Chapter 2 - Nincompoop

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When my alarm bell rang in the morning, I rose up immediately.

'Finally,' I groaned.

I rose up and hurried with my clothes to the bathroom. I guess you could call me that annoying friend who always wakes up first in the morning. But today it was mainly because of my bladder.

I couldn't sleep much since the birds began chirping. But it was so warm in my bed that I absolutely refused to leave it. Even though I thought I would nearly pee myself.

I took a quick shower and changed. I walked down the stairs and saw a cold coffee mug left on the oak table. Looking out of the kitchen window I saw that the car was already gone.

Today began my final year of school. And boy was I excited. Taking out some toast bread, I put it into a toaster while I began warming some water on the heater.

While it was boiling, I turned on the news for some background noise. It was the weather. I listened while I dried my hair with a towel. Seemed like I didn't need to take a shower. I was going to be drenched once I walked out of the house.

Hearing the toaster spring up, I pulled out a thermos flask and poured some of the hot water into it. The rest I poured into a cup. Then I put more bread in the toaster while I ate breakfast.

As I finished, my hair began to dry and I went to brush my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror. Those bags under my eyes had to go. I sighed as I pulled out some concealer and mascara.

The bathroom door suddenly opened with very grumpy looking Jane.

'Good morning' I chirped.

Jane didn't start school until next week. She was leaving tomorrow.

'Yeah yeah, could you maybe tone it down a bit? I'm trying to sleep here' She grumbled under her breath.

I chuckled. She looked a mess. Her blonde hair was all over the place and she seemed to have smudged mascara all over her lower lash line.

'Sure beautiful.'

She closed the door grumbling on the way to her room.

I began focusing on the mascara stick as I've always heard of girls complaining that they stabbed their eyeballs with it. It always sounded so violent.

A stabbed eyeball.

I shuddered and put that thing away from me. I have finished with it anyway.

I began brushing my hair which unlike my sisters was still the original brown. As it was still damp, I let it down and walked down the stairs with my bag. I put my toast in a lunch bag, grabbed an umbrella and put on a jacket as I went out of the house.

There was a drizzle, nothing more. I hurried to the corner where the bus was supposed to wait. And it did. I hopped onto it greeting the bus driver and going further back. I was one of the first people to board the bus, so I was fortunate enough to get a good seat.

The bus arrived at school on time. I looked around the parking lot which was already getting quite full and spotted a group of some friends. Well, I don't know if I could call it my group of friends, but Tracie Watts, one of the people was nice enough to invite me to lunch. The others were Alan, Erica and Daniel.

'Eva!' Tracie waved excitingly with a huge smile on her face. I didn't even need to force a smile on my face and continued walking towards them.

Tracie was quite obviously the loudest one within the group. She bounced around to nearly every group, but this friend group seemed to be her favourite. When she found out we shared the same passion for photography, she gave me a huge bear hug.

Alan was more of down to earth guy who was really into competitive swimming, he looked the part too. His humour was pretty fucked up sometimes but funny all the same.

Erica was the quietest one who dreamed big. Yale University and all that, but all the same she was a great buddy to study or discuss stuff with.

Finally, Daniel. He was an exchange student from Portugal and was extremely interested in computers but that didn't mean he let himself go. He was in the same swimming team as Alan and spray-painted cars for fun.

'What's up'

'Oh I am so glad you asked, I got to spend the whole two months in Miami and I actually managed to get a tan.'

Looking at her I could see that quite obviously. She went through a whole shade range.

Alan snorted 'Let's hope it will last the whole year, or you'll be going back to that orange spray tan shit.'

Tracie scowled while the rest of us laughed. 'Well, we can't all be blessed like Daniel here'.

Daniel rolled his eyes and instead focused on me. 'How are you Eva, enjoyed your summer?'

'Yeah, I managed to finish everything on time.' Erica nodded in approval.

'Oh! How does your timetable look? Erica managed to convince Mrs Newton to go to La Push for history.'

'Uh, I think the final period?'

Tracie immediately frowned.

'Damn I think you won't be with us'

'Geez, Tracie I've got final period as well' drawled Alan.

Erica cut the conversation off by pointing out that it was time to get to class.

The day was quite boring. I found out a bit more about the trip to La Push during lunch. Apparently one of the history classes got to visit when the local tribe, celebrated one of their sacred days. I was in the second class that came to visit on Thursday, the day before. But in all honesty, Alan and I weren't really that bummed about it. Alan because it didn't interest him whatsoever, and I honestly didn't care that much either.

Alan also mentioned that the local tribe was voluntarily secluded from Forks and that majority of the village will be annoyed by- and now I will be quoting- 'pale-ass teens drawling over their sacred books.' I actually laughed out loud when he told me that.

Little did I know, that the same day before my front door, would be Jacob with his motorcycle inviting me to a massive bonfire the next week, Friday night.

Thursday morning came fast enough. I sat on the school bus with Alan sleeping on my shoulder. His hair was still wet from his morning swimming practice but I didn't complain.

He let me borrow his hoodie since I underestimated how cold it could get in the mornings. I passed the time watching the passing trees. It was one of the sunny days. So the light streamed through the trees and small patches of the forest where there were no trees to block it. It was beautiful. I looked down on the camera in my hands.

Today was actually the first time I got the chance to visit La Push. Once Mrs Newton found out that I brought a camera she asked me to take some pictures of the trip. Something about a school magazine.

I didn't mind. It was going to give me something to do. When the bus began slowing down, I saw that we were passing by more and more houses.

When I looked at the village. I was a bit disappointed. It looked just as I expected. Boring. The bus began to slow down before a larger house. I assumed it was the townhouse. I woke up Alan as students began exiting the bus. Although I don't know if I needed to. The students were loud enough to wake up the whole village. I stood up along with Alan and hopped off the bus. I could hear the waves before I could see them. Instead, I saw a bunch of natives walking down the street. I could see that they were quite different from us. Their skin was darker and more copper-like. While they all had very dark brown or completely black hair. But otherwise, they looked like everybody else.

'Eva?' I looked up to Alan who seemed to be waiting on me while our classmates began to move on.

'Let's get going'

We entered the townhouse which ended up being the museum as well. I was asked to not photograph, so I actually listened to the presentation. The history all in all was pretty interesting. Colonisation and all that. We have spent two hours in the museum and then all went to the beach for lunch.

The sea was grey and uninviting, but everyone thought it to be a good idea to go anyway. Taking off my shoes I followed Alan to the sea.

It was freezing. Apparently even colder than the swimming pool in the morning. So instead I snapped a few pictures. I was even asked to take a few group pictures.

Deciding that it was too cold after all, Alan and I decided to enjoy our lunch on a bench further away. We ate some lunch with others. I paused at eating my toast when I saw a few figures far off on a cliff. Close to the edge. I took out my camera to zoom in on them. I gave the camera to Alan who was curious as well.

'Idiots' I mumbled under my breath.

At that moment someone pushed the camera off Alans face. I look startled to see a tall buffed up guy. He was quite obviously a native but what surprised me the most was that he only wore a t-shirt. In this freakishly cold weather.

He stared at the shoes that laid on the bench and then on the rest of our table with an annoyed gleam in his eyes.

'What the fuck man' Alan growled as he checked over the camera.

'Stop taking pictures here, it's enough that your stupid school trip came here for a visit.'

'Dude-' I was cut off.

'You fuck off as well, taking pictures like this is some stupid celebration.'

Alan rose standing before me. 'Don't talk to her like that, you asshole.'

'Paul, come on' Mumbled one of the guys behind this buffed up asshole. He looked buffed up as well but obviously more chill than this Paul.

Ian, one of our classmates spoke out. 'Isn't this a preparation for your celebration tomorrow though?'

That Paul guy scoffed. 'It's a collective funeral-'

He stopped in the middle of his sentence his face still in a snarl. I stared at him a little put-off. What was wrong with this guy. His head snapped to the forest where a howl could be heard. Then it changed to anger. I frowned looking at him a little wearyingly. And then he turned around and began striding away from us. The other two guys immediately followed.

Alan grabbed my shoulder, asking me if I was alright as we stared at that group of guys running into a forest. But all I could hear was that wolf howl from the forest.