Disclaimer: None of the characters in the Twilight series belong to me. They belong to Stephanie Meyer. That means that I only own Chrys. Also, I do not own Siegel High School.
Chrys looked at her hand and then to the boy, who was now climbing up onto the walk way to sit in front of her. Upon first site, he looked like a Native American, which was a very likely thing. His skin was a nice reddish brown and his hair was shiny and black. It was short, but still able to be pulled back into a small ponytail. His clothes fit like they should, so they were in dress code, unlike most of the other males in the school.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Chrys replied. "I just broke my pencil."
"Are you sure about that?" The boy asked.
"Yea, I am." Chrys assured him and she shoved her hand in his face, after shoving her stuff onto the cold cement beside her. "See?"
"Okay, okay." The boy said as he pushed her hand out of his face. "That's one question answered. Would you mind if I asked another?"
"You just did." Chrys mumbled. "But go on and ask."
"I've walked by here several times before and you're either really frustrated or look like you're about to cry." He began. "Would you mind if I asked why?"
"No, not really." Chrys replied. "My head is just stuck in the past half the time and the other half I just want to chuck my school books into a wall. I just get upset easily and I've got a bad temper."
There was a moment of silence between the two. The boy just nodded slowly to show that he was paying attention. Chrys turned to look at him suddenly, causing him to give her a weird look.
"Just forget I said that, okay?" Chrys said quickly. "Anyway, what's your name? I don't like not knowing the name of the person I'm talking to."
"It's Jacob Black." The boy replied. "Jake or Jacob is fine, though."
"Jacob…" Chrys mumbled with a smile. "It's been a while since I met some one with that name. The last time I had a friend by that name was back in middle school. He was younger than me, actually, and he was still in elementary school. He kept coming up with random names for me to call him, though I usually called him Jake."
Jacob nodded slowly, not really sure how to respond. Chrys had just gone on about a friend of hers, but she didn't look too happy after she stopped talking. He wanted to ask what was wrong, but it didn't take much to realize why her expression changed so quickly.
"Did he move away?" He asked.
"Yeah." Chrys replied. "Along with him mom and little brother. You know, I used to have darker colored skin, but it turned pale after they moved away, but that was only because I stopped spending a long time outside. It doesn't matter, though, because I like this color."
She pulled the sleeve of her hoodie back to her elbow to show him how pale she was, though one could see that clearly just by looking at her face. Jacob smiled and held his arm up to hers. Against his dark skin, hers looked completely white. They both laughed.
A/N: Thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope you liked it.