Leaving Old Fort Chapter 3: School and then some, a twilight fanfic

Chapter 3: School and then some

I awoke at 6:30 am to the annoying buzzing sound on my alarm clock, and even worse, I was in the middle of an amazing dream.

I met a man who I instantly fell in love with, and he fell in love with me. I can't remember what he looked like, but all I can think is that dream will never come true. I am nothing special at all. I am short, and I sure as hell ain't skinny.

Driving to school all I could think about was that dream, it was still kind of weird that I can't remember what he looks like.

Next thing I knew, I was turning the engine off and stepping out of the vehicle. How did I manige to get to the school without even realizing it? Strange, really strange. Oh well.

Walking into the office I notice that it is small and smells kind of funky.

"May I help you?" A voice asked, from behind the desk.

"Um, I'm a new student."

"Name, please" She almost sounded like a robot.

"Catrina Alligieg." As soon as I said my last name she looked up at me confuzed.

"Yes, yes, I know, I have a different last name."

"Oh, yes, um, here is your schedule, and you will need to have all of your teachers sign this and return it at the end of the day."

"Okay, thank you." Now the smell of the office was really starting to give me a headache, I am now thinking that it must be very cheap perfume. Ugh.

"Have a nice day." And with that I left the office and bolted for my first class. As soon as I arrived in the class everyone was staring at me.

I can handle being starred at and talking in front of large groups of people, but if I am only talking to a handful of people, I begin to grow frantic. My mother always said I was weird that way. That's what I forgot! Shit! I forgot to call my mom! Crap, crap, crap, crap!

I walked up to the teachers desk with the sheet that he had to sign.

"Hello, Miss Alligeeg?" Great, again with my weird last name.

"It's pronounced Alli-jig, you know, like a dance?"

"Ah, okay. Would you like to introduce yourself?" Hmm... what could I say that was interesting about me?

"Sure. My name is Catrina, with a C, not a K and I just moved here from Fort Erie, a little town in Canada." I wasn't going to go into detail, because if I did I would be up here for hours.

Finally the morning was over. All of my morning classes were pretty much the same. I enter, get asked about my last name, introduce myself, work.

Now I could actually get lunch and go and hide in my truck to just be by myself and to change my mp3 batteries. I know that you are not supposed to listen to music during school, but my hair is long enough so that you can't even notice I have the mp3 on. and I always zip-up my sweater so that the headphone cords are hidden.

The first thing I did when I reached my truck was turn on my radio and turn on my favourite burnt CD, with all my favourite songs from The Spill Canvas. I always put my absolute favourite song as the the first, and that would be The Tide.

I just love the lyrics to that song!And there's three, count 'em three
Children playing on the beach
They were eager to learn,
To be taught and to teach

There's Veronica
She's biting her lip
As she watches the waves turn white at the tip
And there's Vada
Radiating with joy
And luckily she still can't stand the sight of a boy
And lastly there's Dade
His hair dances in the wind
And he's wondering what love is
And why it has to end

And he can't understand
How everyone goes on breathing when true love ends
His mother whispers quietly...
Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love is just a hoax so forget anything that you have heard
And live for the moment now

And there's three, count 'em three
Children growing on the beach
They were eager to learn,
To be taught and to teach

There's Veronica
She's licking her lips
As she waits for her real, first passionate kiss
And there's Vada
Can't admit her jealousy
Of her sister Veronica, and how she's so pretty (and how she's so pretty)
Lastly there's Dade
Still sitting on the dock
Ponders his life, and he skips his rocks
And he wonders when his father will return
But he's not coming back

And there's three, count 'em three
Children missing from the beach
They were eager to learn,
To be taught and to teach

But the sad thing
Is that they never lived passed the age of fifteen
Due to neglect from their mother
Who was bed ridden by her ex-lover, their father
She didn't even notice, or pay much attention
As the tide came in and swept her three into the ocean
Now all her advice, it seems useless

No, heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard
And live for the moment now

A few more songs played and I was pulled out of retrieve by the sound of the bell, wonderful, just wonderful. Time for more classes. Blech.

Finally, with school over I went home to change, and then I was gone to the gas station, for my first day at work. As soon as I stepped in the man behind the counter jumped up and shook my hand.

"You must be Catrina! How wonderful it is to meet you! How do you like Forks?"

"It's wonderful to meet you too sir, and yes, Forks is just fine." I can't say that I have been here long enough to actually say anything else.

"Call me Bob." Ha, Bob, I always thought that name was hilarious!

"Okay, Bob, where would you like me to start?" I already knew how to use a cash register because I worked at another gas station owned by the same company in Fort Erie.

"You did say that you transferred here from the station in Fort Erie, correct."

"Yes, that is correct."

"So you would be okay here by yourself?"

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, I'm off then! Have a good time!" Ha. Ha. Ha, like I could have a good time here.

"Okay, bye."

I had been sitting around for 2 hours, and only had 3 people come in here, 2 asking to use the washroom. I was beginning to wonder why I even bothered getting a job, when I saw him, the man from my dream.

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