A/N: This is my first fanfic, and it's a Twilight Saga fanfic, if you didn't know. Please read, review, and enjoy.
Every chapter is named after the song that inspired me for the chapter, and Beyonce's "Halo" inspired me a little for this chapter, so chapter 1 is named "Halo". Got it? Enjoy!
A Twilight Saga fanfic by MusicTwilightLove
As I walked out of the airport, I came up with two questions: 1. how much was Forks going to suck? And 2. where was Charlie?
He hadn't even bothered to come pick me up. I know we weren't exactly the closest, but the least he could do was come pick me up from the airport. I figured he must be late, so I waited, for three hours. He probably didn't even have a good excuse.
Crap. Now how was I supposed to get home?
I called Charlie for the fifth time and he finally answered.
"Where are you?" I demanded.
"Yes, Bella. I'm here at Sea-Tac. Why aren't you?"
"I thought I would be picking you up tomorrow," he said, sounding a bit guilty.
What the hell? I thought. "What made you think that?"
"Your mom told me."
"So you're telling me that I came here a day early?" I asked.
"Shit," I said under my breath. I really didn't mean to curse while talking to my father, but it just happened. It seemed to be the appropriate time to curse, anyway. It wasn't like I'd accidentally forgot to pick him up.
"Do you need me to come get you?" he asked.
What a stupid question. "Yes!" I exclaimed. "I've been here for hours."
"Well, you're going to be there for a couple more, okay? I'll get there as quick as I can."
I hung up and set my luggage on the pavement of the sidewalk. I sat on one of my bags and couldn't help but sulk. I wanted to be back in Phoenix. I wanted to be back in Phoenix oh so very much.
I knew this was an airport, but why did everyone and their mother have to be here? There were people crowding everywhere, and they talked as loud as if nobody was here.
I checked my cell phone and saw that it was 3:14pm. Great. Just great. I was supposed to be in Forks already, but instead I was stuck at a huge airport in Seattle, I had arrived a day early, and Forks was going to suck, anyway. In addition, it was really cold. Sitting outside in Washington in January was a dumb idea. What a way to make my entrance to a new place. Fabulous.
"Don't tell me you've missed your flight too," I heard a voice say. I looked up to see a handsome guy—about six-foot-one, with green eyes and bronze hair—standing to my right.
"I didn't," I said, "but I do have a sad excuse for a dad that didn't know I was coming today."
He chuckled quietly, trying to muffle it—probably to not hurt my feelings or something like that—and asked me, "Where are you headed?"
"Forks," I replied. "What about you?"
"I go to school in Forks, but I'm flying out to New Hampshire for the weekend."
"What school?" I asked. I immediately regretted the question. Forks was a dinky little town. It probably only had one high school. Way to go, Bella.
"Forks High School," he told me. "We're on winter break right now.
"I'm starting there on Monday," I said. "I'll be a junior there."
"That's funny, because I'm a junior, too."
How convenient. "It's a really small school, huh?" I asked.
There was a moment of silence between us, but then he broke it. "Hey, I've gotta catch this flight. See you around?"
I smiled. "See you around."
I watched as he walked away. There was at least one good-looking boy from Forks High School. Maybe I would enjoy Forks after all.
A/N: So what do you think? If you think it's boring, believe me, more will happen. I've got it all down in my head, lol. I live off of reviews, so please do so! I will heart you forever.
Thanks to Dream Of Rose Petals, I would have never gotten this started properly. I owe you forever, Rose!