Chapter 1.
The Catching:
I’d been dreading this jour for a while now, kind of foolish I guess since everyone else was excited. Nervous about such a stupid little thing, this wasn’t exams ou speaking in front of the class, it was écriture a letter, a letter; to person I didn’t even know. Come on, I thought, just write it, send it, over, done, no more, okay.
Ah, I’d been thinking about it so long, I’d tuned out what Mrs. Anderson was saying. It was something along the lines of ‘choose, a name out of the box, write to them, so on, so on. So I didn’t really need to listen. Mia Kelly walked around with the box, smiling as she stopped in front of each student. They closed their eyes, crossed their fingers and eagerly reached into the box. Mia stopped into front of me. I took a deep breath, and slowly reached my hand into the cardboard box. I grabbed the first piece of paper my fingers touched. I pulled my hand out holding the paper. I opened it; it a dit three words, Edward Cullen, Folks.
toi might think why would I be dreading, a jour of écriture to pen pals? Well, everything is a lot harder when you’re Isabella Swan, trust me. I seem to make simple tasks dread-worthy. I try to keep to myself, I have a few friends, but we don’t do much together outside of school, they’re manly just someone to sit with at lunch so I don’t look like a loner and they’re sweet enough. I don’t like attention, never really have. I stutter and trip over my own feet half the time. And with écriture to a pen pal you’re supposed to talk all about yourself to a stranger, and my handwriting isn’t even readable.
I can feel this is going to be a little worse than I thought, these are supposed to be total strangers that live in places you’ve never even heard of before. Well, I haven’t heard of Edward Cullen, but Forks is a very familiar name. Forks, is a very small nuage covered town in the Olympic Peninsula northwest of Washington State, the hometown of my father Charlie.
The Catching:
I’d been dreading this jour for a while now, kind of foolish I guess since everyone else was excited. Nervous about such a stupid little thing, this wasn’t exams ou speaking in front of the class, it was écriture a letter, a letter; to person I didn’t even know. Come on, I thought, just write it, send it, over, done, no more, okay.
Ah, I’d been thinking about it so long, I’d tuned out what Mrs. Anderson was saying. It was something along the lines of ‘choose, a name out of the box, write to them, so on, so on. So I didn’t really need to listen. Mia Kelly walked around with the box, smiling as she stopped in front of each student. They closed their eyes, crossed their fingers and eagerly reached into the box. Mia stopped into front of me. I took a deep breath, and slowly reached my hand into the cardboard box. I grabbed the first piece of paper my fingers touched. I pulled my hand out holding the paper. I opened it; it a dit three words, Edward Cullen, Folks.
toi might think why would I be dreading, a jour of écriture to pen pals? Well, everything is a lot harder when you’re Isabella Swan, trust me. I seem to make simple tasks dread-worthy. I try to keep to myself, I have a few friends, but we don’t do much together outside of school, they’re manly just someone to sit with at lunch so I don’t look like a loner and they’re sweet enough. I don’t like attention, never really have. I stutter and trip over my own feet half the time. And with écriture to a pen pal you’re supposed to talk all about yourself to a stranger, and my handwriting isn’t even readable.
I can feel this is going to be a little worse than I thought, these are supposed to be total strangers that live in places you’ve never even heard of before. Well, I haven’t heard of Edward Cullen, but Forks is a very familiar name. Forks, is a very small nuage covered town in the Olympic Peninsula northwest of Washington State, the hometown of my father Charlie.
Hi!
I just wanted to say I'm SOOOOO sorry for not updating!
I didn't think anyone was really interested in my story.
Anyways...
If toi were/are interested I have news.
If toi are looking for a new story to read,
I have news.
I am rewriting my story a bit and posting it on fanfiction.
It's now called Rebel.
Go to this link to read chapter one:
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Please read chapter one,
Even if toi HAVE already read it.
It is different!
The whole thing is going to be much different with a few of the same basic story lines that I had in the beginning.
Thanks for reading! :)
I just wanted to say I'm SOOOOO sorry for not updating!
I didn't think anyone was really interested in my story.
Anyways...
If toi were/are interested I have news.
If toi are looking for a new story to read,
I have news.
I am rewriting my story a bit and posting it on fanfiction.
It's now called Rebel.
Go to this link to read chapter one:
link
Please read chapter one,
Even if toi HAVE already read it.
It is different!
The whole thing is going to be much different with a few of the same basic story lines that I had in the beginning.
Thanks for reading! :)
some life i have.i have to déplacer to forks washington.im grace swan.''grace,you dont have too do this.you can always live in florida with phil and i.''''but mom i want to live with charlie.maddies lived with him for three years and shes survived.''i a dit lying.''besides her boy
friend hasnt been shot yet.''i mumbled.
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friend hasnt been shot yet.''i mumbled.
10 commentaires til the suivant one send me a message(Grace_Black4151) if your paying attention and i get 10 comments. thanks for taking the time to read the first article of my twilight story!