I fell asleep instantly, the rain beating against the roof was soothing, like when my mom would sing me to sleep when I was a little girl. Then again, I’ve always liked the rain.
Thick fog was all I could see out the window in the morning.
“Ugh…” Bella groaned when she came to look beside me.
“It wouldn’t be so bad if you would just give it a chance,” I grouched, her grumpiness dampening my mood. Breakfast with Charlie was a quiet event. He wished us good luck at school, and headed to the police station. The more I’m here, the more lonely this place seems. After he left Bella and I sat at the old square oak table in two of the three unmatching chairs and stared at his small kitchen.
It had dark paneled walls, bright yellow cabinets, and a white linoleum floor. Over the small fire-place in the adjoining handkerchief-sized family room was a row of pictures. First was a wedding picture of Charlie and Renee in Las Vegas, then one of Charlie, Renee, and Bella in the hospital shortly after Bella was born, these were followed by a procession of Bella’s school pictures.
“Nothings changed.” Bella said. I sighed in response to her comment and looked over at the clock hanging above the sink. 7:36 am.
“I’ll have to see what I can do to get Charlie to put those away, at least while I’m living here.” Bella said almost to herself.
“Aww, but I think they’re cute,” I laughed.
“That’s only because they’re not yours,” Bella chuckled. Finally, maybe she’s not going to be mopey the whole time we’re here.
“Come on, let’s go meet our new classmates,” I sighed and grabbed my coat.
It was just drizzling and the cool rain felt good on my skin. I raised my face to the sky as Bella locked up, and then we walked to the truck. Well... I walked, Bella acted like the rain was going to burn her or something. Either Billy or Charlie had obviously cleaned it up, but it still smelled like tobacco, gasoline, and peppermint, like my dad’s truck. We could never get the smell out after he bought it from an old farmer. The truck didn’t work when we first got it, but me and my dad spent hours in the garage working on it. It was going to be my truck when I got old enough to drive. Phil put it in storage, but I could never bring myself to look at it again. It something I did with my dad.
“You’re awfully quiet,” Belly said startling me out of my reverie.
“I’m sorry, what?” I said apologetically.
“What are you thinking of?”
“This truck smells like my Dad’s,” I said truthfully, Bella always seemed to understand.
“Oh,” she said as we pulled into the school parking lot. It looked like a collection of matching houses, built with maroon-colored bricks. There were so many trees and shrubs I couldn’t see its size at first. We parked in front of the first building, which had a small sign over the door reading FRONT OFFICE. We got out and walked down a little stone path lined with dark hedges.
Inside, it was brightly lit and warm. The office was small; a little waiting area with padded folding chairs, orange-flecked commercial carpet, notices and awards cluttering the the walls and counter, plants growing everywhere in large, plastic pots. There was three desks behind the counter, one of which was manned by a large, red-haired woman wearing glasses and a purple t-shirt.
The red-haired woman looked up. “Can I help you?”
“I’m Reign Dwyer and this is my sister Bella Swan,” I informed her, and saw the immediate awareness light in her eyes. I was already expecting this, a topic of gossip, no doubt.
“Of course,” she said and dug through a pile of papers on her desk till she found the ones she was looking for. “I have your schedules right here, and a map of the school.” she brought out several sheets to the counter to show us.
She went through each of our classes for us, highlighting the best route to each class. She then gave each of us a slip to have each teacher sign, which we were to bring back at the end of the day. She smiled at us and wished us luck and hoped we would like it here. I beamed back at her, my first day already going better than I expected. Bella looked like she was going to barf though.
“It’s going to be fine, Bella,” I said as we walked back to the truck. We followed the line of cars till we found a spot and tried to memorize the map, so we wouldn’t have to have it stuck to our face all day. The map was fairly easy to memorize, but I’ve always been good at that kind of stuff.
“See you at lunch,” I waved to her as I walked to my first class, math. I walked towards building 4, where it was labeled with big black number 4 on it. The classroom was small. The people in front of me stopped to hang up their jackets, which I did right after. I took the slip up to the teacher, a tall man whose desk had a nameplate identifying him as Mr. Varner. He signed my slip and sent me to the back of the room.
“Hey, are you Isabella Swan?” a dark haired boy leaned over and asked me.
“Um, no that’s my sister, I’m Reign,” I said.
“Oh, Hi, I’m Connor.”
“Oh, Hi” I said before the teacher called the class to order. We were solving quadratic equations, something I’d already studied back home. I sat back and listened to the teacher drone on until the bell rang.
“Hey, where’s your next class?” Connor asked me.
“Um, English, building 3,” I said glancing at my schedule.
“Oh cool, I have that class next.” He said sounding a little too happy about it. We got our jackets and headed out into the rain.
“Hey, it’s raining Reign,” Connor said laughing at his little joke. Little did he know, I’ve heard that joke my whole life.
“So, this is a lot different than Phoenix, huh,” he asked
“Very, but I love it,” I replied.
“Oh, well I’m glad you like it,” He said as we walked to the front of the door. We went in and I gave my slip to the teacher and sat in an empty desk. The rest of the day passed about the same way, overly helpful classmates walking me to each of my classes, and by lunch I was able to recognize most of the students.
“Who are they?” Bella asked the girl sitting next to her, I think her name was Jessica. I looked over to who she was talking about and froze. It was them, but it wasn’t them, I mean, it looked like them, but different.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria. There were five of them, and I could smell them from here. Why didn’t I smell them when we first walked in? They weren’t talking, and they weren’t eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of the. They weren’t gawking at me and Bella like everyone else. They didn’t look anything alike, but they all looked the same. Of the three boys, one was big--muscled like a serious weight lifter, with dark, curly hair. Another was taller, leaner, but still muscular, and honey blond. The last was lanky, less bulky, with untidy, bronze-colored hair. He was more boyish than the others, who looked like they could be in college. The girls were opposites. The tall one was beautiful, she had the kind of body you’d see on cover of Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. Her hair of golden, gently waving to the middle of her back. The short one was pixie-like, thin in the extreme, with small features. Her hair was a deep black, cropped short and pointing in every direction. They all had that same chalky pale skin and dark eyes, with dark shadows on their eyes, like they were all suffering from a sleepless night. The younger boyish looking one snapped its head up and looked over at our table, glancing at Jessica, then Bella, and then me. So familiar, almost like being transported back to that fateful night of pain and suffering.
It was dark out and chilly. I was with my parents, we had just come from dinner at Tomaso's, an italian favorite. We were supposed to go to Ross’ to go shopping afterwards. It was only a few blocks away, and I begged my parents to let us walk in the cooling night. I regret that decision. The lights of the city was always so peaceful. As we were walking, we came across a crying woman in the alleyway. She was beautiful, but I didn’t trust her. She had bright fiery red hair that framed her face. She was looking down with her knees bent towards her. My parents rushed to offer aid to the damsel. That’s when I saw them, two males, coming out of the darkness. There was a blond, muscular boy with dark red eyes, and a black haired guy with dreads and the same red eyes. I stared in fright and confusion as the redheaded girl lifted her head, and stood up, her red eyes causing my mother to whimper. They turned around to flee, but were grabbed by the other two. I screamed as the redhead bit into my dad. I seen a red haze cover my eyes and felt a ripping sensation as each of my bones and muscles were being torn apart. I landed on four paws, and smelled a burning sweet scent, a scent I will forever recognize. The three monsters broke my mom and dad’s necks before fleeing on top of the buildings. I stood frozen for several seconds before running and running. Nowheres to go. Just running.
“Reign…….Reign,” Bella said shaking me out of my flashback.
“Wh...What?” I said dumbly, blinking back tears. I hadn’t realized I was crying.
“Is she okay?” The girl sitting across from us asked with a worried look on her face.
“Yeah, she’ll be okay,” Bella said, getting up and pulling me with her. “Come on, Reign,” I sweeped the cafeteria, pausing at the Cullens’ table, where they were all staring at me with dumbfounded looks. I shuddered and Bella and I walked outside.
“Hey, are you okay?” Bella asked once we got outside.
“Yeah, I...uh... just had a flashback,” I said looking away. “I’m going to class.” I said and walked towards building 3, English, my next class.
After school, I sat at the table doing my homework as Bella hovered over me. Probably wondering when I’m going to break.
“Are you okay?” She asked for the billionth time that night.
“I’m fine,” I lied, knowing she saw through it.
“You know you can tell me anything,” she said coming to sit next to me at the table.
“Yeah,” I sighed.
“It’s just,” I started after a minute and stopped.
“What?” Bella asked softly.
“Well, you know the Cullen’s right?” I asked hesitantly.
“Oh don’t even get me started, I had to sit next to Edward Cullen in biology today, and he kept glaring at me for no reason,” Bella huffed, well, atleast she didn’t like him either.
“Well, they caught me off guard is all, they kinda looked like those monsters,” I said. ‘Monsters’ is a pseudonym we use for my parents’ murderers.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Bella said.
“Do you think they’re like them?” she asked after a few moments of silence.
“I don’t know” I said.
So what do you think of this chapter? I know the ending is a little Blah, But the next one will be better. What do you think is going to happen in the next chapter? Thoughts? Comments? Questions? And I know there are some spelling and grammatical errors, but I'm not a good speller, so sorry about that.
NEXT UPDATE: June 26, 2016
Coming up: What happened in the original story on the next Monday? What about the next day?