POV: Breanna
It seemed like yesterday when I moved to Willits, a small town off the northern coast of California. My dads been living there for a few years and I wanted to live with him for a while.
My mom and siblings stayed back in Lincoln, a bigger city in the middle of the desert, because of my moms job and school. I couldn't take living in such a packed loud house anymore. I beeded space and quiet where I thrived.
Tomorrow I start my first day of school at Willits high but, I feel weird joining in the middle of the semester since it is now mid-November and school is about to be let out for break. I just hope that no body notices me since I'm only a Junior this year and I don't consider myself pretty enough to stand out hopefully.
As I am unpacking my clothes I hear my Dad place a snack on my dresser, and then turn and head back outside. I appreciate his willingness to take care of me but also his ability to not hover over me.
The thundering sound of a car outside my house snapped me out of my concerns of how school might be tomorrow. I rush outside to meet the visitors with my dad.
"Bre, this here is my good friend Billy Black, and his son Jacob." He introduced the bronzed men to me.
"Hi," I say back trying to shake their hands but somehow rnd up in a group hug.
"Well Bre," Billy started, " Your dad here can't shut up about you. He's been telling everyone down at the Rez about you coming home." All I could do is smile down at my feet and chuckle a bit as my dad starts play arguing with Billy.
Dad soon came walking back up to Jacob and I with Billy rolling his wheelchair right behind, "What do you think," he asked patting the side of the Grey Ford F-150 with a cheeky smile on his face.
"You didn't," was the only words that came out of my mouth as my jaw hung to the floor. I give him tge biggest bear hug I can muster to show him my love of his present.
"Thank you"
"Don't mention it kiddo"
The next day
I roll up to the school with a weird feeling in my stomach. I can't determine if it is happiness or dread of starting a new school.
I get out of my car and the cat calls have begun. I ignore them and start heading towards the entrance of the school.
About halfway through the parking lot, out of the corner of my eye I see a group of students huddled by their car. Something about the sight made a strange feeling in my stomache. I must know them from somewhere.
I finish my walk to the office and I am handed my schedule and a map of the simple layout of the school. My first period will be English.
I head down the hallway looking at the numbers on the classrooms to let me know I'm going the right way.
I hate having to ask for help even if I need it. I'm pretty good at figuring it out fast and staying quiet about my feelings. People at my old school thought I was lonely and shy, I just didn't like people there.
I get to my classroom after a few minutes and hand Mrs. Pugh my sheet to sign before finding a seat in the back of the class and pulling out my favorite book, Feather by Ebner Alba.
School seemed normal for the most part. You have the hocks and the cheer leaders trying to dominate the schools hierarchy, and the needs trying to stay far away from it. My place has always been with my books.
You could escape to a land where you are a college student with a back for herbology, that in the end you find out your teacher is also your soulmate.
Soulmate... If only they were a real thing. How would I even have one if they were real. The constant urge to kill myself somedays is so unbarable that I almost do. I hope I do.
I'm pulled from my thoughts not a moment later by someone carefully sitting next to me.
Tall, blond haired boy who seems very quiet. His eyes are the most unique thing to me. Beautiful Amber that reminds me of honey on a warm summers evening in Texas. Rich and yummy.
"Darling, you might want to stop staring if you dont want to be the center of attention," a warm drawl snapped me out of my daze.
"I am so sorry... Ummm... I'm Breanna but most people call me Bre," I introduce myself.
The boy smiled down at me sticking his hand out. I take it. "Jasper," he said shaking my hand.
Jasper
Not many words can express the emotions that came over me but wow. My world will never be the same. I know that Jasper and I will be in each others lives forever if I have a say in it.
I have loved you from hello.
An- Thank you anyone who stumbles onto this story. I am working hard to make it genuine and entertaining.
Remember this story is partly based on my life story as well and the twilight books.
907 words
YOU ARE READING
Forever And Always
Fanfiction907 words and still writing. Moving to a new town os never easy, but moving to a town with vampires and werewolves makes life just that much harder. Breanna never knew how much Jasper would change her life for the better when she decided to live wi...
