Part 1 - Chapter 5: Moving Day
Forks, Washington, was good enough, I suppose. It wasn't anything to look at, but it was something, I guess. After the hunt in South Dakota, no one had said another word to me. I wondered why, but didn't dare ask. We finally got to the mansion and we got to work on it, fixing it to make it better. A few rooms were added for our guests from Denali. I remembered Carlisle mentioning others might be coming. I shook it off as I continued building. Forks was shady and no sun reached into its canopy of trees. It rained as soon as we reached it. No wonder everyone had become so attached to this location. It was perfect vampire environment.
After we were satisfied with the mansion, Jacob raced off to the Quileute territory to warn them of their oncoming transformations. There were ten vampires - nine and a half, really, but still - in town and that meant the werewolves would be changing. Oh well. Finally, I asked why no one had talked to me on the way to Forks. "Rosalie, what did I do so wrong after the hunt?" She paused. "Did you not notice your lack of sparkling skin? We were directly in the sun and you had...nothing. If anything, I'd think you being so devoid of color would have the most. But no."
I wanted to ask Carlisle, but he was applying for the hospital. "I wonder why that is." Rosalie snorted. "You're obviously special, Silver. There's no wondering to it. You've got a uniqueness to combat Renesmee." I looked away. I was kind of mad at Rosalie at the moment. I took a glance at everyone around me. They were relaxing at home. I didn't know this place. It was alien and different. And we were to have strangers move in soon. I became exasperated with everything so I raced away from everything.
I ended up on a reservation. That was odd. I'd known the Quileutes were of Native American descent, but a reservation? There were obviously a few gaps in my memory. But that was strange too. I ignored that and walked away. I didn't need to damage anything. I craved interaction with someone who didn't hate me or was afraid of powers I possessed. I walked and walked until I saw a movie theater. I paid for a random one and sat down watching it halfheartedly. Some comedy that was a bunch of played out plots and cliches. When it was over, I trekked out. It was summer, so it was full. I got several dirty looks until one brave human approached me. But this human wasn't brave, but arrogant.
"Hey, tuts. I haven't seen you here before. Do you need a tour?" I stopped and turned to him grinding my indestructible teeth. He was obviously a football player with his school jacket and buzzed, blonde hair to match his awful tan. "I don't need your tour. In fact, I could probably teach you a few things." A group had gathered and his friends booed and jawed at him. The jock cocked his head. "I don't think you know what you're getting into, little miss." I chortled and he cracked his knuckles in response. "Are you going to fight me?" He shrugged and replied, "If you make me."
I nodded to his threat. "I can take you down in a single move, garçon stupide." Stupid boy. I got a few strange looks at my words. They came out without hesitation from my part. French was the easiest language for me. He grinned and apologized smartly before throwing the first punch. I grabbed it midair and flipped him, not using all of my strength. It was just enough to knock him down. "That concludes the lesson, class." He groaned and he and his buddies struggled to get out of the theater. I smirked at the crowd and walked out back to the mansion. One guy, however, didn't want that.
"How did you do that?" I turned around just a bit too fast for a human, but he didn't notice it. He was a scraggly dork if covers were accurate about books. "I took karate when I was younger," I shrugged. I kept walking, but he caught up. "I don't recognize you either. Are you new?" I nodded reluctantly. I didn't know Carlisle's plan. "Yeah, something like that. I've really got to go, cool?" My slang seemed nonchalant enough because he shrugged and walked off. Are all humans that bad? I wondered.
