Gabrielle: Hey everyone I'm the star of this story so I'll be doing the disclaimer.
Me: Hey, I'm the author that's my job. sniffle
Dmitri: you'll get over it.
Me:……………Where did you come from?
Gabrielle: anyway, eako does not own twilight if she did Bella might be a vampire by now.
I could hear it the voice it was calling me…………
"Gabrielle?" "Gabrielle where are you?"
"Here I am I'm over" I was wandering fallowing the voice through these...woods. They looked like the same woods around my house but they were unfamiliar to me, like I hadn't seen these parts yet.
"Gabrielle keep up."
"I'm trying but I don't see you." The voice was so clear but so far at the same time. I could hear it so well. It was a boy's voice, so soothing and it seemed kind of…… creamy? Creamy.. like milk. Then I heard it again.
"Your name is Gabrielle, right?"
"Yes" "But it's not pronounced Gabre-al, it's-"
"I know it's pronounced Gey-bre-all, like Gabrielle's horn right?"
"Yes but how did you know that?" Everyone when I met them pronounced it wrong. So how did this guy who I'd never met know how to say it?
Just when I'd been expecting answers I heard a different voice call my name.
"Gabrielle, honey it's time to get up for school it's the first day you don't want to be late do you?"
I sat up in bed still dazed from my dream. I blinked around my room in the darkness taking note how dark it was to be time to get up for school. My mother, as if sensing my confusion, walked over to my star and moon covered curtains and pulled them back. I watch as the light slowly floated in. I turned to my clock on the desk.
"seven o' clock, it is time to get up."
After my mother left I went through my regular morning routine and came down stairs dressed in a black and red striped skirt, a red shirt that had the words "humor me" on it, my hair up in two pony tails on the side tied with black ribbons, and gym shoes.
"Are you going to eat breakfast this morning?" my mother asked as soon a I entered the kitchen.
"No, not really." I told her as I took some juice and hands full a granola.
"Well, do you want a ride to school?" I turned to see my older sister Jessica sitting at the table eating cereal.
"No, I'm making a stop before school" really it was the truth.
"Oh." My mom seemed surprised by this "Are you going to school with someone else?"
"Umm, yeah sure…." If that's what she wanted to believe then lets go with that. (A/N: ha my mom is like that)
My mom didn't ask any other questions, so I figured she probably though I was just being silly. After finishing what was suppose to be something along the lines of breakfast. I grabbed my Ipod, Mac, some notes books and unfortunately my backpack I was out the door, I grabbed my bike and left.
Ever since I first moved to Forks I really hadn't found anything that helped me past time excepted going to my favorite spot in the forest and drawing. Jessica thought I had to be insane to be able to spend so much time out side even when it was raining, but of course I could tell she just missed Chicago. She was such a city girl it was annoying. Of course it's not like I didn't miss home I just found it peaceful here.
I interrupted my thoughts to find I rode past where I was suppose to stop, but I decided to ride on and see if I could circle back. After five minutes off riding, I turned onto another path. At this rate I'm going to be late and on the first day. I started coming to the end of the path only to find a house.
"Who would be able to live this far from town?" Unable to contain my curiosity I hoped off my bike and took a look around. It really was a lovely house but I just couldn't get over the fact that someone lived this far away. I started to look through one of the windows until I heard a noise. I snapped my head, I wasn't sure I wanted to be caught trespassing on what was probably some old man's property. I didn't see anyone though, so I continued looking through the window. The out side of the looked great but the inside was even more amazing. The kitchen looked like it come out of a magazine or something and the living room complete with several couches looked pretty good but caught my eye the most was the beautiful dark brown piano sitting in the corner. I loved the piano I used to take lesson but I would never sit still so I had to stop, it was sad really. At that moment I heard another noise one of a door opening. I turned My head and came face to face with a short brown haired and brown eyed boy.
"Who are you?'
O0 who could this person be? What will Gabrielle do and who's house is that? If you wish to know will review…..or else. (insert creepy sinister laugh here)
