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Blind Beauty

Summary:
A blind girl and her parents move to the small town of Forks Washington. Her first day of school is soon upon her and she is nervous and afraid she will be teased because of her blindness. What will happen? Will she fall in love with a mysterious guy who seems interested in her? Read and find out.


Notes:
A/N: This is my first fanfic on this site. I am basically Sarah. Blindness and all explinations included.


1. First Day

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I got up and dressed quickly. I dressed myself in a pair of jeans and a long sleve shirt that Mom had laid out for me the previous night. Once dressed, I decided to comb my hair back and let it fall down my back. I didn't know what color it was, nor did I really care. I didn't know what I looked like, nor did I want to. I couldn't just stand in front of a mirror and say, "Oo hey. I look good." I was going to be attending Forks High School in Washington, wear we had moved yestorday. I was nervous because I am blind. I can see light though, so I am able to see outlines of people and things. I was afraid of beeing teased and messed with. Mom knew this pretty well by now. Dad did too, but he already left for work, so he couldn't reassure me again, so that was good. The principal had called last night to inform my mom that he had found someone willing to help me out in school. I was still nervous though and probably would be for the next few days. Or weeks. I walked downstairs and in to the kitchen, following the smell of bacon and eggs. "Good morning Sarah." Mom said to me, as I walked in. "Morning." I said simply, taking a seat in the chair closest to the door incase I had to make a quick escape. A plate of bacon, eggs, and toast was set in front of me, along with a glass of orange juice. "Thanks." I said, picking up my fork and starting to eat some pretty good sunny-side-up eggs. It was quiet while I ate, neither me, nor my mom talked. I think she could tell I was nervous. After breakfast, I grabbed my things: clarinet, roller backpack, and cane, and headed out the door to the car. The drive to school was just like breakfast, quiet and peaceful. I may be fibbing about the peaceful part, but I don't care. It was peaceful for my mom probably, not for me. Mom parked the car in the parking lot and grabbed my things from the trunk. We walked to the office and soon was greeted by the principal saying, "Hello Sarah. How are you today?" I just looked over at him and shrugged. "Well," he continued, "I have Mr. Edward Cullen hear. He will be helping you out today." "Good morning Sarah." a pleasant voice right beside me said, and I jumped. The voice was velvety, smooth, peaceful, beautiful. "Good morning." I replied with a smile.