Hey! This story, as some of you probably already know, was originally by Techno - Poet, who is all kinds of awesome for thinking up this story line. She has allowed me to continue this story. The first half of the chapter will still be her work, not at all edited. I will leave an extra authors note at the beginning of every chapter to tell you if it is hers or mine. Enjoy the story!
Xo, Sup. Sarah.
So...I realized I hadn't written any fanfics for Twilight! Gasp! (I have this loooong computer file of all of my fanfics, and I have many that I haven't posted here...but none for Twilight!...Until now...heheh...
So, yesh, this is my first-and-a-half (I'll explain later) Twilight fic. I'll try to update this one faster than I've been updating my YW fics, but I don't know how fast that'll be.
Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight: that belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I'm just...borrowing...the characters.
Life Happens, a Twilight Fanfic
Description: Five years after the book Twilight comes out, normal human and Twilight fangirl Bella Swan heads to Forks to live with her father; still convinced that her life's similarities to Twilight are just coincidental. Yet she is somehow not very surprised when she meets some familiar characters…
Chapter 1 – Forks and Rain
I tapped the steering wheel of my truck as I drove down the highway. The night was cool and the moonlight shone bright against the dark clouds.
I opened the window and stuck my head out momentarily; feeling the dampness of the air. Well, at least it wasn't raining, yet. The fog rolling in, and the wet consistency of the air, notified me that I must be closer to my destination than I thought.
I sighed, not for the first time on this long journey. It was to Forks that I was headed, and it was in Forks that I would live. I'd been there several times before, on vacations and such, but not recently. I mean, who wants to spend their summer vacation in a town that gets rained on constantly?
Apparently, more people that I'd thought. Ever since the book Twilight came out about five years ago, Forks had been visited by tourists; fangirls, mostly. The few 'friends' I had back in California (where my mother lived), only hung out with me because I had connections in Forks. I thought it was all pathetic, really.
Forks' tourism had waned, however, now that it had been five years. The annual crowd of people taking pictures of the hospital, the school, and the police station, had slowly gotten smaller, and then disappeared altogether. It seemed that everyone had gotten their fill of Forks.
I turned at the next road, and smiled slightly as I was greeted by the "The Town of Forks Welcomes You!" sign. Oh, how those fangirls in Cali would enjoy seeing that…
I drove for a short time, before pulling up and parking in the familiar driveway. I climbed out of the car carefully, noting that rain was in fact falling. As always, I suppose.
"Bella!" Charlie came running from the house, and pulled me into an awkward hug as I walked up to him. "How's my little girl?" he asked teasingly.
"Wet," I answered sarcastically, looking at the dark sky again.
My father chuckled, and reached into the cab of the car to pull out my few small bags. I hadn't wanted to get everything wet by putting it in the back of the truck, so I packed what I could fit.
Charlie helped me carry in my stuff, though I probably could have carried it by myself. He set it down on my bed, and left the room; leaving me to unpack.
I shoved my clothes into the small dresser in a matter of seconds, not bothering to refold the outfits that had gotten wrinkled. Then, I walked to the window. I stared blankly at the dreary landscape, watching the rain pour down outside.
My first day of high school was tomorrow, and I was dreading it. Driving through thick rain to get to a boring school, in a boring place would be no fun at all.
I was glad that I had the truck, though. I laugh when I think about it, actually. Last year, my dad had found out about it, and had purchased it for me from an old family friend that I didn't know. The funny thing was that the large, weird-shaped 1953 Chevy was the exact same truck that Isabella Swan had driven in the book Twilight. Talk about coincidences…
I cautiously unpacked the last bag that I had: my book-bag. There was one shelf on the wall of this room, and I unloaded my collection onto it. I pulled out Wuthering Heights, Pride and Prejudice, Romeo and Juliet, and many other classics that I had enjoyed. Lastly, I gently brought out my copies of Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn.
I had started reading the Twilight series when it first came out; when I was twelve. I had been one of those weird twelve-year-olds who enjoyed reading vampire-romance novels.
I set the books, in order, on the shelf in a place that I could reach from my bed. I knew, now that I was in Forks, I would probably want to read them more.
That was one thing that I actually liked about Forks: the book references. The stores mentioned were the same, as were the ones in Port Angeles. La Push was pretty much the same also, but I didn't go there often (though I didn't know if it was because I was scared of running into werewolves, or if it was just too cold).
And I guessed that tomorrow, I would find out if the high school was the same as described, also.
I sighed, and, finishing by stuffing my empty bags in the back of the closet, decided to go downstairs and say goodnight to Charlie before I went to bed.
"Uh huh," I heard his voice as I ambled down the steps, "Sure. Sounds good." Charlie laughed mockingly once, before continuing. "Well, maybe that's what happened last time, but don't be so sure about this time."
I was getting curious as I listened to this conversation, and was even more so as he laughed again.
"Okay. See you there." Charlie hung up the phone, chuckling to himself.
"Who was that?" I asked curiously, walking over to him.
Charlie turned around, surprised, because he hadn't noticed me before.
"Oh, that was my friend Billy. We were planning a fishing trip for next Sunday…unless you want me to stay at home with you, or something?"
I shook my head; if I was going to be miserable, I might as well be miserable by myself.
"No, dad, that's okay. You have fun with Billy."
I said goodnight, and was all the way upstairs before I realized it: Billy…the same first name as the Billy that the Charlie from Twilight went fishing with every Sunday.
Scary…I don't know how I did it, but I managed to convince myself that it was just another coincidence. It wasn't until later that I realized that when there are that many 'coincidences;' they have to mean something.
I mulled this over in my thoughts, as I tried to fall asleep. The sound of rain pattering on the roof kept me awake a bit longer, before I drifted off to sleep. My dreams were tinted with hints of darkness, and strange mental images. A beach, a forest, a classroom, and lastly, a shadowed figure; standing straight, and looking right at me.
So there's the first chapter! :) Let me know if you like it or not!