I'm surprised his voice can carry so far. I grimaced at the looks I was getting, lowered my eyes and let our pregnant teacher continue with her morning routine.
I looked at my schedule that Mr. Everman had given me during his wild ramblings. It was pink...eww. I decided as soon as I got home I would type it up and put it on a different coloured background, maybe the writing could be white and the paper black. Oh yeah, hot.
Speaking of which I suddenly slipped into perving mode, I was so judgemental Shannon would be proud. Too bad none of the guys were emo looking enough for me. Being Quileute all the boys had one thing in common-black hair. And since it was natural it was so hot, but all potential was ruined by the way they looked after it, the styling had something in common with the way one of my friends styled his beard. He was the only guy I knew with a fully grown beard at the age of 14.
What I could do with it if they let me. Another thing they all had in common was that most of the guys had hair the same length as the girl's, which was kinda weird.
The bell rang, pulling me from my thoughts and I bounded out the door all too eager to escape the poster room of depression.
I had English then Maths. Should be fun, I was first in the year for English in Australia and was really looking forward to this new instalment, I went to my locker to place my bag, I know I should have done it before class but that principle is just to strange.
I let out an inner squeal, we didn't have lockers in Australia. And it was just such a cool idea. So excited, I practically skipped down the hall, well I didn't want to seem like too much of an idiot.
Ha-ha, that's a funny one.
I trotted into English like a foal would to a trot through pub and introduced myself to my teacher. She was quite nice and sounded like she knew what she was doing. She pointed me towards a seat in the middle and I sat down. To the left of me there was the oddest boy. He had curly blonde hair and I could tell was really tall. What made me think he was odd was the fact that he was on an iPod touch playing bubble wrap. It's an ok game and I know that might not seem odd to you but the way he was screaming and cheering loudly, you would think it was an Olympic sport.
He looked at me and answered my questioning expression with an excited one.
"Hello there new person, I'm Benja," Well I think that was his name he said it funny like ben- jya.
"Hi... Benja, I'm Catherine," I said with a smile.
"Good to know," He said, smiled at me one more time and then went back to trying to beat his record.
Well that was interesting. Neither Seth nor Collin were in this class so I guess I would have to make friends for myself.
"Alright class settle down-Benja put that iPod away or else it will be taken off you."
"But it's not mine."
"I don't care, put it away."
He put it into his pencil case, left that wide open and continued playing. He glanced over at me again and smiled. I smiled back. I liked him he was nice, in a kinda weird way.
"Anyway class, the exchange student is in our class and I would like us to play a getting to know Australia game since it is the first day, I don't want to overload you with work. So basically you can just grill the new girl about kangaroo's."
The blood rushed out of my face, I'm sure I was now as pale as the white walls behind me. This was going to be hell.
"Ugh, I cannot believe it! A double period of mindless questions about kangaroo's, thank goodness YouTube gave me a break." I huffed as I sat next to Collin and across from Seth.
There were a lot of more clone people and a girl who looked like her pelvis was attached to one of them. She had black hair- shocker- and was really pretty but not so sexy that you'd feel the urge to film a porno during lunch.
I voiced my thoughts to Collin, which was not a smart thing. He spat out all his orange juice, and he was right opposite Seth, so Seth was covered in it. Now if I thought that what the other two were doing was pornographic, then this just hits over the scales; gay porno, but with no camera, on a table in front of others, their hands were slipping and they were shaking, but honestly it looked like they were vibrating. My thoughts were so bad I was scared I would never be able to look them in the face ever again; I just turned my face and laughed, loudly.
The boys froze and looked at me with looks that clearly read 'You are a freak why are you laughing?' I smiled at them.
"Look where you are!"
They were both sprawled over the table and Seth was straddling Collin, holding his hands above his head and had been trying to bite him. As his hands were tied Collin was thrashing and trying to get Seth off his hips by thrusting. Oh it was bad.
Both boys went red and sat back down brushing food off themselves. By now the rest of the table was laughing as well.
"You have a sick mind, I like you," Announced a guy. "Embry. By the way and this is Katelyn," Oh, so pelvis girl has a name. Hahaha .
"Nice to meet you both. Katelyn do you take film as an elective?"
Collin then proceeded to spit out more orange juice. Seth just glared and walked away, taking his shirt off in the procedure.
"Not funny, Cath" Collin spat.
"Mwa-ha-ha, don't I feel just so evil? It's Cat by the way."
Collin introduced me to the rest of his friends, there was Jared, Jacob, Embry, Quill and there were more but I kinda tuned out after Collin started bartering off about his best friend.
The rest of the day was not as interesting. Well actually that's a lie. I had just come out of dance and was all sweaty and yuck because I had to learn a dance that everyone else already knew from the previous year. Trotting down the corridor, I turned a corner and noticed a guy out of the corner of my eye; he was looking at his phone texting and walking at the same time, something I would never be able to accomplish.
He had pitch black hair like all the other boys at this school but his was cut like Seth's but with more of an emo tinge to it. Even though his eyes were turned down I could see his bright green eyes. He was heaps taller than me and was wearing a shirt that defined his memorising chest.
And mesmerised I was, I just kept walking, straight to him. After there was about the length of an iPod between us he looked up.
"Oh fuck," he said as he noticed me, his voice was deep and he spoke his words as if I had given him a fright.
I gave this sex god a shy smile.
"Sorry I didn't look where I was going," I said shyly, wait when did get shy? Man I really needed some girl time; I decided to text Katelyn later and do something with her after school.
I turned my attention back to just him, the guy in front of me. He was still staring at me a look on his face that was not crude or inquisitive, so much as well interested, and I must admit, I was interested too.
I gave him an expectant look.
"Hi, I'm Catherine." I tried again. I really needed to know his name or else I would code name him and perve later with Sharna. If she detached herself from Embry, that is.
"Catherine, that's a nice name. Your accent is pretty too," he said.
His voice was deep and melodious and I really hoped he did not sing and play guitar for I do not think I would be able to control myself. That's it, I'm calling Shannon A.S.A.P.
"I'm Brady," he said with another heart stopping smile and a blush. He blushed, that was soooo adorable. I smiled back, sure that I was going pink too.
Then it clicked, this was the goof Collin was talking about at lunch.
"Oh, you're Collin's friend, right?"
"Yeah, and you're the exchange chick staying at Seth's house. And you saw Seth in the nude."
"Yup, thanks for bringing that up in my scarred mind...again" I shuddered.
He smiled and started to walk with me to the lunch room, cafeteria thing. We sat down and joined Seth and Collin's conversation about nuclear smoke bombs.
Brady kept looking at me. Once I caught his eye and we just kept staring. I felt like one of those fly's being stuck to that gooey crap so they die; great comparison cat.
"Dude you didn't!" Seth said.
"Didn't what?" I answered.
Seth ignored me and stared at Brady trying to get a message across via face emotions. Kinda like me and my friends do when we need girl products from each other.
"No, I... No" Brady stuttered.
He glanced at me a look of pure panic across his dark features.
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck," he cursed and then stood up and looked around. He looked so scared and trapped. I felt bad for him, even though I had no idea what was going on.
I reached out to touch his arm, "Dude, are you ok?" I asked.
He flinched under my touch. "Fuck off!" he said. Ouch, that stung.
I looked at him in pure confusion; this guy was loopier than Shae and her turtle, Franky G. They went to prom together.
He looked at me one last time and then stormed out of the cafeteria...vibrating. What is it with boys in La Push vibrating?
I turned my eyes away from his fleeting beastly body and started a conversation with Katelyn about the side effects of human vibration.
