Ravens And Immortals(Twilight Fanfiction)

[rosieposei]

"Help me Jasper!Help me!"I screamed as I run,The gun shots of our pursuers getting closer,The sound of horse hoofs hitting against the earth growing louder.He looks back,his eyes flickering. He finally replied to my desperate pleas."I'm sorry Raven" He whispers,his voice thick. I slow as his words hit.Helooks back at me one last time,sorrow in his eyes,The sound is getting louder."I'm sorry"He whispers again and he runs out of view. Thepain that those beasts give me is nothing compared to the pain of his words. Suddenly I jerk awake,soaked in a cold sweat.I frown as I climb out of bed.I head to my bathroom. I lean against the lavender doorframe and take a deep breath and look around My new room white rom.The lavender trim stands out well against it.I sigh as I stare at this new room.Why we had moved from our cozy cottage in Utah was beyond me.We were happy there.But now we were in a two story home in freaking Forks,Washington. I should be happy,being a water fairy,But why I'm can't life be normal?Why?I walk into the white vanity room.I stare into the mirror with distaste.I turn away and walk back into my the white loft bed.Under the loft is a pale brown wood desk.I plug my Ipod into the speakers that are on said desk and hit play. As the song 'Sexy And I Know It' by lmao begins to play.I hop into the shower as it starts. I chuckle to myself as I scrub away the dream. I mean,Jasper picked his own path. I can't be a hippie over it.I finish my shower and go to my closet as the song Breath comes on while I shift through the racks."You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand" I shake my head.'So true' I think to myself as I hear the lyrics.I pick a pair of dark skinny jeans.Jasper was my closest friend.I pull on a white tee,a tie-dye blue scarf, and a grey sweater.After I inspect my outfit,I decide I want a look that is more me. I keep my dark skinny jeans but pull on a light blue tank top and an grey sweater crop top.I add a few silver bangles and a silver necklace with a pink and silver ballet slipper pendant.Then one of my other songs end and "Someone like me" by Atomic Kitten comes on.I wince and shuffle it."When Your Gone" By Avril Lavigne comes on.I take my Ipod out and plug in my head phones.Then I go outside.I leap up into a tall oak tree,resting in a convenient crook. I put my ear buds in and I lean my head back.I think about my life.I can't help but think that I'm supposed to be the perfect southern belle everyone wants me to be.So what if I'm from Texas.I'm extremely pale,I have long caramel hair ,green-hazel eyes,and a rather scrawny build.I've always been liked for my voice. It's beautiful and a bit haunting. As the song "Hello" comes on I close my eyes and begin to sing the lyrics.
"Playground School Bell Rings Again
Rainclouds come to play again
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello,I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello"
I finish the song and many others before I open my eyes.I push back my curly hair and does that to my it raining? I feel my dry clothes and shrug. I go inside and glance at the clock. I have just enough time to eat a quick breakfast and fix my makeup and hair. I eat a bowl of oatmeal and drink a glass of Orange Juice. I do a natural look with my make up before grabbing my bag and heading out the door to my car. It is my pride and is a black 1967 Mustang Fastback with black leather I get to school I chuckle to myself as I see the boys stop and stare at my car.A greasy haired Asian kid walks towards me as I open my door and grab my bag."Excuse me,But what model is that?"He asks,Staring in awe at my car."1967,Mustang Fastback" I reply with nods, looking pleased with my knowledge. I nod and close my door, locking it. I walk towards the main office to get my class schedule and map when I smell something.I tense and glance ever so slightly over my shoulder. It confirms my worst fear.I lay my eyes on the person who has been starring in my dreams for weeks. And his name is Jasper Whitlock. Watch him tense and I hurry to the office. Once I get my stuff from some old lady I hurry to class. I sit down silently in the middle row,waiting for class to start.I take out my 5 subject drawing notebook and flip to a blank page. I start to sketch out a black knee length Greek style dress. The back is open and made up of a slightly poofy look that begins front was made up of two thick straps that become the poofed up top when it reaches the collar has a beaded,wide belted waist at the breast skirt is a little flat,I think I might add a little poof to it when I sew it. I just finish the sketch when a girl with corn silk hair slips it from my stares at the sketch with disgust."Is this the best you can do?"She sneers in a nasal voice."I think it's wonderful.I would totally wear it!" A pixie-like girl says,coming to stand next to my chair."Weirdos" I hear the girl with corn silk hair mutter as she lets my notebook fall onto the desk and then she saunters away.I roll my eyes at her back."May I look?" asks the pixie and I just nod. Why?I don't know. My notebook is my life story.I draw,write poems and stories, and use it as my diary.I take calming breaths as she flips through she freezes. "Who is this?" She asks in a tight voice. I lean over and glance at the throat tightens. "A old friend" I whisper,pushing away sadness. She keeps staring at the picture.I glare at her and pull my book away from her as the teacher walks in.I already know this so I don't pay attention. I stand up robotically as the bell rings when the teacher finishes his lecture. He signs my slip and then I hurry out of the classroom. English is class,Trig.I frown to myself as I consider ditching. But of course that stupid little voice in my head makes me voice. I take a deep breath and walk into the I instantly regret it.