Ok so this is my first chapter of my first fanfic. The other one on my profile was done by my friend as a little doodle.
Stephenie Meyer owns everything...Unfortunately
Spellings and grammar checked by RebeccaSaysAhh
"Bella, sweetie, are you hungry? Do you want us to stop so we can grab something to eat?" my mother said as she turned round from the front seat of the car.
"I am a …" I began.
"Renee, we ate on the plane not an hour ago." Managing to interrupt my answer. "We'll be home in half an hour, you can feed her then," moaned my father whilst driving, wanting nothing more to get back home to his precious television.
"But Charlie," Renee sighed and turned to look at him, "there isn't enough food at home to cook her a decent dinner." Renee looked at him through her lashes as to persuade him. My mother could get my dad to do anything when she batted her eyelashes at him. They were one weakness my father had, apart from the fact that I too could do it.
Those eyelashes were one of few novelties I inherited from her; everything else was Charlie's, the chestnut brown hair with intricate curls, the chocolate eyes and round face topped with ruby red lips. One thing that came from neither of my parents was the translucent skin. But living in such a small and dreary town in the Olympic Peninsula where it rains for practically the entire year, my parents dismissed it as the lack of sun.
"Look… Renee stop with the eyelashes, it wont work" Charlie mumbled turning to look at her. "Ok…fine! When we get home I'll order pizza for us all, I swear, with the pair of you doing that, you'll both be the death of me." Charlie turned backed to the road, signalling for us to come off the freeway.
"I think that is a fair deal" Renee replied, giving him a peck on the cheek. "What do you say Bella, are you up for some pizza?"
"Sure am mum, I call first slice of the meat-feast!" I exclaimed from the back seat. "Oh, can we get a bottle of soda too?"
"Whatever you want sweetie" she said turning back to face the front.
I looked back out of my window, watching the green blur of the forest rush past us. The forest was like an endless sea of green that surrounded the small town of Forks where we lived. I didn't mind though, I lived for exploring the area around our house. I'd always find so many animals and plants that can only live in such a moist and rich place. It never ceased to amaze me.
I was so wrapped up in my own world; I didn't see that it had started to rain. It didn't bother me though; I'd lived in these showers for the eight years of my life.
It was at that moment, something large crashed into the roof. I began to scream as my father tried to pull us safely over to the side of the road. The car however had other plans and began to swerve dangerously on the road, the wet road adding to likelihood that we would crash.
All I noticed before everything went black was the strange shape of the dents in the roof. It looked like a pair of feet, as if someone had jumped onto the car while it was moving.
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