I had a headache the whole flight to Washington. I had gotten over my issues with planes, with Agito's help of course, but I should have been able to ride in them even with out him by my side now. The headache lessened when I got off the plane. I went to meet Cyan in front of the airport. I had visited Cyan so many times in my childhood, mostly during the summer, that I knew the airport by heart, as well as the town. He was leaning against his car. He was six feet, so about ten inches taller than me. He had dark black hair and brownish black eyes. His skin was pale as well. Despite looking so gothic he had a certain charm to him, this was proved by the number of girls checking him out as they passed by.
"Sweetness," he said as I walked up to him. "Welcome back to Forks," He handed me and umbrella then opened the trunk of his black Lexus. I only had two bags. Father was sending the rest of my stuff today. I put my stuff in the trunk and shut it. I got in next to Cyan and he drove away from the Airport.
"You'll get used to the rain after a few days, but it'll sound really loud at night." He told me. I nodded. This was the first time I was staying for any sign of permanence. Cyan wasn't one to beat around the bush. He gave facts and asked out right when he wanted to know them. "How did Brian tell you about moving to Forks?" He asked.
"He didn't. I heard the voice mail you left him." I noticed how lifeless my voice sounded. I hoped I could control the water works while I was near Cyan, though I didn't know if he would just retreat or become impatient by my unjustified outbursts of emotion.
"Bad way to find out. Hope you didn't give him to hard a time,"
"I didn't make a fuss at all. I agreed with out thinking of the consequences."
"So I'm the one stuck with the tantrums, great."
"No, there won't be any tantrums. I made the decision. I'm old enough to not whine about the consequences,"
"Sounds like you didn't like the idea of moving here at all," Cyan kept his voice dull and bored. It didn't mean anything; it was just how he was. Not much interested him.
"I didn't." I sighed "But father was right, I needed something new." I pressed my cheek on the cool tinted window and closed my eyes. We traveled the rest of the way in silence.
Cyan lived in one of the biggest houses in Forks. It was old and had a lot of land surrounding it. The outside of the house was dark brown with black trim. There were five bed rooms on the second floor, along with three bathrooms. Down stairs, there was a kitchen, a living room, a library, and a den that was turned into a training room by my aunt Blair. There was also a small barn with two horses. When I was little, about three or four, Mother brought me here to learn to ride. I wondered briefly if Vlad and Due still remembered me.
Cyan Took one of my bags while I took the other. He showed me to my room. There was a large bed, a dresser and a full length mirror. A book shelf had also been moved in recently, by the looks of the marks on the carpet. "Thank you," I said.
"I would never risk having any other teen in here except for you Sweetness. In other words, no one I don't know is allowed in without my permission." He said walking away. No surprise there. Cyan liked being a lone wolf. He got very moody when his privacy was invaded, and by moody, I mean jugulars started getting cut.
I stretched then dragged my bags into the room to unpack. I opened the dark blue curtains to a window, knowing that it was a balcony. What use was it when you couldn't stand on it without an umbrella?
This room had always been mine. Nothing had changed over the years besides the book shelf that took up most of the only free wall. I guess Cyan thought the room fit me. The dark, almost black, blue fluffy carpet, the blue, almost a grayish white, walls, the simple, but grand, furniture, they all fit me. Even the balcony fit. Although there was no use for it in the cold, wet rain of October, I loved being able to have water in arms reach. Cyan knew what I liked, and what I needed. Simple things, not over the top décor, made me happy.
I sorted my clothes into the dresser. The ones that would go into the closet would come soon. I only had a few books to put on the book shelf, one being a photo album. I put one picture I had had framed on my night stand. It was the one of Agito and me at the school dance. I just felt that I needed to have it close to me. I couldn't let the happy memories slip away.
When I was done unpacking, I went down stairs to the kitchen. Cyan didn't use it for much more than coffee, but the fridge was full. After I ate I took a quick shower. I had bought a new shampoo, one that wasn't strawberry. I changed into a night dress and went to sleep. The time was a few hours off and I had school in the morning.
I woke up around five in the morning. I had slept a good twelve hours. I brushed through my hair then changed into jeans, a plain blue shirt and my Kogorasumaru jacket. I slipped my socks on knowing that I would be walking on cold tile.
Cyan was sitting at the kitchen table, laptop in front of him and coffee mug in his hand. "You're up early," He commented.
"I slept twelve hours, jet lag I guess." I yawned moving over to the fridge to make breakfast and lunch.
"You're still packing your lunch?" he asked when he saw me put a rolled omelet into the lunch box.
"Habit, I guess," I shrugged. When I sat down to eat he slid a silver card and a piece of paper with a few numbers on it across the table.
"It's your credit card for food. You're doing your own shopping and cooking if you want to stay here. Brian said that if you need anything like books or clothes to use your other card." I memorized the numbers on the paper realizing that they were the pin number for the card. "Here this is yours too." He tossed two keys on the table. My eyes widened. One was the house key ant the other was,
"The Lexus?" I asked surprised.
"Brian bought it off me. I put you on the insurance already as well. Happy birthday Sweetness," he smiled. My eyes were still wide. Wow, a car.
"Thanks," I said. Cyan smiled a bit more at my obvious surprise and then went back to his laptop. I finished eating and washed the dishes I had used. I went up stairs to double check my bag for school. I found no fault with it so I brought it down. After thirty minutes of standing around I pulled my hair back into a bun and put on my boots. I'd rather be early than stared at, I figured. Cyan wished me good luck and I headed off to school.
Forks High School as just off the highway, like most things in Forks. It also had a total of three hundred fifty seven, now fifty eight students. I would never be able to find a group I could fit in with, let alone take control of the school and make it Kogorasumaru's territory.
I drove around to the student parking lot and parked in a back corner. I opened the umbrella Cyan had given me and walked across the parking lot, pausing to lock the car doors. The school looked like a bunch of identical brick houses. I entered the one marked FRONT OFFICE. It was cluttered with papers and plants, as if there wasn't enough greenery outside. I walked up to the desk. An elderly woman in about her mid fifties looked up at me. Her name plate said Ms. Cope.
"Um, I'm Nami Mizaki," I told her.
"Oh," she said, her mouth forming a perfect red O. She shuffled through some papers and came out with a stack. "This is your map, your schedule, and I need you to get this signed by all the teachers you meet today and then bring it back to me at the end of the day," she told me. "Welcome to Forks," she smiled. I did my best to smile back.
"Thank you," I said with what I hoped sounded like sincerity.
I went back out to my car to memorize my schedule and the map. Other students were starting to pull in. I noticed that most of the cars were old, except a silver Volvo, which, like my Lexus, stood out. I decided to get in the building before they noticed my car, and me.
My first class was English with Mr. Mason. I spotted the building when I passed the cafeteria. I followed two people in. The class was small. I noticed a rack for rain coats but mine wasn't soaked yet, so I decided not to remove it. The jacket made me feel better too, like I had Japan with me.
I took the sign sheet to the teacher. He looked at me like I was some new species of human. Not the most comforting welcome. Thankfully he sent me to the back without an introduction. I looked over the reading list he had given me. House on Mango street, Tangerine, Titanic, I had read everything, in fact, Tangerine and Titanic would be coming to Forks with me other stuff.
Despite the seat in the back people managed to stare at me. When the bell rang a boy leaned over and asked "Are you Nami Mizeki?"
"It's Mizaki, it's a ZA not a ZE," I didn't like how he had pronounced my name, like it was legato like most English. I like it pronounced staccato, like Japanese. The boy was surprised by my sudden out burst.
"Um, I'm Eric, I was wondering if you needed help to your next class," Almost everyone was looking at us now. As if they were deciding weather to pair us together or to tear us apart. I looked at the boy, he had black hair and skin problems, and he was the kind you would find in the Beta club and the Chess club.
"Thanks, but I have a map," I said getting up. I didn't pull my map out once as I headed to building six.
Mr. Varner was the only teacher that made me introduce my self. At least I was able to pronounce my name the way I like it. I was asked several questions like what was my favorite color, purple, blue and black. What were some of my hobbies? Reading. There were a lot more things I could have added but I was currently unable to bake and separated from my team. After this he turned control over to the class. They raised their hands and Mr. Varner would pick one.
"Where did you move from?" A girl my height with wildly curly hair asked me.
"Japan," I said without enthusiasm. The most they knew about Japan was Pokemon, Digimon, and Yugiho.
"So you can like, speak Japanese?" she asked.
"Yes,"
"Oooo can you say something?"
"What do you want to hear?"
"Why don't you just introduce your self in Japanese," Mr. Varner suggested quickly. The last thing he needed was for kids to curse him out in another language.
"Konnichiwa, watashi no namae wa Mizaki Nami desu. Translated it's Hello my name is Nami Mizaki." I told them. They seemed fascinated. The next person was a boy.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" he got a lot of giggles and under breath cursing. "Everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it," he protested.
"My last relationship ended about six weeks ago," I said dully. Mr. Varner ended the questions then. He sent me to a seat in the back. People were still staring.
The girl with the curly hair sat next to me in two classes. I hadn't bothered to remember her name. She was just using me to get attention, it was written all over her face. How ever much of an attention whore she was, she did get us good seats in the cafeteria. We were in the middle of all her girlfriends. I saw Eric wave at me from the other side of the room. I suddenly wished I was surrounded by his type rather than detail hungry girls.
I saw them then. They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria. They were the only ones not staring at me. They weren't doing much of any thing really. They weren't talking or eating. They looked nothing alike either, but still the same. Three boys and two girls.
One boy was large, like a weight lifter. He had dark brown hair as well, he reminded me of a bear. Another was blonde, leaner, but his look said that he shouldn't be underestimated. His strength was more mature, more developed, more planned. The last boy had bronze, messy hair. He looked younger and smaller than the other boys, and more like a high school student.
The girls looked nothing alike. One was blonde, and like the goddess Aphrodite. She was the kind you saw on the cover of a magazine, the kind who made you feel ugly just by thinking about her. The other was short, about my height. She had short black hair that stuck out in every direction. She made me think of a pixie.
They all looked alike in some way. They were all chalky pale and had dark circles under their eyes, like they had stayed up for over twenty four hours. They all had the same dark eye color as well.
"Who are they?" I asked the girl. She looked the way I was looking briefly as if she didn't know who I was talking abut. She giggled a bit then said,
"Emmet Cullen, is the big one, Jasper and Rosalie Hale are the blondes. The others are Alice and Edward Cullen. They all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife."
I looked over again. The girl Alice had left and Edward was moving his lips quickly as if talking to the other three.
"They're very, oh, what's the word?" I really hadn't though of what they were. Not intimidating, it was obvious they were gorgeous. Before I could finish she went on.
"They're all together though, Alice and Jasper, Emmet and Rosalie, and they live together," her voice held all the shock of the town. Although the shock would be even greater in Japan.
"They don't look related," I said. If they weren't then the relationships were fine.
"They aren't, the Hales are twins, but the Cullens are all adopted. The Hales are foster children. The doctor's wife is their aunt. They moved down from a small town in Alaska two years ago," She was in a rush to give me all the details.
"It's nice for them to take care of so many children." I said. I had forgotten that there were kind hearted people in the world. I had lived in the shadows for too long.
"I guess, but I think Mrs. Cullen can't have children," She said as if to lessen her kindness. I looked at the youngest, the boy. He looked at me briefly, meeting my eyes, and then looked away.
"You said that the bronze was Edward right?"
"Yeah, but don't waste your time, he doesn't date. Apparently no one here is good enough for him." She said. She had clearly been turned down. Knowing her she had most likely acted fast, maybe, like two minutes after she saw him.
One of the girls had Biology with me after lunch. She was kind enough to remind me her name was Angela. I immediately liked her. She was the type who got to know you and still didn't judge. When we entered she went to sit at a black top table. I saw that she had a partner. In fact everyone had a partner, except Edward Cullen. I went up to the teacher to get my slip signed. He gave me a book and motioned towards the only empty seat.
As I walked to the seat Edward gave me the strangest look. It was violent, hostile. He looked away quickly as I sat down. He slid as far way from me as the table would allow. I did the same. His body was ridged, frozen, like how I reacted to pain freezing up, not doing anything.
I had seen that his eyes were black, coal black. Not good. I had finally realized what he and his siblings were. Vampires. By the look of it they were tamer than the Volturi. Had the girl, whose name I remembered to be Jessica, said they were from Alaska? The Cullens. I had heard the name before. Aro had talked about them. Carlisle was the name he had said. I had also heard of Alice. She told the future or something. Aro had said that they don't prey on people; they drank the blood of animals. So why was Edward acting this way? Was my blood to tempting? Very tempting by the look of it.
Vampires were faster, stronger, smarter, and venomous. If I really did smell so irresistible, it meant that everyone in the class was in danger. It would take five seconds tops, for him to kill every one of us. I wondered how much control this vampire had.
The hour seemed to last much longer than the others. Was it because I was waiting for Edward to kill me? The bell rang, surprising me. Edward rose from his seat; his back turned to me, and left the class quickly, before anyone was out of their seats.
I gathered my books slowly. If he didn't want to drain my blood, I was just fine with that.
"Are you Nami Mizeki?" I looked up to see a baby faced boy with his hair gelled into individual spikes.
"It's Mizaki, and yes, I am."
"I'm Mike." He said smiling.
"Hi mike,"
"Need help finding your next class?" he asked as I got up.
"I have gym next. I can find it,"
"I have gym next too," He said excitedly. He walked me to class, supplying most of the conversation. He had lived in California until he was ten, so he missed the sun.
"So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that." He asked as we entered the gym. I had to play dumb.
"Was that who I sat next too?" I asked. I had pulled a bit of hair out of the bun and was curling it around my finger, something I did when I was annoyed.
"Yeah, he looked like he was in pain,"
"I didn't talk to him." I said.
"He's a freaky guy, he doesn't know how to treat a cute girl," He winked. I rolled my eyes when he walked away. Edward wasn't a freak; he was a vampire who just saved about thirteen lives with his self control.
In gym I was given the uniform but wasn't asked to dress out. I sat in the bleachers and watched the volley ball games. Gym would be boring. Because of all the training with ATs I was more athletic than most of the boys. I bet none of them could beat me in a foot race.
After gym I went to the office to turn in my slip. Edward was there. He was whispering quietly to Ms. Cope. Something about switching sixth period biology for any other time. A smart move. The door opened again. A girl came in and dropped something off. She left just as quickly. I saw Edward freeze as he caught my scent.
"I'm sorry to bother you, I can see it's impossible," he said to the woman quickly. I moved as far away from him as possible when he passed.
"Did you have a good day dear?" Ms. Cope asked when she spotted me.
"It wasn't bad," I told her handing her the slip.
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