Visit to Forks

chapter 1 of 1

It's now a couple weeks later, and all I can think about is my past occurrence in Forks, Washington. I wish I was still there. It almost makes me somewhat angry that I can never go back. To see the high definition color of the green trees boding above me, so tall. It was not just yet Spring, but the pines on the towering trees were brightly alive with color, just like their eyes. I'm glad I had brought my journal. I've promised myself to look over it every day to keep the mere imagine of my visitation solid. I must never forget what I saw, experienced and discovered from the life outside of visual drama from a telecast, only to show the true meaning behind the lives of these certain immortals.

I went to Forks to visit some friends. Although they hardly knew of my existence, probably not at all. They were, you could say my idols? They were like family to me but i craved their appearance so much, I just had to get a physical view of what I tampered about with for 24/7. Bella Swan and Edward Cullen. I wanted to meet them both so very bad. People though I was crazy, my addiction. So, who am I to disagree? What they said was true, but they didn't really understand. Bella and Edward would, even Renesmee and Jacob. I don't know why, but ever since reading and seeing the serious of this unorthodox love I had to find out for myself the reality of this fantasy. Reaching into my bag, I pull out my journal I had brought along with me and start reading from page one.

After riding for what seemed hours on a plane to the Washington state, I was ready to get to the vacant like house in the woods and start unpacking my belongings. But the house was very much not vacant but death and livelihood in between the walls. Within those walls were vampires. At least two for now. Bella's house was white, just as portrayed in the movie. I knocked on the door, not even a bit hesitant. Edward and Bella both came to the door with Renesmee at the front of them looking calm as if they were expecting me, expecting company. With my black sports bag on my back, I stepped into their house and felt right at home. I could smell pine needles and vanilla in the big room, what seemed to be filled with the laughter of Renesmee behind me. I started up for the stairs with my bag that held my belongings for what I had needed at the time. Slowly, then all through.

I opened the door to Bella's old room and placed the bag on her bedside table and started to take out my clothes to fold and put away. She had a old, and lighten hickory wood chest that I remembered seeing in the movie. It was empty when I undid the drawer so I assumed she had cleared it for me. As I put every article of clothing from my bag and transferred them into the chest, I glanced at all the clear Christmas like lights binding the up skirts up her walls. Soon enough I was done. I ran downstairs with my somewhat now lighter bag and Edward, Bella and Renesmee were already in the car waiting for me. It was such a beautiful day out earlier but now it looked like it could rain. Even storm. I knew what we were doing and where we were going to. I got to sit by Renesmee in the back seat on the small car, an Aston Martin v12 Vanquish, just like in Breaking Dawn. I could then feel the concentrated chill from their skin. Even just looking at their golden eyes made chills go up my spine. Although I wasn't afraid. If anything, I was in envy.

We were in the car a matter of all what seemed like 2 minutes. I don't even remember the surroundings of my scenery because we were going at the speed of light. We pulled up to Edward's house and already waiting outside, each looking like magnificent statues, was the Cullen Clan. Yes, the family clan of vampires. Although yet again, I was not afraid. With my bag on my back I slowly got out of the car and hopped into the black jeep beside it. Alice, Edward's sister was already in the driver's seat. With her pixie haircut she looked to the back of the jeep and I remember her saying hello and asking me how my trip to Forks was. I loved talking with Alice. It's like she was one part of one thousand missing pieces of me, but it made me seem whole. Jasper sat in the passenger seat next to her and stared at me through the the side mirror. I remembered him doing this a lot to people in the books and movies, almost as his way of saying hello.

We started down the driveway headed behind Bella and Edward's car and finally came to a field. A wide, vacant like field with only dead grass and mud. The clouds were now swirling, just like in the movie. It was time to play some vampire baseball. Rosalie split up the teams. On one were me, Edward, Emmett, and Esme. On the other was Carlisle, Bella, Rosalie, and Alice. Jasper decided to sit out and umpire our game with Renesmee, since she was to small to play. The lighting soon started up and Jasper nodded toward me directing it was time to play. Emmett and Edward ran out into the outfield and I followed along. Although they were much quicker than me. But before I started after them, I laid my bag inside the black jeep. I took out my baseball mitt and cap and headed after them. All that was then left in my sports bag was some money, my journal and pen, and my passport ID.

The game was so much fun. It was worth every experience I've ever had in my human life. Although I do have to say it was quite hard, I wasn't use to all the bomb-like noises from the crack of the bat hitting against the lightning streaks that lit up the sky. Soon after the game, Rosalie stated the final score and the other team had won. I kind of knew this would be the outcome, since I was the only human on my team. Everybody gave high-fives and laughed. I can't even explain my surroundings. It's like I was in a dream. I felt safe, even around a bunch of immortals, like I was at home. I got in the car with Edward, Bella and Renesmee and we waved goodbye to the Cullen Clan, as they started back to their house.

We pulled into Bella's driveway and only I got out of the small car. I waved goodbye to my friends, and they waved back. Bella's door was unlocked so as soon I turned the doorknob it opened the door vastly. I went up the stairs and began packing my things. I changed from my dirtied baseball clothes to a pair of Arizona jeans and a baby blue t-shirt. I pulled my ID card out of my sports bag and slipped it in my back pocket. With my phone in my hand, I started out to catch the next bus at the stop on the corner. When I got there I paid the driver a $5 bill to get me a ride back home. I showed him my ID and then found a window seat and sat down, sore from baseball earlier. I got my journal out of my bag and began writing about the day. Now being at home, I'm glad I wrote about it all. I want to keep it as fresh in my memory more than anything.

In my bag, lie my baseball mitt and cap. At the bottom of the sports bag, is pieces of grass and mud particles from the field I played on with the Cullens. Over hours upon hours away, but as close as ever in my little bag.