I always start these new story ideas...oh, well. They make me happy :)
Please reveiw!
~Hayden
Rated T for languege.
Danielle's P.O.V.
Of course we had to move. I mean, just when my life started getting good, we have to move across the counrty.
When I mentioned that to my mom though, she just said, "That's life. You have to do things you don't want." Thanks for ruining my life, Mom. Love you.
I could stay with my dad, but then I'd have to deal with his witch of a wife and her two little spawns. The older one does drugs, the younger one steals things. Wonderful kid friendly enviroment you made, Dad.
So the only choice I had left was to move from Michigan to Washington with my Mom and brother, Casy.
Lovely.
"Dani, get up," Mom said from the drivers seat. "We're here. Start unloading."
I opened my eyes to see our car in a driveway of houses. The drive had been endless fast foodresturants, and smelly bathrooms.
I got out of the car to see us in cute, cozy little neighborhood. It had medium-sized houses, with gardens and green grass. It was pretty windy, and the sky was gray, as if it was about to rain.
Casy wasn't here yet, because he was driving on his own. So he got out of unpacking the car.
Casy was three years older then me, seventeen. He was the complete oppisate of me, with dark, messy hair, blue eyes, and a muscular build. I had long blond hair, and eyes that change colors. Casy was tall, I was short. Casy was tan, I was pale. Casy played football, I was a cheerleader. We were complete oppisates.
"Excuse me," someone said behind me. An woman, man, girl, and boy were standing there. The girl was riding her fathers back, and the boy looked about my age. The woman was holding a pan of brownies.
"I'm Cara, and this is my husband, Chris. This is my son, Jordan, and my daughter, Lily. We live across the street, and just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood. Are your parents inside?"
"Um, yeah. She's in the house somewhere. You can go in and find her if you want." I said.
"Okay," Cara said, smiling at me, then walking past in the house. Chris and Lily followed her, both after smiling at me.
"So," Jordan said eagerly. "Where are you from?"
"Uh, Michigan." I started grabbing some of my bags out of the car.
"Oh, hey, thats cool. So are you going to La Push schools or Forks?"
"My brother and I are both going to La Push." I said, slamming the car door shut.
"Sweet! I can show you around Monday, if you want," Jordan volunteered.
"Um, okay, I guess." I was saved from having to make any serious conversation because Casy pulled into the driveway.
"Right, I'm going to go. You can talk to my brother if you want." I walked inside the house, never looking back.
That was pretty much just an prolouge. It'll get better, promise.
~Hayden