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Rebel without a clue

Roxanna, rebelling against her mum since her dad vanished, now sent to spend time in Forks. A problem for Edward and a famous Vampire Hunter. [banner removed per site regulations]

I don't own these characters except for Roxanna, Rhiannon and Shannon. Roxanna's father is partly property of bram stoker and partly property of my imagination. The rest are Stephenie Meyers and i'm seriously annoyed about that. This is not based on the song Rebel without a clue

1. Mike the annoying Newton

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I placed my head against the windowpane. The plane was coming for landing. My mum had finally tired of me and had sent me to live with her best friend and her husband, Mr. and Mrs. Newton. And their irritating son, Mike. They lived in a tiny town called Forks. I never thought my mum would do this. Sure, I had missed my curfew occasionally and I drank and smoked. But that was no reason to send me to the middle of nowhere! The plane hit the tarmac and I got out. It was raining, of course. I already missed the sunshine of Los Angeles. Hmmm. I spotted Mike’s blonde head and saw them. I hated Mike, he was so annoying!

“Hello Roxie” he said when he saw me. I didn’t say a word as we got into the car and drove to their house. I just prayed that I didn’t have to share a room with Mike.

“We cleared out the spare room for you,” Karen said. I didn’t reply. I wasn’t going to talk to any of them. If my mum thought that, I was going to change because she had stuck me in a town in the middle of nowhere she was going to be disappointed. I’d been this way ever since dad left and I wasn’t planning on changing. We reached my prison (house) and I went up to my cell (room). I examined myself in the mirror. I had a mini skirt, tank top and knee length boots, blood red, midnight blue and black. I had had my ears pierced behind my mums back. What had once been her little girl was now me. There was nothing left. The first thing I did to my room was mess it up. Strew clean clothes everywhere. I was determined to get out of here. So, either the Newton’s would throw me out or the school would expel me. Either way, I’d be free. I’d get a job and have a life. I scowled. Why did she have to dump me here, away from my friends, my school? I had never skived, I enjoyed school and it got me out of the house but now I wanted just to miss it. I lay in bed, tomorrow would be long.

“Roxie!” Karen calling up the stairs. I got up, got dressed in my favorite outfit. Black tight trousers. Blood red top, black jacket and Goth boots. My hair was long and light brown. My eyes were a mixture of grey, blue and silver. I wished I looked more like my sister. Long black hair, piercing green eyes, figure to die for. Of course, that was what had happened. She had gone missing three years ago. I went downstairs. Karen raised an eyebrow at my appearance.

“Mike’s taking you to school with him” I scowled. I wanted my own car. Mike would do his normal trick. He did it whenever Mum, Rhiannon and I had come to visit. Ask me out. But I kept my thoughts to myself and my mouth shut. Mike drove his suburban slowly to school.

“So, Roxie, you’re going to be staying with us for a while. Gives us a chance to get to know each other” I sighed and rolled my eyes. Mike never seemed to get the hint.

“So you haven’t managed to get a girlfriend in the time I’ve been gone?” I said. He seemed to think of this as encouragement.

“No. but you could always change that” he touched my hand. I pulled away.

“You know what? I think I’ll walk to school” he stopped the car and I got out. I walked down the road and was nearly at my new hellhole (school) when I tripped and fell in the middle of the road. I thought I heard a scream. There was a screech of tires. I felt a set of hands on my arm, pulling me up.

“Edward! Is she alright?” said a girls voice, filled with concern.

“I’m fine” then my head filled with the images I’d been avoiding for so long. Dark car, spinning off the road. A splash, the car filling with water. Couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, drowning. Images from my past. The last night I saw my dad.

“Are you okay?” said a velvet voice.

“I think so,” I said, getting up. I looked around me to see the five most beautiful people I’d ever seen.