This is about a girl named Serenity who moved to Forks after her mother split from her dad and got a job in Forks and a vampire who lives by himself, by the name of Tristan.
Chapter 1: Moving Day
I watched my sisters run upstairs empty-handed and run downstairs with their arms full of boxes. My nineteen year old sister, Janine, hauled her backpack downstairs, dropping it on the landing. It was D-Day. Moving Day to them, Doomsday to me. I was leaving my cherished, sunny home of Chico, California to move to cold, wet, and gray Forks, Washington. "Stop moping, Serenity", Mom chided me, thumping my nose carefully. I frowned and pulled my duffel over my shoulder and walked to our Suburban. I tossed my duffel into the backseat and walked back inside. "Ren! Rocky's here!" I heard Trinity, my twin sister call to me. We were fraternal twins. Every time my mother introduced us, no one believed her when she called us her twin daughters.
I smiled. Rocky was my boyfriend and he was here with my dad to help us move. Janine was driving the Suburban, Mom was driving the moving truck. Almost all of my stuff was in the car. I jogged over to my boyfriend and threw my arms around his neck. "I'm gonna miss you so much", I said. He picked me up and twirled me around. "Likewise", he replied.
He walked inside and looked around. "A bunch of our furniture has to stay here", I said, leading him upstairs. He followed me and saw my dresser. "That staying?" he asked. I shook my head and lifted up one end. The mirror attached was already packed up and in the truck. My grandmother's dresser. http://common2.csnimages.com/lf/1/hash/309/2732569/1/Edinburgh+Dres...
He lifted up the other end and we precariously approached the stairs. I carefully held onto my end as we slowly went down the stairs. We walked up to the truck and pushed it in. I looked at the almost stuffed truck and walked to get my few precious belongings to put into the car. I knew I had to change because Forks was already cold now. It was close to leaving time. I walked into my room with my book bag and pulled off my tank top and shorts. I pulled on my favorite sweat pants and my other tank top. I zipped up my sweatshirt and pulled on my favorite pair of Converses. I pulled my hair up and put my clothes back into my book bag. http://www.polyvore.com/serenity/set?id=22819140
I finally padded downstairs, slinging my bag over my shoulder, carrying my jewelry box and my carton full of friends' memories. I set it beside me and curled up in my spot on the very back seat, my pillow and blanket beside me. My iPod perched on top of my pillow and I put on my earphones. I looked at my phone. Rocky stood outside of my window. I hopped over the seat. "I'll miss you, Ren", he said. I kissed him. "I'll miss you too. Text me", I replied. I hugged him and slid back into my seat. He closed the door. I buckled my seat belt and waited for Trinity and Janine. They finally got in, tossing me a breakfast burrito. I opened it and bit down, feeling the spicy juices melt into my mouth. Janine started the car. "Say goodbye to our childhood home, girls", she said soberly. I waved at my house sadly as we pulled out of the driveway and left.
Chapter 2: Monotonous Prison
I sighed, pushing open the doors to the school. I was hoping today would be different, but today brought nothing but monotonous, tedious information I already knew. I heard a teacher chatter in the classrooms about making room for two new students. I rolled my eyes with distaste. People made too much fuss about new people. I sat down in my first class. "Mr. Beck? The principal would like to see you", Mr. Banner said to me. I stood up and walked down the hall into the principal's office. "We have a new student coming as you may have heard in rumors", Mr. McGuire said. I shrugged. "We were wondering if you would be one of the students' peer guide. Ya know, help her out around school, show her around town, that sort of thing. She's going through a very rough time and her and her sister need to know they have someone there", Mr. McGuire finally asked. And there was the big question.
"I guess. I don't really have anything else to do. Is it just one or both?" I said. "One. Your buddy is named Trinity", Mr. McGuire replied. "Okay", I said, shrugging. I had to sign a couple of papers and then I sauntered off to class. I pretended to not listen to everything the teacher said. Finally, school let out and I grabbed my books and walked home. I saw a moving truck pull into the old Davis place. The two younger girls must be the new students. I saw a pretty blonde girl dressed in mainly pink get out. I secretly hoped it wasn't Trinity. I saw another girl get out of the backseat, wearing sweats. She looked like she didn't care what she looked like and I liked that. She had light red hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. I continued to walk towards my home.
Chapter 3: Finally Here
I got out of the backseat, looking at our old/new home. It was two story like our old one, but much older. I helped Mom unload the truck. We had movers come and help us move in. My room was on the upper level. Janine was staying with us momentarily. She was going to school in Seattle. I looked at my room and smiled. The walls needed some good scrubbing. The hardwoods were in desperate need of some TLC. I set down my carton and waited for my dresser to come. I was going to spend today unpacking. School was in about a week, so this was perfect. I watched as the movers slammed down my dresser. "That's antique, you milk-livered louts!" I said in horror. One mover glowered at me and stomped downstairs. "Using Elizabethan insults isn't nice, Serenity", Mom called.
I frowned. I jogged downstairs and grabbed my fragile boxes. "Someone breaks these, their necks will be hung from the staircase", I grumbled, carrying them up the stairs. I set them down gently and got to work with setting up my bed. Mom came into the room. Mom was very pretty, and very young-looking although she was barely pushing 39. She was 20 when she had Janine and produced me and my sister three years later. Dad loved us, but was hardly around. Mom's soft blonde hair hung in her face. I pulled one of my many hair ties off my wrist and handed it to her. "Here, Mom", I said. "Thanks, sweetie", she replied, pulling her hair back. She gripped together the bed rails and finally plopped down my box spring. I helped her hoist the mattress onto the bed and screw on the posters. "You were lucky enough to inherit this. It's very old", Mom said, wiping her forehead. My room was almost unpacked. I had the majority of my clothes put away and my shoes were in my closet and in my dresser. I unpacked my sheets from my dresser and put them on my bed. It was pillow-top. I loved soft, Trinity preferred firm. I spread out my favorite comforter and my quilt. I tossed the pillows on the bed and flopped down next to Mom.
"Se, hon. I gotta get you and your sister downstairs in the living room. I have to tell you something", Mom said. I nodded and hung up my jacket. The moving truck was empty now and the movers took it. I jogged downstairs and sat down in the living room. Trinity and Janine were already there with Mom. I sat down on the couch. "Kids, you need to know the truth about your father", Mom said. From the look on Janine's face, I knew she knew. Me and Trinity looked at Mom, both of us in silence. "Your father has another family. Has had them for about twelve years. You have a half-sister and a half-brother who live in Eureka", Mom said carefully. The statement hit me like a ton of cinder blocks. Trinity burst into tears. "You mean he just kept us for himself to look good?" I said, standing up. "He loved us, but he had had an affair soon after he and I were married and he had to take care of this other child", Mom replied. "Which resulted in another child. I don't care about Dad anymore. I never want to see him again!" I yelled, stomping upstairs and throwing myself on my bed. I finally let the tears out I'd been holding in since hearing about the divorce.
I heard my phone ring. I saw the caller ID and saw my dad's name. I pressed ignore and put it back down on my bed. I wanted to throw it against the wall, but knew I couldn't. I continued my sob-fest till my mom came into my room. She sat down on the bed with me and hugged me tightly. She handed me my phone. "Call him", she urged me. She had already urged Trinity to call him. I finally called him and waited for him to pick up. "Cece, I know you're upset", Dad said. "I should be! You go and cheat on Mom and have a whole new family? I'm pretty mad", I shot back. "Will you come to see me at Thanksgiving?" Dad asked. "We'll see how I feel then", I replied coldly. "Your sister is coming", Dad said to me. I couldn't hold back my tears. My voice shook as I spoke to the man who was biologically my father. Emotionally, I knew I could never forgive him. "I sent you a present, I hope it comes soon", Dad said softly. "Delivery for Miss Serenity Callington?" I heard a man call. "It's been delivered", I said into the phone. I couldn't deny that I was curious. I slipped downstairs and saw a box with holes in it. "Dad, you didn't", I said, shock in my voice. I opened the box and saw a kennel. Inside the kennel was a Schipperke puppy. Its tiny little black body wiggled in excitement.
"Do you like him?" Dad asked. "It's a girl", I said, surprised. "She's to keep you company until you can make new friends", Dad replied. I pulled the puppy out and saw her wiggle even more. I pulled the kennel into the bathroom and smiled. Inside the box was a bunch of dishes and some puppy food. In a bag, was pet grooming supplies and a harness with a leash. I'd always wanted a dog, but no one was home to take care of her. There was a huge, fenced in backyard so she could run around as much as she wanted. "We'll have someone stop in every few hours to come in and let her out to go potty", Mom said. Trinity saw the puppy and squealed. "What's her name?" she asked. She was holding a tiny silver-furred kitten in her arms. "I haven't named her yet. But I think Ebony's a good name for her", I replied, stroking the puppy's fur. She wiggled under my attention, her tiny little bottom wriggling. http://www.rmcranch.net/KiaPup1.jpg
[That's a Schipperke puppy]
I smiled and set her into the bath tub. It was old, but updated. Ebony wriggled under the warm water, I could tell she didn't particularly like water, but after her cold journey, I could tell she liked the warmth. I washed her with flea and tick shampoo and watched with horror at all the dirt and dead fleas that came off of her coat. I finally lifted her out and dried her off. I turned on the hair dryer on low and dried her off completely. I took a bristle brush and gently combed her fur. She loved that. I smiled and slipped her little purple collar on her. She was so adorable. She ran around the house, sniffing around. I talked to my dad a little more. I wasn't ready to forgive him, but the puppy took the edge off my anger. "This is Angora", Trinity said proudly with her kitten. She set her down and Ebony ran to her, knocking her down. Angora spit and hissed, swiping at Ebony's nose.
l led Ebony into her kennel and locked it. "Don't get yourself into any trouble now, sugar", I cooed. I walked upstairs to finish unpacking. "What are my siblings' names?" I asked. "Your brother's name is Eric and your sister's name is Ashley", Dad replied. He seemed to be relieved I was at least asking questions about my half-siblings. "Okay", I said. I talked to him for a little bit. "How old are they?" I asked. "Eric is twelve, Ashley is seven", Dad replied. "So did you name your puppy?" Dad asked. "Her name is Ebony. She was really dirty when I got her", I replied. "She's in good care", Dad said. "I gotta go, Dad", I said, hanging up. I didn't want to talk to him anymore so I shoved my phone in my pocket. I looked down at Ebony's adorable little face. She was innocent.
I let her out and carried her upstairs and set her on my bed. She seemed to like it, because she was rolling around, scratching her back. I rubbed her tummy and laughed as her back paw kicked.
I looked out the window and noticed it was sundown. "Come on, kids, we're getting dinner!" I heard Mom call. I looked at the clock and saw it was almost six o'clock. I picked up Ebony and jogged downstairs with her. "Put the dog in her kennel", Mom said. I set her into her kennel and walked out the door.