this town * cullen

chapter two

            

Waking up to the sound of rain was comforting. It was light as it banged against the roof at seven in the morning. I could hear it against the window beside me, and the darkness still falling out of it. I could only see by the light of my night-light, enough to keep me sane during the night. I got up, stretching my limbs and yawning all at once. My alarm went off as I did this.

Jumping from the sudden noise, I clicked snooze on my phone to make it stop quickly, turning it off before doing anything else. I finally grabbed my glasses, the blurriness finally becoming clear. I yawned again and stood on the chilly hardwood floor, shivering lightly at the coldness.

A small knock on my door sounded when I started walking across the room and towards where I kept my clothes. My mom opened the door directly after, not bothering to wait for an answer.

"Glad you're up, I made some breakfast if you want any," she smiled, closing the door behind her. I sometimes liked to take runs before school, but this news decided I could skip it for the morning. Food sounded great, and I quickly began to change into clothes I could wear to school.

I threw on a track t-shirt from this year, my old school's name across it. I wasn't quite over Virginia yet. Its colors were white and maroon, an easy combination I could match with any of my jeans. Throwing on a pair of black skinny jeans I made my way down the stairs.

I sat alone with my mom. Farley was still upstairs getting ready, and I was sure she had been before I even woke up. It was a wonder how either of us were related, as we were opposites. But, I knew she took after my mom in that way.

Her hair was up in a high pony-tail, her long hair falling down past her shoulders. Her hair was straight, just like Farley and I, but she had somehow managed to keep it under control. I had yet to tame my hair yet, knowing it was everywhere. I didn't like doing anything with my appearance until after I ate, even if I was going to be late.

My mother's blue eyes stared at me, the way she did before she spoke. I got her eyes, the light blue of the ocean I loved. It contrasted with my dark hair, but in a more subtle way if my hair had been black.

"Make some new friends, I'm sure someone will be happy to talk to you," she smiled. She knew I found it hard making friends, which was a reason for her hesitation to move. She decided, though, it would benefit me more to find a new crowd of people, because it would be easier to befriend people who didn't know you your entire life. I was hoping she was right.

"I'll be fine," I tried easing her worry. Farley came down the steps then, her hair straight and silky, and I wondered how long it would stay that way. Her outfit was better put together than mine, even if it was a simple dress with leggings underneath. It was army green, and the sleeves were long. The material was like a t-shirt, and I wondered how comfortable it was.

"All the girls at Forks High School are going to be so jealous of my beautiful girl!" my mom exclaimed with a smile. Farley returned it, the first smile I had seen since we arrived. I couldn't help but smile too. She twirled around in her dress before picking up her own plate of food.

"The only good thing about this place is new people to impress," she smiled smugly as she sat down to eat her food. I had finished by the time she had sat down, so I stood up and excused myself to finish getting ready.

I found coming into school that Farley could be quiet; when she was tired. The time zones were affecting her more than me, which made her fall around like a zombie. Even after her smiling morning, I could see how fast her mood dropped. I felt glad for my nights of reading books - instead of sleeping - a gift now more than ever. The ride to school was met with silence, save for the radio.