" Such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest."
Ann Radcliffe, The Mysteries of Udolpho, 1764
Chapter 1 – Shinny New Toy
Today was like any other day here in old, boring Forks. I was standing in the parking lot of Forks High School with my two best friends. Emmett, who by the way is my older brother, and Jasper. We have been best friends since we were all in diapers, but things change, and now there are two more in our group. The ladies: Rosalie and Alice, the sexiest girls in this school, and the only ones that I didn't sleep with. They have been together since I can remember, but no chick is good enough for trap Edward Fucking Cullen. Besides, why be with only one when I can have all of them?
But all of that changed when I heard a loud blast from a car coming in high speed into the parking lot. It was a 1975 Ford Mustang Cobra (picture on my profile), the loud music was Plug in Baby, from Muse, one of my favorites bands. At least I could say that the sucker had a hell of a taste. I wondered what kind of person could have such fucking good taste and came to this hell hole. But the real surprise was when the driver got out of the car.
It was a she, the sexiest girl I have ever seen. She was skinny, had amazing chocolate hair with some red in it, was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, combat ankle boots, and a Radiohead t-shirt with a shoulder rip, so I could see her black bra, and a biker leather jacket with a Marc Jacobs handbag. She got out of the Mustang, looked at it, and walked inside the building. Just the sight of her made me hard. But a little voice broke me from my spell.
"Edward, are you ok? You kind of spaced out a little" said Jasper.
"No, I am ok," I answered.
"Did you see the chick that got out of the fucking Mustang?" asked Emmett.
"Yeah, some badass it seems," I said, trying to hide my excitement about the new girl.
"Let's see how the new girl will like the Edward Cullen hospitality." We all laugh and get inside the building. Immediately Jessica was by my side talking about some shit thing, but I couldn't hear it. All I could think about was the Mustang chick, and how I wanted to get into her pants.
God I was in this fucking town for one day and already was bored like death. My mom sent me here 'cause she thinks that my behavior wasn't one of the best. Well just 'cause I have a badass personality doesn't mean that she had to send me to this hell hole. I was 17, I have to enjoy my youth, if not now, when, right? According to Rene that was wrong, so she thought that sending me to live with old Charlie, who, by the way is the Chief of Police, would make me a better kid. I don't think so. If she wanted a better kid maybe she should have been a better mother.
So here I am, in my old room, trying to make it more like me. It had old yellow walls, a double bed in the corner, and a closet. It looked like a 100 year old lady slept here and not me, but I went and bought some purple paint, and made my room a little more "La Bella". I put my favorite CD's in the bookcase, some of my favorite books and pictures. I love photographs, so I printed some of my favorites and hung them on the now purple walls, together with posters of my favorite bands: Muse, Radiohead, Pink Floyd, Kings of Leon, Incubus, and Jimmy Eat World.
Tomorrow would be my first day in Forks Hell School, so I wanted to make a big entry. Make my own mark in this shitty place. See what these rustic, small town people would think of La Bella. I got my cigarettes and went to my window to get a good smoke before my sleep. 'Cause tomorrow I would be the big news of this creep town.
When I got up, I put on some of my favorites pieces, my Radiohead shirt, skinny jeans, ankle boots, my badass leather jacket, and my Marc Jacobs handbag. (pic on my profile)
But the best part of all of this was my babe. It was a 1975 Ford Mustang Cobra, it was sex on rides, and I loved it. I think differently from the other chicks, loved cars and bikes, and my Cobra was my dream car since forever. When I was 16, my stepfather Phil gave it to me, it needed to be fixed, but I got some money and now I have my babe, no way would I leave her back in Phoenix. That's right, my car is a SHE, her name is Meg, in tribute to Megan Fox, one of the hottest chicks ever.
I put my Muse playlist on play and went to my hell school. When I got to the parking lot it was playing one of my favorite songs "Plug in Baby" while I listened to the lyrics and watched the lame people of old Forks look at me with shocked faces. I liked to be the center of attention, and screw with people's heads. Maybe old boring Forks might be fun after all.