Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Twilight, but Saffron and Sahara belong entirely to my friend and I.
AN: Back again for the second installment! Special thanks to my one reviewer, A-NicXIII. I always love feedback! (Hint: you read it, you review it. xD) Anyway, on with the story!
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Saffron's POV
School is boring, as usual. All of the courses are easy. Sahara and I have already read all of the books assigned for English, and Biology is just plain weird. Everyone else already has a lab partner, although the teacher said something about a classmate being absent, so that shouldn't be a problem in the future. Whoopee. It was bright out in the morning, the faint smell of rain still on the air. When school ended, it was downcast and Sahara wanted to hurry home to draw something at the stump. I decided to stay at school. It's pretty here, surprisingly. I sit underneath a tree, crossing my legs Indian style and laying my notebook on my lap. I really need to finish that song…. I'm so concentrated on my lyrics that I'm oblivious to all else.
"What are you writing?" a voice says suddenly, and I look up, startled. The voice belonged to a teen of around my age. "Sorry. I did not mean to frighten you."
"I'm writing a song," I reply, looking down at the open notebook once more.
"What is it about?" he continues, sitting down a few feet in front of me. Hmm…. That's strange. Someone would usually sit closer.
"You walk rather quietly, don't you?" is my response. "I have rather good hearing, but you didn't make a sound…"
"Yes," the boy says with a small smile, "this trait seems to run in my family. My name is Edward Cullen, by the way."
"Saffron Renee Winters," I reply automatically, smiling slightly.
"So, what did you say your song was about?" Edward's lips tip into a small smirk and he raises an eyebrow at my prickly expression.
"I thought I changed the subject," I mumble gruffly.
"Oh, yes, you changed it remarkably well. However, I changed it back."
I can't help but smile at him. Don't ask me why. As our conversations pauses for a moment, I take the chance to actually look him over. He is wearing jeans, not the obnoxiously loose ones that the strange guy in the woods had been wearing, but a pair that actually fit him. He wore a tight black shirt, one that complemented the dark locks of his hair. And his eyes. I've never seen eyes quite like these before. They are a bright amber. He's kinda…pretty, I think, somehow suddenly giddy. I'm never giddy.
For some reason he looks away slightly, a smile tipping on the edges of his lips.
"What is it?" I ask, perplexed. Did I say that out loud?
"Nothing," he replies, focusing his attention on me once more. A shiver runs down my spine. That's strange…. I usually like the attention. I look down at my notebook yet again, struggling to rid myself of the uneasy feeling. Why do I feel so different around him?
"What are you thinking?" he asks, so quiet I'm not even sure he's spoken. I look up to find his eyes boring into mine. Talk about creepy…
A small breeze moves through the still air, blowing my black hair into my face. Edward freezes beside me. "What's wrong?" I ask, looking over at him with a slightly annoyed and confused expression.
"I have to go," he says abruptly, standing with more grace than I would ever be able to muster.
I look after him, confused and slightly hurt. Suddenly, I feel a jolt of mixed feelings stemming from my strange connection to my twin. Glancing vaguely in the direction of our tree stump, I wonder how Sahara is doing…
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Sahara's POV (AN: Written mostly by my friend.)
School was boring, and so after it ended I left in a hurry. I had already read all the books for English, and Biology was so lame. Saffron and I aren't even in the same classes. I quickly grab my bag from my locker and rush out of the building, hoping no one notices me. There are too many new people there, and I just don't want them staring at me anymore. I get home from school earlier than Saffron. I rush into the house, kick off my shoes, and grab my sketchbook. I then walk outside into the grey afternoon. I prefer walking barefoot because I don't like the restricting feeling shoes bring. Saffy thought this was strange, but then again, she wasn't here to comment on it.
I step into the woods and am startled to find a tall, shirtless teenager waiting at the edge of the first line of trees. I blush and begin to deliberate my options. I can run away, but this would seem rude. Otherwise, I will simply have to pass him. I decide to keep walking, praying he won't speak to me.
"Oh," the teen began, watching my demeanor change. "You're the shy one." He sighed.
I blush, realizing he likes Saffron. I struggle to suppress my own feelings. I shouldn't wish for him to wait for me like that. I can't want him to look at me the way I saw him look at my sister yesterday. This is so inconvenient.
"I'm sorry," I say.
I have a habit of apologizing for myself. Sometimes people get annoyed. The russet-skinned boy decides to ignore it.
"Where's the other one?" the boy asks, walking casually beside me.
"I assume you mean my twin," I reply, staring at the ground. "She's still at school."
"Oh," the boy responds.
I give a nod and return to examining the ground. I notice he's also barefoot. Apparently I'm not the only 'weirdo.'
"You walk quietly," he observed.
"I'm a...ninja?" I say in response, thinking this would be something my sister would say. This causes him to let out a bark of laughter. I find it fascinating, but yet I continue focusing my attention elsewhere. I have to force myself to keep my wandering eyes from the shirtless teen.
"Why are you so shy?" he questions.
"Why are you so tall?" I retort.
He smirks and rolls his eyes.
"My sister will be home from school in about an hour or so." I tell him, knowing Saffron will have no desire to stay in any place involving textbooks for long.
"'Kay." As he turns to move, he bumps into my arm, causing me to drop my sketchbook. Stooping low, he bends to pick it up. I reach for it. "Tell me your name first," he demands, straightening.
"It's Sahara...Sahara Jae Winters." I sigh, reaching for the notebook.
He smirks a little, placing it in my outstretched hand. Our fingers brush slightly and I notice how warm his skin is. I involuntarily shiver a little as I notice how cold I am in comparison.
"You okay?" the boy asks.
"Yeah...thanks," I reply. I turn to walk away, but then stop suddenly. "Wait....what's your name?"
"Jacob," he replies, a small smile playing on his lips. This is all he says before he lopes off into the woods again, leaving me alone to stare after him in awe. I shake my head, feeling increasingly stupid, and move towards the massive tree stump my sister and I found the day before.
When I arrive at this serene haven, I sit down immediately and open my sketchbook to the first available page. I pull out the pencils from my bag, put them to the page, and begin to draw in a trance-like state. I don't even realize as I begin to draw the figure of a shirtless youth with long dark hair billowing in the wind. I draw so intensely I forget all about Saffron. The light changes slightly, and I pause in my drawing. Glancing up, I notice the brooding clouds. It looks like rain. I quickly gather my things and leave.
I walk slowly through the trees, savoring the silence and the sound of the trees in the wind. The sky is beautiful in the gathering storm. I arrive back home just as the floodgates of heaven open. I run to the door and stop short, noticing that my sister has a visitor. Without meaning to, I catch the end of their conversation.
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AN: Hope you liked it! If you did (or not, that's fine) please review! Any feedback, good or bad, is greatly appreciated!
Oh, and if you like this, you should check out my two other fanfics, Shades of Grey and Harry Potter and the Fullmetal Alchemist.