Hi my name is Ashley Jones I live in Michigan well now Forks Washington. I am moving there for one reason and one reason only my mom died recently and my Family in Michigan does not want me so I am heading to my dad’s. I don’t want to leave Michigan, this is were all my friends are and all my memories. Ya no I’m happy I am moving I have no friends and everyone hates me so to Washington! I am on the plain right now soon I will be home not looking forward towards staying with my dad cause he is verbally and physically abusive but no one knows, and I am not planning on telling anyone. I have gone up to my dad’s every summer for the whole summer and every year he picks up where we left off. It could be him yelling at me or hitting me or locking me in my room, but since I need to go to school he might settle down and not hit me so much hopefully.
As I got of the plain I headed to get my stuff, as I got my stuff I saw this amazingly handsome guy. He was tall had short dark hair and tan. He had well built muscles to! Man he looked hot! Then I saw this skinny pail chick run into his arms and that was the end for him and me. As I was walking I looked for my dad or his car or anything of his. All I know is that I didn’t see him. So as I was standing there waiting getting shoved each and every way I decided to walk home sure it’s pretty far but I walk from my old house to mason all the time. I stared walking and as I did this I let my brain think for itself. About an hour later I was almost there just about another mile fun. I heard a car coming behind me so I turned around it was this big red truck I turned back around and continued walking and caring my bags. I already shipped most of my stuff to my dad’s so I just had a backpack with me. As I was thinking of my dad’s I heard a voice to the left of me. I turned and there sat that big red truck it had the really hot guy form earlier also the really pail girl. The girl was the one that was driving and the guy well he was talking to me.
“Hey Miss ya need a ride someplace?” he asked man that voice was so husky and amazing jam I am falling head over heals for him and I don’t even know the guy, besides he is probably with that girl anyway. “Miss? Hello?” he asked waving a hand infront of my face. O shoot I forgot to answer think Ash think!
“No I’m fine I’m almost were I’m going.” As I said this I smiled and looked into his eyes they were a beautiful dark brown and seemed worried for some reason.
“Ya sure we can drive you if ya want?” he persisted
“No I’m fine promise I’m almost there don’t need to bother anyone by having them take me home.” There are a couple reason I don’t want them to take me home. Reason number one don’t want them to know where I live. Reason number two I can take care of myself. Last but not least reason number three I don’t want them to meet greet or see my dad. At that I started walking away as I was walking I tripped over something and fell landing on my ankle.
“Hey are you ok!” he shouted over to me getting out of the car and running over.
“I’m fine promise I can take care of myself.” I said trying to get up. As I got up I put pressure on my ankle and jam did that thing hurt but, I brushed it off don’t need people to worry about me. Then all of a sudden the girl was beside me.
“You sure you don’t need a ride. It’s no problem really.” After she finished her phone rang and she ran to get it from the car.
“Ok I guess I will be leaving now?” I said turning to walk away but the guy grabbed my wrist. Sparks went everywhere in my body, my skin tingled, my brain turned to mush, and I froze in place with my mouth hanging open… jam.
“Um sorry.” He said pulling his hand back. A part of me didn’t want him to but, another part of me did. “Um my name is Jacob Black and you are?” he asked nervously. I just stood there frozen I couldn’t think what was my name, where was I going. I can’t remember! Then Jacob stiffened and a car pulled up behind the red truck. This car was fancy looked brand new and from Hollywood. I Looked at the car then a guy walked out and he was handsome let me say. Golden eyes, perfect hair, chiseled fetchers, man right out of the male model books my mom used to look at.
