This place is very green. It has rained ever since we have entered the state of Washington. I had to leave the beautiful city of Miami because my dad's job transferred him. This is going to be a change. At least I get to get away from those arrogant guys at my school. "We're here," Dad said. Our driveway was exactly 1.3 miles long. Who the crap needs a driveway that long? "Who lives next door in that mansion," Brent, my twin brother, asked. My dad turned around and looked at the house and shrugged. We started unloading the car. It took us about 3 hours to get all the boxes unloaded. I looked over at the house and saw like 5 sports cars in the driveway. Wow. I start the rest of my senior year. I'm 16 but I am so smart that they made me skip 8th grade. I have black hair and I am really short. Four ten and ½. I looked at the clock and it was 10 o'clock. I grabbed my pug, Blondie, and got in the bed.
Forks High School, senior population: 30. No lie, there is like no one in this little town. Is it even on the map? I met a really nice girl today. Her name is Kali. She is in all my classes except chemistry. Which isn't going to be my favorite class. I had to sit next to a guy that completely ignored me when we had to partner up with person at our table. It was the only seat left so I had to sit next to an arrogant guy. I thought I left them behind in Florida. He did all the work. I didn't get to help at all. He was hot though. He had brown hair. It was kinda shaggy. He was about six foot. But the thing that threw me off was: he had gold eyes. Does he not know colored contacts are so out?
The next day in chemistry we had to do partner work again. Great! He started to work and I said, "Hello? I'm your partner, don't I get to help? What's your name anyway?" "Anthony Cullen. And I think this would go faster if I did this alone," Anthony replied. He has a really sexy voice. "Fine! I don't really get this stuff anyway," I said. So I sat there all hour doing nothing.
Later that day I was at my locker when Anthony showed up. "Can I help you?" I asked in a snotty voice. "I wanted to come say sorry about what I said in chemistry," he said. "Don't worry about it," I said. "Well, you could come over today and I could explain the stuff to you," he said. I'm almost positive he sounded hopeful. Do I want him to be hopeful? "Uh, sure," I replied. I had to understand this stuff somehow and I hadn't made any friends in chemistry yet. So I texted my parents and told them I was studying with some friends. We got to his Porsche and he held the passenger side door open for me. When he got in I said, "You didn't have to do that. You already apologized." He said nothing. I look at the speedometer and we were going 110! When I drive my Porsche, which by the way is in the shop, I always go at least 120. "So, do you drive?" Anthony finally said. "Of course. I drive a Porsche. It's in the shop right now," I replied. "Oh," he said. When we got to his house I gasped. "What?" Anthony asked. "You live next door to me," I said as I pointed to my house. Again he said nothing. We went inside and I saw a lot of people there. A girl and a boy, who looked like a year older than me, walked towards us. "Ashleigh, this is my mom and dad. Edward and Bella," Anthony said. "It is nice to meet yall," I replied. I noticed something when I was looking at them: they had gold eyes just like Anthony. Then he introduced me to his cousins, Amber and Jake. Come to find out Amber is in all my classes except chemistry. Then he introduced me to Amber and Jake's parents, Jasper and Alice. They looked too young to have kids. After that he told me he had another cousin named Rose, and an aunt and uncle named Rosalie and Emmett. But they weren't here. Then his other aunt and uncle walked in and Anthony said, "This is my Aunt Esme and Uncle Carlisle." This guy has a lot of family, and they all have gold eyes. "It is nice to meet all of you," I said then Anthony led me to his room.
It took him about thirty minutes to explain all this to me. After I finally got it, Anthony said, "Do you want to play 20 questions? I ask you a question then you ask me a question." "Sure. My parents don't expect me home for like another hour," I replied. I am really glad I didn't have to leave. He is a really good flirt. "Ok. I got one. How old are you?" He asked. "Sixteen," I replied. "Sixteen? How are sixteen and graduating this year?" "Hey! It's my turn to ask a question. What's your favorite color?" "Very creative. Blue. How are you graduating early?" "I skipped eighth grade. Apparently I was too smart. Does that answer your question?" "It does and that counted as a question," he said with a smirk. "No it doesn't!" "It does to." We asked and answered questions for about another five minuets. We were on our last question when Anthony asked me, "How many guys have you dated?" "Um. None. Every guy I know is older than me and who wants to date a girl who is younger than you and skipped a grade because she is too smart to be in the grade she belongs? All the guys in my grade like blondes and as you can tell I'm not blonde, I'm black headed. Oh! And sometimes when I don't feel like putting my contacts in I wear glasses. Who wants to date someone like that?" I said. "Me. Oh and that counted as a question," he practically purred as he tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. No guy has ever done that to me before. I stared at his lips, longing for them to meet mine. My phone rang ruining the moment. "Hello?" It was my mom telling me I had to come home for dinner. I told Anthony I had to go home. I said goodbye to his family and walked across the lawn to my house. After dinner I walked to my room and was greeted by m pug, Blondie. I was so tired so Blondie and I crawled into bed.