Don't own twilight... so, sadly, Alice isn't mine. -sniff- oh alice, the fun we would have...
I mean...
Pie ._.
-xoxoxoxo-
My name is Mary Alice Swan. Recently my mom remarried and her husband wants to send me away. Well… I beat him to it. I'm currently on a plane to my dad's house. Chief Swan, Sheriff of Forks. No messing with drugs or anything. I think that's why mom was willing to let me. Not that I smoked, or drank or anything… but…
I let out a sigh and winced when my ribs caused pain to shoot through my body. With a shaky breath I leaned back in my seat and dozed off. In my dream I saw glimpses of blue and white wings, blue eyes, tan skin…
I was shaken awake by the kind woman next to me. "Sweetie the plane has landed."
"Thank you," I smiled, though it seemed my clothing type still had her on edge, for her smile was forced. I sighed as I stepped into the chilly weather, pulling on an oversized hoodie. I saw my father, Charlie, standing by baggage claim and hurried over to him. He held a large coat in his hand, as if knowing Mississippi weather would have me unprepared for Washington weather. I thanked him and pulled it on, thankful for the warmth it provided and waited for my bags before heading home. Talking was kept at a low and he let me settle in easily.
"I left you some paint cans. Your mom said you were artistic. You're room is still purple… so I got the colors she said were your favorite and you can work on it this weekend if you want."
"Thanks, Ch- Dad."
"Not a problem."
I flopped down on the bed, looking over at the paint cans. Black, White and Midnight blue. I will never understand why these colors have always been my favorite, especially the blue, but they just are.
A look at the clock told me I should go to bed. I got up, dressed for bed, and fell into a dream filled with blue and white eyes.
-xoxoxoxo-
Two chapters cuz this is short...