I Do Not Own Twilight. I Only Own The Character Norah And Her Father. :) x


Waiting.

"Norah? Honey, we have to get going or we'll miss our flight" That's my dad, Richard Jackson. And yeah I guess I'm Norah. Obviously. The day he told me we were moving I just flipped out. We were leaving everything. Home, friends, and my school and. . . Mum. So we are moving to a very small and quiet reservation at the bottom of Washington called La Push, where everyone is polite and knows all of your business.

I just nod in agreement. Well I'm not going to answer him if that's what he thinks; he's the one who is making me move all the way from Texas to Washington. I can't believe him sometimes. The look he gave me, told me it all; 'Behave'. You'll see.

The flight was long and boring, not even music seemed interesting. I just kept thinking of that day.

It was warm even though it was winter. The sun beating through the trees that surrounded our big white house. I was home for Christmas break and glad to be away from school. Mum was sitting on our porch swing reading a book whilst dad cut our Christmas tree. I was so excited Christmas has always been a happy time in my house. That's when mum walked away. We should have gone with her. I should have stopped playing; dad should have stopped cutting that god damn tree. But we'd be dead too if we did. All I heard was screams. We were too late. They were gone.

I always regret not going in there with her, picking up her book and taking it to her, getting her drink for her, asking her to sit with me. But it would have been one of us either way and she would always say 'it's better me than you honey'. i can still hear her screams and her cries for help in my dreams. We run and run but we are always too late. Dad says it was Gods will, it was her time to go. But say different, all I wanted was to find those murders and kill them myself. They one of the people I love most from me and didn't even pay for it.

Time seemed to fly by me and the next thing I knew we were driving through green. Everything green. Trees, moss and even dirt. The forest was everywhere and any other time I would have been fascinated with it but not today. I was sulking. As the trees whizzed by I seeped back into my memories. The summers on holiday, the Easters with the family and the winters at home with eggnog. I also thought about my semesters at school. I loved my school and it was mostly because I was away from home. Sometimes it just got to be a bit too much, but now I regret wanting to go away and wish I could have just had five more minutes. Five minutes would not be enough though. Not enough time. Time. It slips through your fingertips more quickly than you would like. It's like holding onto air. Nothing. As I contemplated this concept I didn't realise that we had just crossed the border to what would be my new home. Home. Better get used to it Norah I thought.

The sign 'Welcome to La Push' seemed to be imprinted into my memory. Something I can't escape from just like this stupid fate. I have always believed in God and faith and fate, but after my mother passed I just kept thinking that God hated me or that I did something stupid in my life. My dad wasn't very happy when I stopped going to church but things just change with time. Time why does that seem to keep coming up?! Even though I was brooding I could still realise that this place was actually very beautiful, nothing like our old home. Big, spacious and clean. Too clean. This place was different, and seemed kind of unique. Small roads seemed to branches off from the main road we were now travelling down, and down these roads were small house around the sizes of bungalows. Some were in bright colours and others were very dim and odd looking. But the one that caught my attention was a little house at the end of one of these roads that was surrounded by the forest and bushes that looked like they wanted to hide the poor little house. It was beautiful. It had wild flower planted in perfect symmetry with a small white picket fence. It looked like something out of a book or film. That's when my dads voice broke through my thoughts.

"Honey, we just have to stop of here for a few minutes before we head to our new house and unpack. Is that alright?" He asked me as he tried to watch my reaction, but I just looked away from him. I didn't want to look at him. I just nodded my head twice and left it at that.

"'Kay, you don't have to come inside if you don't want too." He told me, but I just ignored him and got out anyway. I know I'm being stubborn but I just really didn't want to move. I just need time and I feel bad for making him upset and angry or whatever he is feeling but he just doesn't understand. We both haven't been here since mum got that job offer and it's been 7 years already. As I walked up toward the beautiful house I glance side ways again and again, I just had a feeling that something was going to happen.


Sorry For The Really Short Chapter. Seeing As It Is My English Writing Them I Haven't Actually Done It In Chapters So The First One Will Be The Smallest. Will Try And Finish The Second One By Today :) My Christmas Present to You All

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE xD

Have A Great Day And Enjoy Your Boxing Day Tomorrow To Relax Or Shop In The After Christmas Sales.

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