"Between the late sun, thief of shadows, and the morning sun, for whom the river would not part. I would say fall on us, green mountains. I would say cover us, green hills."
Jasper Hale × OC
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¶chapter two¶
°we are gonna be okay, lu°
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Daisy Hendrix was not in the best of moods. And that was saying something since the girl was usually all cheer and rainbows.
But moving into one of the most depressing towns, in her opinion, was not helping her cheer. There was no sun. And as she looked at the weather news, or whatever they called it, Daisy was horrified at seeing that it rarely stopped raining. Rain means clouds. And clouds means no sun. No sun means sad and cold Daisy.
And Daisy Hendrix despised being cold. She liked the heat. Both her and her brother. She loved the feeling of the sun touching gently her skin, the way it made her blond hair shine, and her blue eyes sparkle. She loved that burn she felt. And there were no burn-in Forks.
Forks were the total opposite of what Daisy was. And she was sad. She didn't want to move. She knew why they moved. It was her fault. She was yet again expelled from another school and they had to move. In her old, more sunny town, was not a school left that would take Daisy in.
She didn't mind. She was used to it. But she saw the way it made her mother and brother sad. That she did mind. And Forks.
Staring at the old rusty house they were supposed to live in now, Daisy Hendrix let out a sigh. Her hand started twitching at her side and she quickly made a move to grab her bag from the car and to help her step-father.
"Do you like it, Day?" her step-father, David, asked her with a playful smirk on his handsome face. They both turned their heads towards their mother and brother when they heard Joy laughing loudly. Must be another stupid joke that Luther told.
Daisy turned her gaze back to the man, lifting her bag, and stared at the house. "The house I like. The town- it looks homey, maybe I need a little more time to get used to it."
She turned her gaze towards her step-father and let out a long, dramatic sigh. "The weather...I fucking hate it."
David Hendrix laughed at her antics, ignoring the small glare that sent his way, and with the last bag out, closed the trunk of the small yellow car.
"Moooom, Daisy said a bad word!" Her brother, who was behind her, yelled at their mother with a splitting grin on his face.
Daisy turned towards him in a flash. "Shut up, assh-",
"Moooom!" Luther laughed and ducked out of his sister's reach, going to hide behind their mother, who was staring down the girl with a scolding glare on her face.
"Daisy. We talked about this. No bad words, especially towards your brother." The mother told her daughter with a terrifyingly calm voice, but Daisy was not one to back down.
