Hello, and welcome dear readers!
Recently I have been binge watching the Twilight movies again - it's so addicting! Anyway, I have always been wanting to write a Jasper/OC fanfic; he deserves more love! So no, Jasper and Alice do not have a romantic relationship in this story. And finally, after planning and debating and scrapping ideas and rewriting... I have decided to give it a go.
Now I am actually going to try to have a schedule, or at least keep updating at a semi-regular pace! Which is unheard of for me I must admit. I want to try to keep myself accountable. That being said, I do have the next chapter written up. I'm desperate to post it, but I'm going to keep it as a stop-gap until I write the next one. At least then I can see how much interest this story will also have.
But I'm super excited to get into it, and I hope that you guys give this story a go and enjoy!
Well, that's it from me, but happy reading!
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to the Twilight franchise unfortunately, only my O/C's and maybe some original plot points ;)
This fanfic is also going to run through a combination of both the books and the movies; there are aspects of both that I love so why not just incorporate them both lol.
Cupid Painted Blind
Part 1: Coup de foudre
ˌkuː də ˈfuːdr(ə),French ku də fudʀ/
noun
a sudden unforeseen event, in particular an instance of love at first sight.
"We loved with a love that was more than love."
Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe
Chapter 1
"Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position…"
The young woman shifted in anticipation in the - frankly - uncomfortable seats as the airplane approached their destination, wincing as her ears popped at the change in air pressure. A hand holding a small sweet forced its way into her field of view and she smiled gratefully at her brother. She hastily unwrapped the sweet and popped it in her mouth. Mmm, cherry.
"You excited?" Aiden asked eagerly, leaning over Alana to get a better view out of the window.
"Excited to get off this plane? Absolutely," she responded, crunching down on the cherry sweet. Her legs were itching for a good stretch. As it happens, fifteen hour air journeys were not her forte and she was not keen for a repeat.
Her brother huffed and rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean."
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have just been cleared to land at the Jefferson County International airport…". The two siblings ignored the rest of the droning, female voice as she stressed the importance of picking up their litter.
Alana cast her gaze towards the clouds, admiring the ghostly wisps that passed the descending airplane. Was she excited? "I dunno," she quietly answered, thinking of the fact that their quiet and normal lives were in the process of being uprooted. "More nervous, I suppose. You?"
The dark-haired boy grinned, and that was enough of an answer for her. She gazed at her older brother - by all of ten months, as he so liked to remind her - taking in the unruly hair that always seemed to poke his hazel eyes, the way his cheeks dimpled when he smiled widely enough, but, most of all, the fact that he looked happy… a lot happier than he'd been in a long time. And, after all, wasn't that the real reason for the whole move? Her parents hadn't been happy; her brother most certainly hadn't been happy. And, upon consideration, she supposed that she hadn't been all that happy either. Perhaps a change of scenery was what they all needed. And boy, moving across the globe was definitely a change of scenery.
When her parents had first suggested - well, more like told them about - the move halfway across the world, Alana had not been thrilled, to say the least. They all had a pretty cushy life, truth be told. Her parents had good jobs, the siblings were doing well in school, they had a bunch of friends who they would see everyday without fail. So why would they want to move? They'd had a future in England, a good one at that. But now it was all being thrown up in the air. Moving to a different continent to a small town that she'd never even heard of, in the middle of nowhere. Great.
But then she thought about it. She thought about how tired her parents looked when they got back from their long shifts at work, about the arguments they would have; how they could be heard from her bedroom upstairs. She thought about how reclusive her brother had become at school. She thought about the relief on her family's faces when they packed up their things; the large smiles they gave each other when deciding what house they would purchase. She couldn't begrudge them, and she wouldn't.
A soft smile spread across her lips. "I'll take that as a yes," she laughed.
Before long, the aircraft touched down with a resounding thump. Alana put a hand across her chest to tame her racing heart once the bumping and jostling had halted, and hurriedly joined in as the other passengers clapped for the pilot and cabin crew.
As the passengers started collecting their handheld belongings, the siblings glanced once more outside the window, huffing in amusement when they saw the pouring rain hammer down onto the runway. Not so different from Britain, after all.
Aiden and Alana stood from their seats, noticing their parents a few rows over grabbing their luggage from the overhead compartments. Their mother smiled and waved eagerly at the two, and motioned that they would meet the siblings in the terminal.
The two shared a brief look, grabbed their own bags and followed the other passengers and flight attendants out of the plane towards their new lives.
The two hour drive towards the small town of Forks, Washington had been far from quiet to say the least. A healthy dose of rock 'n' roll filled the car, courtesy of her brother and father, while Alana and her mother laughed at their obnoxious singing (read: yelling).
After a quick pit stop, her mother - Olivia - had sat in the back of the car with her daughter so they could take turns braiding the others' hair. Alana had always been secretly jealous of Olivia's long, thick locks and revelled in the opportunity to style her hair with intricate braids that could never be accomplished on herself, but her mother had attempted to plait strands of Alana's shorter hair, all the same.
As the last ten minutes of their journey approached, the men had quietened down and were talking about some sport or another. Olivia had grown quite pensive and she stared at her daughter with something akin to worry. "Are you okay?" She wondered in a hushed voice, glancing at the men as they laughed raucously at some rude joke they had made.
Alana startled at the sudden question. She had been gazing outside as the towering trees swept past the window, admiring the shades of green that filled her vision. She sighed at the question but gave her mother a small smile. "I'm fine, mum, I promise."
Her mother did not look entirely convinced, but dropped the subject for the time being. Her hazel eyes lit up with excitement as she spied something outside. Alana turned to follow Olivia's gaze and her own eyes widened as they rolled to a stop.
"We've arrived," her dad's baritone voice announced, accompanied with some grand and elaborate hand gestures.
Their new house was a well-sized, two-storey property with a generous gravel driveway. The exterior was decorated with a tasteful slate-coloured panelling across the ground floor and white wood for the second storey. It wasn't a brand-new house or anything, but it had cosy vibes that Alana was immediately drawn to. It seemed that the previous family had taken the time to plant a variety of vibrant flowers along the front of the house, and Alana was pleased to notice the lovely shades of purples and reds that had bloomed. A dense cloud of forest was evident towards the back of the property and Alana knew that her and her brother would waste no time in venturing out to explore it. All in all, the house looked... nice - a lot nicer than their house had been in England anyway. She just knew it would take some time to get adjusted.
"What're you kids waiting for?" Their father - Nicholas - had exclaimed enthusiastically, flinging a set of keys to her brother. "Go on, have a look inside!"
Alana and Aiden ventured out of the car and stood across from the house together, taking in the earthy surroundings. It was a refreshing change, Alana could admit; breathing in the fresh, forest air, listening as the birds chirped and flitted from branch to branch in the tall trees. A piney scent permeated the breeze, not so dissimilar from the air freshener her dad had put in the car.
They made their way towards the front door, their steps crunching on the gravel path. Aiden slid the key into the lock and pushed the door open, a slight creak echoing throughout the hall as they entered.
The inside, Alana noticed, was already full with their furniture. They had it all sent across a week earlier in preparation and had stayed with their grandparents until the flight over. The sight of something familiar set her heart at ease a little, and she fondly ran her hand along their soft blue sofa that sat in the spacious living area.
"Welcome to your new home, kids." She hadn't noticed her parents entering the room behind them, and turned to give her dad a quick smile. Aiden went to explore the rest of the ground floor while Alana approached the stairs to have a look at their new bedrooms.
The siblings had their own separate bedrooms - thankfully. Neither of them had enjoyed sharing the small room their grandparents had put them in for the week; their sleep and waking schedules were so different that it had caused a lot of arguments.
Surely, seeing as Alana had ventured upstairs first, it made sense that she should have first dibs of the bedroom picking. With that in mind she set about examining each of the three bedrooms to decide which she'd like best. Gracefully, she'd decided that her parents could have the biggest room, and so was torn between the remaining two. They were quite different, she'd noticed. Similar in size - so that was no issue - but vastly different colour-schemes. One bedroom was a pleasing shade of light blue with a white trim, adorned with two large windows adjacent to one another. It also had a sizable, built-in oak dresser. A generous amount of sunlight streamed in and Alana closed her eyes to soak in the rays.
The other bedroom by comparison was a deep shade of green with an oak trim. There were also two windows, one was small but the other, however, was a grand alcove window with a plush, cream cushioning. Peering outside of the alcove, Alana noticed a huge tree that nestled close to the side of the house, partially blocking the sunlight from the room. From her view, she could see a bird's nest that lay a few branches up, with a single bird flying to and from the nest.
A smile crept across her lips and she decided on her new bedroom.
Not wanting to delay it for too long, Alana had spent the remainder of the afternoon unpacking all of her things and she was almost saddened to see that her whole life had fit into a handful of bags. She'd neatly tucked all of her clothes away, glad to see that she had enough cold-weather clothing to last her a little while - though she knew that she'd have to buy some more pretty soon, considering the biting chill that came with Forks. A few framed photographs of friends and family lay on her cabinets and bedside table and she'd brought a few books with her as well, which were now stacked neatly on a small bookcase her parents had bought.
By the time she was finished, the sun was setting behind the forest and the horizon had turned a shade of deep violet. Alana was unsurprised to find that the sky was just as filled with clouds as England had been and didn't bother to try and look for stars.
As she laid in her bed that night, gazing outside at the leaves that swayed in the breeze, she resolved that she would make the most of the new home. She still dreaded the thought of going to her new school in the morning. Her parents had offered that they start the beginning of the next week, but Alana didn't want to delay the inevitable and prolong the nerves she had already felt. Aiden hadn't felt the same sense of impending dread and also wanted to begin their new school together. But regardless of how she felt about their first day of Forks High, she was determined to try and engage in her lessons and also hopefully make some new friends. She couldn't imagine how difficult her school life might be without at least knowing some people early on.
And so, with her brain filled with nervous thoughts of classes and friends and new places, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a fitful sleep. The sounds of pattering rain tinkled across her windows in a soft lullaby.
A/N: There will be some Cullen action in the next chapter :) Please leave a review, I would love to know your initial thoughts and how you think Alana and her brother will fit into the Twilight world!