Rosalie Hale's little sister

Flashback 1 - Ryan King

Rochester, New York, October, 1932

My family was middle class. At that time the Great Depression was going on in the USA, but still my father liked to give hundreds of dresses to Rosalie, and I kept the ones that didn't fit her anymore, but I never cared much about that. Our house was not very big, but it fit a family of 6. I shared my room with Rose, and Benjamin and Samuel shared another.

One night at dawn I was sleeping, and suddenly I started to hear noises coming from the balcony window. I woke up, looked at Rose's bed, but she was asleep. I got up and went to the window, when I opened the curtains, rocks were hitting the window, someone was throwing them. I opened the window door and went out to the balcony, and when I saw that he was looking at me from down there near a tree, visible to my eyes, but totally invisible from my parents' room.

Ryan King was the second child of Royce and Helen King. The oldest, Royce King II, was 19 years old, 5 years apart from Ryan, and Grace, the youngest, was 12 years old. My mother and the King's mother were very good friends, I spent most of my childhood playing with Grace and Ryan. Ryan looked a lot like his father, tall, brown hair and blue eyes, but he had the same manner as his mother, charismatic.

"Ryan! What are you doing down there?!" I tried to speak as quietly but clearly as possible.

"I couldn't miss the opportunity to give you happy birthday. I wanted to be the first." he answered. My birthday, October 29th. I was 13 years old.

"It had to be you"

"Come! Get down here!" he said. The only problem was that my room was on the second floor.

"But I'm in my pajamas!"

"That's not a problem."

"Help me. I can't jump all this!"

"Don't worry, I'll catch you."

So I jumped over the railing that was around the balcony and jumped out the window. I fell into his arms. We started laughing and then we got up. Before I ran out of the house I looked out my bedroom window, and I saw Rose was awake. She was the only one who knew about the two of us.

"Rose! I'll be back by 3 am! Please be at the door and make sure mom and dad will be sleeping!"

"Leave it to me! Enjoy"

We left the back of my house and walked down the street into the night. It was a beautiful night, a full moon. We went towards a park nearby. We arrived there and sat down on the two swings.

"I have a present for you. Actually I have two, but first, here, take it."

"You didn't need to buy me anything, Ryan..."

"You deserve it. Besides, I didn't but anything."

Then I noticed he was holding something, it was a bag. He opened it and took out two silver canteens.

"What's that, Ryan?" I was really curious.

"I may have borrowed this from Royce. And I may have borrowed what's inside too..."

"What's inside?"

"I think it's vodka. You know, Royce doesn't really like fine drinks, like champagne... I know you never tried it, actually neither did I..."

"I can't do that!"

"Yes you can, nothing's going to happen, drink it."

We both tried at the same time. It tasted awful, at least the first sip, it was burning my throat like fire, but after a few sips it didn't bother me anymore.

After we stopped drinking he put the canteens back in the bag, I asked, "Okay, but what about my other present? Now I'm curious."

"Fine, I left the best for last."

Ryan started leaning in so our lips were pressed together and we started kissing.

"No one could ever give me a better gift!"

"And now, I'm so sorry, but it's almost 3, it's better if I take you home."

"Oh my god! How could I forget! Rose must be waiting for me!"

We went home, we were talking and laughing. When we reached the back door he gave me only last kiss and left, disappearing in the darkness of the night. I then knocked on the door and Rose opened.

"Just in time! Come in, quick!"

I came in and she soon closed the door cautiously.

"Let's go, we can talk when we get there." she said.

We walked silently up the stairs so that no one could hear us, especially our father. We got to the bedroom, Rose closed the door and we sat cross-legged on each bed.

"So? How was it?"

"He took me to that playgroung near here, we talked, he brought vodka..."

"Violet, I can't believe you did this!"

"It was just for us to try!"

"Fine.. then?"

"He kissed me!"

"He kissed you?"

"Yeah!"

"I can't believe my little sister just had her first kiss!"

"I don't believe either!"

"Oh, I was almost going to forget! Happy birthday, Vi! I can't believe you are already 13, you're oficially a teenager! I love you so much, sis!"

"Thank you so much, Rose! I love you too!"

Then we heard a noise cominf from our parents room.

"Shh!" Rose said. "We better go sleep now, dad can wake up in any minute"

So we went to sleep. I dreamed about that night. It was the best night of my life.