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Twilight: Jessica Stanley's pov
I woke up to find rain droplets pattering on my window. I laid in bed, thinking, with my eyes closed. It was another day at the boring town of Forks located on the corner of Washington state. I have lived in Forks my whole life and nothing barely happens. It's an upkeep small town where everyone knows everyone. There's not a single secret in Forks. Well… maybe perhaps just one. The Cullen family. As mysterious and strange, they were. Never interacting with others besides their own family. All with a strange color skin tone: pale chalky white. It's as if they have never been exposed to sunlight. Hard to believe that they went hiking in the great outdoors every time it was bright and sunny out. Psh. What a tree-hugger. Ah. I remember just two years ago when the Cullen family had moved into the little town of Forks. I have no idea why they would choose this small town, with Dr. Cullen being one of the best surgeons out there. Mrs. Cullen said she liked small towns; as so I hear. That year, I remember having the biggest crush on the Edward Cullen. So beautiful he was, and his beauty was just as equal as his intimidation. One look into those coal black eyes and it's like he's going to kill me or something. I shuddered passing through that memory. And after a month of trying to catch his attention, I just gave up. Some instinct told me to stay away. Weird. It's probably just a weird vibe because nobody dared to speak with them. From then on… I was in love with the one and only, baby faced, Mike Newton.
Anyways, I heard a rumor that the cop's daughter, Isabella Swan, was coming to live in Forks from Phoenix, California. At first, I was quite skeptical. Usually, I was the first one to know about town's gossip. I turned out to be one of the last people to be told. I was outraged! Then, I thought… this girl must be crazy! Why on Earth would she give up her Phoenix life to come in the dull shabby town of Forks? It just totally blew me away! I heard she arrived yesterday or something. Maybe I'll see her in school today. I wonder if she's pretty. I huffed with laughter to myself. Prettier than me to steal my Mike Newton away from me? Impossible. This joke of mine put me in a good mood. Mike Newton is MINE!
I groaned as I got out of bed. The rain outside made my room feel all icky and grimy. It disgusted me. I quickly stepped into the shower and got ready for school. As I stepped out of my house, I grabbed a granola bar from the kitchen counter. I stepped into my car and drove off to school, munching on my granola bar on the way. I was thinking about how to impress Mike Newton. I sighed as I said his name. He was just so beautiful. When I got to the school, I knew something was different. How do I know this? Because an old red truck with paint chipping away with a broken tail light was driving around the school parking lot like an idiot. I wonder who that is? I huffed in amusement as I saw the battered old truck wheezing as it struggled to go on.
I quickly managed to find a good parking spot. It was 4 slots down from Mike Newton's car! Eek! Well, it was the closest I could get. I snapped the engine shut and got out of the car to meet up with Mike who was halfway down the parking lot walking towards the school. SCHLOSH! That was the exact sound it made when my new slippers submerged itself in a three inch deep of mud. I did not even dare to look down and see them totally ruined! Mud squished between my toes. I hope it wouldn't damage that new nail polish I applied just last night. I groaned in despair. Could this day get any worse?
And it did. This day was a disaster. My first hours class was okay. Mike wasn't in it so it just made my mood even worse. Then second hour class was what made my day an utter disaster. It was Spanish class and the chief cop's daughter, Isabella Swan, was in it. As I walked into the classroom, I took my seat next to one of my best gal pals, Angela Weber. She was pretty quiet, but oh so very nice. But the fact that Isabella Swan was new to this school did not bother me. What did was the fact that she was gorgeous! I could feel my eyes transform green with envy as her long brown hair swayed behind her. I wish I could have hair like that. And UGH! She was one of those types who could get a guy in a blink of an eye. I mean even her blushes were pretty! I gawked in shock as this girl took her seat in the back of the class room. I could not get that face out of my head. She had a pretty pale face as well…. But the thing is that pale skin actually looks "good" on her. I spat in utter disgust. Angela seemed to notice the new student as well.
I looked around the classroom. Eric, the boy with slick, black hair and a nasally voice was staring at the new girl. Great. She has just arrived into this school and she already had a guy adoring her. Just less than two hours… I wonder what a whole day would do. I shook out the horror in my head as I tried to pay attention to the teacher. This class seemed to go on for what seemed like hours! It was dragging on so much with the teacher speaking a whole different language. I was so relieved when the end of hour bell shrilled. Next was lunch. Finally a time to fresh up my mind.
I practically raced to lunch where I found a seat in front of Mike Newton! I was leaping out of my seat! But then… "she" came again! That Isabella Swan… or Bella, as she likes to be called. I decided to play nice. No need to hate a person I don't know; no other less, the new girl. Maybe she won't steal my Mike Newton after all. Bella was escorted by no other than Angela. They were both shy because none said a word to another. I watched as Angela and Bella sauntered towards my table. Angela introduced the whole table. I examined Bella as she scrunched up her face in an attempt to memorize everyone's name. Eric waved at Bella from across the table as Angela and Bella seated themselves. Bella just so happened to take the empty chair next to me. I peacefully munched on my sandwich, trying to disengage any conversation with me and her. And that's when it happened.
"Who are they?" She had asked me.
I quickly knew who she meant. I glanced up at the table she was gazing at. The tables the Cullen's sat at. Suddenly, Edward Cullen looked up at me and I froze in my place. Did Edward Cullen just look at me? No. He did not. He only glanced up at me and in another millisecond, he too was looking at Bella. Luckily, that only lasted a fraction of a second like mines, because by the next second, he dropped his gaze. Those eyes were deadly looking. They were black. Such a malicious color… I felt my cheeks scorching scarlet and I giggled to hold in my embarrassment. However, I still gazed at the Cullen's table… in a hope that perhaps he'll look my way again.
"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who left was Alice Cullen; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife," I explained to Bella in a low hushed tone.
I waited for Bella to speak as Edward picked his bagels to pieces wit ha long white finger. That's funny… it doesn't even look like he ate any of that.
"They are… very nice-looking." Bella murmured disturbing my moment of thought.
"Yes!" I agreed with her. They were all gorgeous. I let out a giggle. Perhaps I sounded to enthusiastic? Why do I care about the Cullens? "They're all together though - Emmett and Rosalie, Jasper and Alice, I mean. And they live together." I explained with some shock in my voice to the fact tat such a beautiful family was living in the infamous town of Forks.
"Which ones are the Cullens?" Bella had asked. "They don't look related…."
"Oh, they're not. Dr. Cullen is really young, in his twenties or early thirties. They're all adopted. The Haled are brother and sister, twins - the blondes - and they're foster children." I announced matter-of-factly
"They look a little old for foster children" she commented.
"They are now, Jasper and Rosalie are both eighteen, but they've been with Mrs. Cullen since they were eight. She's their aunt or something like that."
"That's really kind of nice - for them to take care of all those kids like that, when they're so young and everything."
"I guess so," I admitted at last.
Why was Bella so interested in the Cullens? Was she interested in one of them? Interested in Edward? I laughed to myself in my head. She'll never get him. If you ask me… Dr. Cullen is a little way to young to have kids. If he IS in his late twenties or early thirties, how could he have two sons? Emmett who is 18 and Edward who is 17. That means if perhaps he was in his early thirties, the latest he had a kid was at the age of 16. Talk about teen-pregnancy.
"I think that Mrs. Cullen can't have kids, though," I added to try to ease the atmosphere.
Well how can Mrs. Cullen produce such gorgeous looking boys like Emmett and Edward? Well, I do admit. Dr. Cullen is pretty handsome, himself. I shrugged to myself. Why should I care about the Cullens? I reminded myself again. What bothered me even more was that Bella was so dazed by the Cullens. She didn't even take her eyes off of them during the whole conversation we had. It was quite infuriating if you ask me, but I kept my cool. To impress Mike, I thought to myself. To impress Mike.
"Have they always lived in Forks?" she asked again.
"No," I said perhaps a little to snobby. I tried again to lighten up my mood. "They just moved down two years ago from somewhere in Alaska."
I watched Bella watch the Cullen's table. Edward Cullen was now looking at Bella right in her eyes and he looked like he was thinking really hard about something. He looked as if his head was going to explode any second! But of course Bella has to be a scared cat and look down. How juvenile.
"Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair?" she had asked.
"That's Edward. He's gorgeous, of course, but don't waste your time. He doesn't date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him," I said bitterly.
I quietly snorted with laughter to myself at my little joke. Wow. This was pathetic. The lunch period was now over and I rushed over to the garbage can, disposing the reminiscences of my turkey sandwich and water bottle. I was a little crabby that I didn't have a chance to talk with Mike during lunch. All because of Bella. Well on the bright side, Bella didn't seem at least 1 interested in my Mike, my soon-to-be boyfriend. She seemed to be more attached to the Cullen family. Psh. Like she had a chance with them.
I quickly fled from the almost vacant cafeteria, rushing towards my english class. As I hastily passed Mr. Banner's Biology II room, I glanced in, walking a little slower, hoping to catch a glance of Mike whose class was in there. I searched the room, my eyes hungrily examining the class. No sign of Mike. Maybe he hadn't come in yet. But something did catch my eye. Bella Swan was sitting next to Edward Cullen. Was she out of her mind? He'd probably eat her up! The fact that he looked painfully uncomfortable didn't help at all. I was pretty sure he was going to eat her. I rushed to my english class in the back of the hallway for the bell has rung indicating the beginning of class. Shoot! I was so late.
I burst into the room, panting like I just ran a 25 mile marathon. The teacher looked at me disapprovingly. The class was silent as they snickered to their friends. I rolled my eyes.
"Thank you for coming in so early, Miss Stanley. You must really enjoy the class!" the teacher had remarked, bitterly sarcastically. (a/n: does anyone know the name of the english teacher?)
My face flushed red as I went to take my seat next to my friend, Lauren. Some of the students were laughing at me as the teacher's cold eyes bored into my back. Chills ran up my spine. As soon as I sat down, the teacher picked on me.
"Miss Stanley. Do you recall the book we were supposed to get for our in class reading assignment?" She had hissed.
"Yes," I replied. "Wuthering Heights."
The teacher began to write some definitions on the board for the class to copy. I took out my notebook and began to copy the words. How I did not enjoy English. The class went on way too slow. English was not even my forte. Suddenly, I remembered the crumpled up test hiding under my bed. I dare not show that 76 to my parents. I winced at that memory and tried to pay attention to the teacher.
Saved by the bell! The end of class bell shrilled once more. I once thought the sound was too harsh… but today, it was my life saver. I rushed out of the classroom in an attempt to try to catch up with Mike. I was excited and there was a skip in my step. I peered through the door way to find that no one was there except for Eric who was talking to Angela. Where'd he go? I grimaced to myself and searched the sea of faces in the hallway. I tried to remember what class he had next. Gym! My face lit up with hope as I raced towards the Gym doors. There, I spun around to wait for Mike and hopefully pretend to "bump" into him by accident and engage a conversation.
At last, I saw him. I was thinking hard to see what I should say to him. I thought my plan over and over. This was going to be awesome! And suddenly, there she was. Bella Swan talking to my Mike Newton. They were both happily talking. Mike obviously oblivious to the fact that I was three feet away from him. I quickly made my escape before neither of them spotted me. What did Mike see in Bella? I hope she doesn't like him; and I REALLY hope he doesn't like her. He can't like her. Just can't like her… because he likes me… well he will… These thought made me depressed as I went through the rest of the school day sulking.
When the end of the school day came, I was so relieved. I was so happy to get away from that evil little monster sent to destroy my life. I took deep breaths as I sat still in my car, watching people walk to their vehicles. Perhaps I was over-reacting. I mean… Bella can be his friend… right? Yea… I mean…. I'm Mike's friend and we're not going out yet… so Mike can't like-like Bella that quickly. I exhaled a sigh of relief as I reared out of the parking lot and headed home. As I did, I made a pact to myself: that I would get Mike Newton before Bella or anyone else has a chance. I realized that with me not to be his girlfriend at this moment, means that Mike is open like a target. If anyone attempts to steal my Mike… well then that'll be the last of them.
Hey guys! Thanks for reading the first chapter! The chapters are going along with the chapters in the Twilight book. (or at least I'm trying to) lol.
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