A Twisted Tale
due to the loss of the paper my story was on I am going to begin writing a new one. thank you for understanding.
A twisted love triangle
1. A home in Forks
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Why did we come here?
That was the question that I had been asking myself ever since my mom told me that we were moving to Forks. The worst place on Earth. Sure I could handle the rain, and the constant cold. What I couldn't stand was being the new girl-again.
My mom and dad were divorced and we were always moving. This was the second time this year. I missed all my friends back in Ohio.I missed my school, the old house and especially my boyfriend Zach.
I had to break up with him because of this god damned divorce.I hated it and had been sulking ever since. I sighed blowing my bangs out of my eyes.
"Look we're here. Oh, isn't it so adorable." my mom suddenly said. Overjoyed that we were here.
The only one glad that we were here.
"I think its lovely." my sister Anne crooned.
Or not. I hated them both.
"Well I think that its stupid!" they both looked at me like I was a freak.
"I know that you hate it now honey but soon you'll love it. I just know it."
My mom was determined to get me to love Forks judt like my goody-goody sister. But I was determioned to hate the city and everyone in it.
Twenty minutes later I was in my room, my ipod touch on the highest volume that it could go. My sister knocked on my door and politely asked me to come down for dinner. I threw a pillow out her and motioned for her to leave.
"I really wish that you would at least try to act happy for mom."
I could see her silently pleading with me. "I wish we didn't have to move cross country. But we don't always get what we want now do we Anne." I said in my mock sweet voice. That set her over the edge. My plan worked.
"How can you be such a selfish brat?!" she screamed and left.
I didn't feel as good as I thought that I would. I thought about what would happen tomarrow at school. I hope they have a beach. That was my final thought for that night.
The next morning I heard my mom come in to wake me up. I groaned and rolled ove trying to get more sleep.
"Good morning sweetie." she chirped happily.
"Mom, how many times do I have to tell you to STOP CALLING ME SWEETIE?!"
"I don't know. How mant times will you? Now get up I'm having your sister drive you both to school."
Ugh. I so did not need this.
I climed out of my warm bed to take a shower. The warm water ran over e and calmed me down. I got dressed quickly and practically ran downstaires for breakfast. Eww. Eggs-again.
It seemed like my life was going to repeat itself again and again and again. I really hoped we stayed here or went back to Ohio. Either or I couldn't care less at this point.