Forbidden loves rise
What would have happened if the Cullens had never moved to Forks? The Cullens are starting a new life in England where a pack of shapeshifters happen to live. The families hate each other, but what happens whenEdward starts to fall for one of them? Will love conquer all? Romeo and Juliet style.
1. First glimpse
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I was so bored. All my family were out and I had no friends to do any thing with. I flicked through the channels on the TV looking for something even remotely interesting. I found nothing, so I got my journal out and started writing. I wrote about how boring my life was and even though I love my family I’ve got a feeling they’re keeping something big from me. I’m a happy soul aren’t I? I laughed dryly to myself. This could be a long day. I heard a knock at the door, so I went to open it. It was Embry. He was my brother’s friend, and ever since he met me he’s been doing nothing but annoying the hell out of me. I sighed.
“Hey Embry, what’s up?” I asked trying to sound enthusiastic, but failing miserably.
“Hi Amber! Jacob told me that they were going out later, so now here I am. I didn’t want you to get bored or anything.” He said all this while grinning wildly. Ugh, there was something seriously up with that guy. I tried my best to smile.
“Thanks. Come on in.” I said, inwardly regretting inviting him in. No offence to Embry or anything, but he acted seriously weird around me. He always got really angry if I was talking to any guy, and started shaking. It was kind of scary. I walked in to the living room, with him following me like some kind of dog.
“Can I get you anything?” I asked, trying to be polite.
“No thanks.” He said, settling down on the sofa. He patted the seat next to him and I sat down. I remembered asking my mum last week if she thought Embry had a thing for me. She just giggled and asked me if I felt the same way. When I said no she smiled sadly and said, “All in good time.” I wonder what she meant by that?
“So, been up to much lately?” He asked, trying to strike up conversation through the awkward silence.
“No not really, you?” I asked.
“Well, I went fishing on the weekend if that counts.” I nodded my head trying to look interested. He fooled for it and carried on. “I caught three big catches. Much better than last time. I only got little ones last time.” We chatted for a bit about random stuff. Well, Embry did the chatting, I just pretended to listen. A bit later on, my family came back. All of them looked really happy when they saw me and Embry together. I sighed. When would they realise that no matter how much they encouraged it, I wasn’t going to fall for Embry?
“Hey you two. Have a nice time?” Jacob asked. And did he think I didn’t notice him winking at Embry? I rolled my eyes while Embry nodded his head vigorously. That night, I tried not to think about anything in particular. I didn’t want to stress my mind even more by thinking about having to go to school tomorrow, or my problems with Embry. I fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, I took a while to wake up. In the end, mum had to threaten me with a bucket full of cold water. I shuddered at the thought, and started to get dressed. I arrived down stairs for breakfast still yawning.
“Finally up sleepy head?” Jacob taunted. I just rolled my eyes and sat down at the breakfast table. After breakfast, I grabbed my keys and headed to my old Land rover. As I drove, I passed the old house that stood on its own. I was surprised to see it looking as good as new. The old, cracked windows had been replaced with new ones and the whole house had been repainted. It looked better now. Before, the walls had lost their colour and had paint peeling all over the shot. I shrugged. Some one new has probably moved in. When I finally got to school, I looked down at the uniform. The new head teacher had decided to change it. Now, instead of the deep blue polo shirts, it was a long-sleeved shirt with a tie, and, to top the lovely look of, a fantastic blazer. Note the heavy sarcasm. As soon as got through the gates, I headed straight to my form room. I had no friends to hang out with. I was the first to my form room, so I sat down with one of my favourite books. Soon, Holly arrived, so I struck up conversation with her. It wasn’t that I was unpopular; it was just that I preferred to be left alone. We talked for a bit about the History essay we were given last week, and then the topic moved on to what was going to be in the cinema this weekend. In the end I decided that I’d ask my cousin slash best friend, Angharad, if she’d like to go to see ‘Love is gone’ at the cinema on Saturday. She went to a different school so I couldn’t ask today, but I’d seen some reviews about it, and it looked quite good. Soon the rest of the class arrived, all talking excitedly. I wandered what was so good that the whole class looked like they were about to hyperviliate. I overheard Megan and Tara’s conversation as they walked in.
“Oh my god, did you see them?” Megan almost screamed.
“Yeah. I get dibs on the bronze haired guy!” Tara screamed back.
“Fine. I want the blonde one.” I stopped listening to the conversation then. There must be some new kids, I thought, and shook my head. People get so excited about these things. First lesson was Spanish, so I headed to the classroom. I was the only one there except from a guy at the back, who presumed to be the guy Tara was talking about looking at the strange shade of bronze his hair was. The teacher turned around from his desk and stopped me just before I was about to sit down at my usual space.
“Ah, Miss Black. New seating arrangements. You will be seated next to Mr Cullen.” I nodded as he indicated to the guy with bronze hair. I took my books out and sat in the seat next to him. I gasped once I got a better look at him. He was beautiful. His face looked like it had been carved by angels. I know it sounds a bit much, but it really did. His eyes were a strange butter scotch-gold colour, that almost matched the shade of his hair. I quickly averted my gaze, remembering it was rude to stare, but I couldn’t help but to occasionally glance up from my books. Just then he looked up with a curious look on his face. He smiled when he saw me, and I smiled back. I decided to introduce myself. I remembered my first day here. It was always hard.
“Hi, I’m Amber.” I said, still smiling.
“Edward Cullen.” He said smiling again. Just then the rest of the class arrived and got seated in their new seats. Even through he was right at the back, people still managed to stare at Edward. I couldn’t help but laugh when he rolled his eyes at them. Class started and people reluctantly turned to face the teacher. The teacher babbled on a bit in Spanish while I doodled on my notepad. Then she set us a task to practise what we just learned with the person next to us. I turned to face Edward and bit my lip.
“Um, I wasn’t listening to a word of that.” I said slightly embarrassed. He laughed.
“Don’t worry, me neither.” He said. I was surprised.
“Don’t people always listen on their first day?” I asked.
“Well normally people do. I already know Spanish.” Humour crossed his perfect features when he registered my shocked expression.
“What, the whole language?” I asked. Surely not? He nodded.
“I’ve got some friends that live in Spain.” Oh, that explains it.
“Well you better get going. Explain to me, what were we meant to be learning? The teacher always picks on me because he thinks I’m not listening.” I pouted with mock sadness.
“And are you?” He asked laughing.
“Well, um, no. But still! It’s mean.” I said laughing now, too. He explained to me what we were meant to be learning then. He was a brilliant teacher. Pretty soon I was an expert on directions (which I found out was the subject we were learning). The teacher shouted over class and the talking soon died down.
“That took far too long. I expect you to be quiet straight away when I’m talking to you. Now, who’s going to demonstrate? Let’s see. Miss Black, would you care to tell me how to go straight on and then turn?” He asked. To most people he would seem perfectly pleasant right now, but I could feel the evil rolling of him.
“What a surprise.” I muttered under my breath. I heard Edward’s musical laugh from next to me. How the heck did he hear that? After I finished the sentence, the teacher and most of the class looked shocked. Was it really that hard to believe I said something in Spanish? The teacher got over the shock first and nodded in approval. He carried on around the classroom until he came to Edward.
“Did you do Spanish in your last school Mr Cullen?” He nodded. I snorted quietly. Not that he was listening to those exciting Spanish lessons.
“Good. Can you translate this in Spanish? ‘First turn left and then carry on straight ahead. Then turn right and carry on past the cinema.’” He obviously deliberately made that hard. People turned to look at Edward. Some people looked slightly smug, expecting him to not have an answer, while others were waiting expectantly. Edward’s velvet voice rang out in Spanish, translating in what I presumed to be exactly what the teacher just said judging by his expression. People’s mouths hung open. The teacher started to smile, nodding to himself. Then he asked Edward something in Spanish that no one would ever dream of answering and Edward answered just as fluently. People’s mouths opened further. Just then the bell rang, making us all jump. Everyone collected their books and headed for the door, chatting about what just happened.
“Thank you so much for teaching me that!” I said smugly. “They all had a bit of a shock didn’t they?” He nodded and laughed at my smug expression.
“See you around then.” He said, collecting his own books.
“Yeah, see you.” I said, and then he fluently rose from his seat and headed for the door. I couldn’t help but notice how graceful every step was. As I made my own way through the door, I saw Aimee. She was a quiet girl, but was really nice and was the closest thing to a friend who wasn’t a member of my family. I waved at her and she waved back enthusiastically.
“Hi Amber.” She said.
“Hey, Aimee. You ok?” I asked.
“Yeah, fine. What about you?” She asked merrily.
“I’m fine thanks.” I smiled and she smiled back.
“Ok. See you around, ok?” She asked. I nodded and then we headed in our separate directions to our next lesson. Yuck, English. I sighed. I’ve never been good at English. I walked in to the classroom and sat in my usual seat. I started to doodle on my notepad again, drawing random squiggles here and there. The teacher arrived then and started the lesson. About five minutes in to the lesson, there was a knock on the door. Mrs Underwood sighed and went to open the door. Standing behind the door was a small pixie-like girl with spiky black hair that stuck up in every direction. I couldn’t help but notice that she was extremely beautiful. Her small features looked angelic on her face.
“I’m sorry I’m late Miss.” She said in a voice like bells. “I got lost.” She said sheepishly. After getting over the shock of the small girl’s beauty, Mrs Underwood smiled warmly at her.
“That’s quite alright Miss-“ She looked down at the register “-Cullen.” Wait, did she say Cullen? She must be Edward’s sister or something. I looked at her closely trying to see any resemblance. The funny thing was, they both looked completely the same but at the same time completely different. They both had butter scotch eyes, pale white skin and, not to mention, extreme beauty. But while Edward had a strange bronze colour hair, his sister had an inky black. And while Edward was quite tall, she was completely different. She must be smaller then even me.
“If you could sit next to Miss Black, Miss Cullen?” She nodded and grinned at me, showing pearly white teeth. Another thing that I realised she and Edward had in common was their movement. Every step she took looked like dancing, every movement of her hands un-naturally graceful. She sat lightly on the set next to me and turned to face me.
“Hiya! I’m Alice. What’s your name?” She said this while bouncing in her seat. This girl was certainly hyper-active.
“Hi. I’m Amber.” I smiled at her and she grinned like the chessar cat back.
“You might have met one of my brothers or sister. Who did you meet? Was it the big one that’s kind of scary? Or the blonde girl? Or is it the blonde boy or the bronze haired boy?” She said all this really fast. It was kind of hard to keep up with what she was saying.
“Um, I met Edward.” I said nervously. She maybe small, but she was terrifying. She grinned wider.
“Only Edward? I need to introduce you to the rest of the family! Ooh! What are you doing Saturday? We could go shopping!” She jumped in to that friendship quick. I forced a smile at her. I didn’t want to ruin her spirit by saying I couldn’t stand shopping. She looked like one of those girls that would be mortally offended if you said any thing disrespectful to shopping.
“Sure.” I said, trying my best to keep the unwillingness out of my voice.
“Great! I’ll pick you up Saturday at 11o’clock. Or maybe ten. We need to get an early start! Oh, and don’t worry, I know where you live.” How did she know that? I was secretly hoping she would get lost on the way so I didn’t have to go shopping. It was mean but true. I hated shopping. Thankfully, that was the moment the teacher started the lecture. Later on in the lesson we had to work in pairs to read the play Romeo and Juliet. I was with Alice, who, in that short hour, became a really close friend. We walked out of the classroom together.
“See you later Amber!” She sang, as she headed to her next lesson. People turned to look at her as she passed. In one day I had managed to meet two god- like creatures. And, according to Alice, I was going to meet more.