Hide and Seek
The question that most people have the answer to. Who am I? It was the question I intended to answer. One I know I have to. You know how, as a kid, you had great memories about riding your bike to your grandma’s house, where you would get a batch of warm cookies? Hmmm? Lucky you. I don’t have any memories. Not since I was changed into a vampire. I can’t even remember my own name. So, like any other living...no, that’s not the right word....like any other thing, I am curious. My friend, a nomad I met in my hometown, Burlington, named me Andrea Joyce Chourre, her mother’s name. It stuck with me, however, I did add my own special flare, I’m Andy, not Andrea. I push my Corvette faster, the trees and snow of Vermont only a blur. I don’t know where I am going, and I don’t know where to stop, but I will soon. Even with a Corvette, sleek, aerodynamic as it is, I still need gas. At least I know one thing, Forks, Washington is a long ways away.
Hey everybody, it’s Willie Jean here. The main character of this story will be introduced with their power in the first chapter, in case anyone wants to know who the person is, but at least this way you can get some background info on the character. Remember, reviews are appreciated, good or bad, we don’t care. We would like constructive critism, anything to help us with our first story. Thanks for reading!!!
2. Edward, Bella, and a Corvette
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Almost there, almost there. I thought to myself. Impatience was showing in my eyes. Grey. Almost black for anger. I was just outside of Forks, and ready to be there.
I followed the directions given to me by my nomad friend, Gina. She told me that the Cullens could help. I don’t know how they could, not many people could help me.
As I passed over the bridge, a large mansion came into sight. It was white, with glass covering the south side.
I could see multiple auras. I counted them, 8. Mostly purple, meaning love.
So they all have mates. I thought to myself. Then, all of a sudden the front door banged open and a snarling boy with shining bronze hair pounded on my window, almost breaking it.
I rolled it down so he could see my black eyes. Anger. No one treated my car that way. For whatever reason, my eyes only made him snarl more. He said my name, my full name.
“Andrea Joyce Chourre.” That was when I got out of the car. I hated my “first” name. And everyone knew that.
I jumped out of the car, and rammed myself into him, my actions giving my intentions away. His aura matched my eyes. But I saw something out of the corner of my eye.
A young, human girl. Human, in a house full of vampires. I was furiously trying to figure out what was going on.
My eyes turned lime green with confusion, and when they did that, his aura matched my eyes, again. This was getting way too weird.
I was catching snippets of what he was thinking, so he must have felt what I was feeling, and strongly at that. I was the first to speak, unsure for the billionth time in my existence.
“Haven’t you heard that saying,” Don’t judge a book by its cover”.” I said sarcastically, my usual tone.
The boy was taken aback by what I said. He couldn’t tell what was going on, and you could tell he was hating it. I smirked at him as the confusion slowly melted into impatience.
I introduced myself first.
“I’m Andy. But you are already so nosy as to go finding out who I am before you know me. Typical.” I said, trying to show my already evident dislike.
He stuttered, not something a vampire does. “I’m E-e-dward Cullen. And this is Bella, my fiancé.”
So she and him were getting married, that explained why she was here, and why she was so ready to jump in to the fight if there was going to be one. But like she could stop me.
“Edward then. Bella.” I said, acknowledging her presence. She was scared, but you couldn’t tell from her face. I decided that I would like this girl.
“You’re not getting close to her.” Edward snarled. His aura turning flat black in a millisecond. This guy really needed some help, or distance from the girl.
“I can handle myself better than you can. Look at you, losing your temper like that. You think that that is safe for a human. Besides, I don’t drink.”
His aura was once again, lime green, but also dark blue with the truth to my words.
“You don’t drink?”
“No. I don’t need to.” Well duh, any idiot could guess that, but I guess he was still suffering from after-shock.
“Why not?” He demanded in a cocky voice. He needed an ego lowerer. And I was the girl for the job.
“Because, unlike you, I actually care about how people and animals feel. I’m an empath.”
“A what?” he said, his aura turning to green for the millionth time in the conversation.
I sighed as I could see the other auras moving to come outside. I decided to wait until they were all there before I began my story.
- Willie Jean
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