Chapter 2: Oh My God! I'm in TWILIGHT !
I woke up the morning after. It check my clock, 8 o'clock A.M. Mom must've already left. I went out of my room, and walked to the kitchen. Posted on the refrigerator were two notes. One from the hotel, and one from mom. She knew that the refrigerator was the first thing I'd check after a good night's sleep. The note from the hotel gave me all the information about the appliances on the suite we were occupying. On how much kitchen appliances cost, and how much we pay when we use it every night. Hmm. Ten Dollars. How Pricey. Then the other one, the one from mom, told me that she has already left, and that she'd be home by seven. And that she left a hundred dollars on her bedside table for me to use. Wow! That was, weirdly nice of her.
I baked myself two eggs and two pieces of bacon, using the stove the kitchen has. I also made myself some hot chocolate. This place was cooler than Florida. Florida was almost as hot as hell, and all the people there were really tan. (Well, almost all of them) And then, a tidal wave of coldness hit me, like being poured cold ice water while your sleep. What a quick transition.
After having breakfast, I took a quick shower, and put on the best clothes I have with me on this 3 day vacation from heat. I took out not only the best clothes, but the warmest clothes I could find in my luggage. There were mostly tank tops, and short shorts. Who would wear such revealing clothes with this climate. It's almost zero degrees here. You wouldn't even need an electric fan for the hottest weather.
The only clothes that fit best with this temperature was my dark green tank and my Abercrombie jeans. I'll just wear my sketchers rubber shoes, and put on a black jacket. I hope the 'cold weather' would definitely NOT interfere with my 'Fork's Tour'. I also readied my small, dark green back pack filled with my camera, my journal, my phone, 3 pens (The other's might get lost.), my wallet filled with the salary I got from working in 'Quick n' Smart Mart' and the one hundred dollar bill I got from mom's room, few pieces of cloths (in case of bleeding emergencies), my Fork's map, and last but not the least, a whole plastic bag filled with my favorite candies and chocolates. I was ready to go.
I went out of the suite and tried maneuvering myself to the first stop I had on my map. Forks High School. I didn't even know why was that place on my agenda. The classrooms or the cafeteria might not look the same on what the movie has designed it to be. And the most important question, how do I get in? Oh, I'll tell them that I have a second cousin from that school. That would be really funny when they fall for that one. And, if I get caught, I tell them my name is Marina Keller, from Melbourne, Australia. I'd even get to change my accent.
I rode a taxi to Forks High, (that made everything easier than making my way there myself. I might even get lost and that would be a total drag.) and eventually got inside the main entrance without any school official holding me back. I tried to act like I'm one of the students, if I could. Then suddenly, a quite gangly, dark haired boy, wearing black rimmed, rectangular shaped glasses approached me. He looked strangely familiar.
"Hey. I've never seen you here before. Or even heard of you. What's your name?" He was being overly friendly, and smiled a wide grin.
"I'm Evangeline Clair Simpson, but you could call me Rayne. What's your name?" I held out my hand, and he took it. We shook hands and his grin became wider. After he let go of my hand, he put one arm around me. I caught his scent. Hmm. Calvin Klein. Nice choice.
"I'm Eric. Eric Yorkie." He added. Wow, that was strange. Who would be named after a Twilight Character? With the same last name. That was completely coincidental.
"Hey, where's your next class. I might be able to help you around. Or even introduce you to some of the people around here. I work for the school paper and I was given the list of the new students, and you don't seem to be there."
"Oh. Well. My name was just added at the last second. Earlier, this morning. My next class is Government." I lied to him, basing my class in Twilight. Maybe it might be right. Thank God I was good at backing myself up. If he fell for this, this is definitely something to put in my journal and to tell Charlevoix, though I don't think Eric's his type.
"Hey, I know someone who's first class was Government. And I was the one who took her around too. Her name was B…" When he started the sentence, there was a hunch that came to my mind. It was only a small idiotic hunch made by a crazy fan girl.
"Are you going to say Bella Swan?" I interrupted him rudely, but maybe it was worth it. He looked at me with a surprised expression and his jaw dropped. "You know her?" His eyebrows raised involuntarily.
"Uh, doesn't everybody in the world? Haven't you heard of Twilight? Stephenie Meyer's book. If you haven't, well you must be hiding under a rock for the past 4 years." I replied to his reaction. Then he stared back at me like I was some crazy alien girl from a planet beyond the Solar System.
"Who's Stephenie Meyer? And the only Twilight I heard of was the thing that happens before the sun rises and before the sunsets. We learned it when I was like 11. In science. Got a B+." He explained with a skeptical expression. He wasn't believing me.
"Okay. Well, I quite know my way here now. I've been circling this entire school, lost. I think I know where building four is. Though I may sound rude in this 'turning-down-the-offer" thing, but, to tell you the truth, I'm not a student here. I'm Rayne Simpson, and I'm from Florida. I'm a tourist here." I told him quite embarrassed for lying.
"Hey, you're just like Bella. She came from…" It's like he didn't mind me lie at all. Cool.
"Phoenix, Arizona. She moved here, and now she's all mushy with Edward Cullen." I interrupted him again, and for the second time, he was shocked to death. His jaw dropped.
"You know Cullen, too?"
"Uh, I think I know all of you. I know that you know someone named Mike, Jessica, Angela, Tyler, Lauren and Ben. I also know that Cullen has 2 brothers and 2 sisters. Adopted. Emmett, Rosalie, Alice and Jasper. I also know their parents, Dr. Carlisle Cullen and Mrs. Esme Cullen. I also know that Bella had a near death incident before. She was almost crushed by Tyler's van. She was lost in the woods, and she gave birth to a bouncing, baby girl named Renesmee." I replied to him, and the whole "I-think-you're-from-Mars" expression came to his face again, when I explained this to him.
"Okay, this is weird. Because, One: You know everybody. What are you, some sort of psychic? You know all my friends, and you know all the Cullen's. Where do you find these stuff? And, Two: Okay, only the first two things have happened to Bella. She doesn't have a daughter! Where'd you get that? She only turned eighteen a few days ago, and Cullen's been long gone. He left with all the Cullen's too. They moved away, and they left Bella barely alive." He exaggerated out. Oh, so that means, I'm only on the verge of New Moon. Aw. Edward isn't here? That means the only thing in this place is 'Jacob Black', and he's under temperamental form today. Ugh! Why am I stuck with the dog?
"Oh, okay. Thanks anyway. I'm just here to check out this school. If it's good enough for me to move in. And, if Forks is a nice place for me to be. And, nice to meet you too, Eric. Could you take me to meet Bella?" I asked him politely, in a kind of flirtatious way. Maybe I could get what I want with this guy. I turned on my Floridian Charm that I got from most of the Floridian boys running around in Charlotte, inviting me to Miami.
"Bella's half dead remember. When Edward left, she wasn't being active. She just sat, went to school, ate, breathed, and nothing else. She wouldn't even sit in our table. She would just sit alone and stare at the Cullen's table. It was too scary to see, or even to look at. But sure, I'd take you to Bella. If she wouldn't act all snobbish on you, you must be lucky." he explained.
"Well, I have my ways to make her interested in talking to me. I know lots." I told him with a devilish smile on my face. He raised his eyebrow again, and I didn't realize that Eric and I were the only two people left in the hallway. I looked at the clock, and it was already 8:32pm. I believe that his class started about two minutes ago. "Uh, I think you're late for class." I pointed to the clock and he hesitated. Then finally, he did. His jaw dropped again, and got all stressed out.
"Oh My God! Mr. Varner is going to have me killed. Well, it's nice meeting you Vange. I gotta go now. Lunch is on eleven. I'll take you to meet Bella later." Wow. Vange. New nickname.
"I'll be in the Cafeteria, if you need me! If I'm not, I must be in La Push." I told him as I waved good-bye, then suddenly he made a right turn, and he disappeared. Wow, it was nice to meet Eric Yorkie in person. Bella acted like he was annoying as hell, but he wasn't. I guess Bella's just not the kind of people person.
exited the main entrance of Forks and went to the nearest café. Thank God it was a Starbucks branch. I ordered a Venti Caramel Crème, and a chocolate chip cookie. I was chugging down the drink inside the establishment, checking out the map I had. La Push was only a few miles away, and then I realized. Hey! I just met Eric Yorkie, and he said that the Cullen's and the Swan's really do exist! What am I doing in Starbucks when I could go sightseeing in La Push while drinking.
I headed out of the store and got into the nearest taxi that pulled over for me. I told him to get me to La Push, and he did. We drove on asphalt for the next 20 minutes, and I realized that I only had $186.00 left, for the whole day. I've got to learn how to budget my money. No more Starbucks for the rest of the day. Only water. Free, room temperature water. We arrived at the reservation, and I paid the taxi man another ten dollars, which left me with $176.00 now. I should've brought my old Chevrolet Impala with me.
I explored the reservation and took pictures. The beautiful waves. The rays of the sun reflecting on the water, making small rainbows on the rocks, which became multi-colored. The beautiful scenery in the afternoon. I went into the deeper part of the reservation and saw a small house painted with red paint, that became duller as the mist hit them. The house looked familiar too. And then, I saw a tall, tanned guy that looked quite familiar, exit the house. I stared at him for quite a while and observed him. He had muscular features, and cropped black hair. I was far away but I could see his features quite clearly. Then he stopped, inhaled fresh air and then looked around, and he saw me staring at him with quite wonder, so he stared back. I finally got a much clearer look at him and recognized who it was.
Jacob Black.