Early to school (Open)

[Luciana Fraye]

Stood in the cold, Luciana Fraye waved goodbye to her mother as she drove off toward the highway. She pulled her hood over her head protecting her straightened hair from the drizzle of rain, not wanting her hair to go frizzy. Luciana sat herself down on the wall just outside the school gates, being early to school as usual. Her mother had rushed off to take her younger sister to her kindergarten and then off to Seattle to work. Luciana didn't have her own car just yet so was dropped off to school by her mother usually, although at times she would walk either with friends or alone.

Luciana let out a sigh of relief to be away from her house, it was a Monday morning and she hadn't been out of her small home during the weekend, having to look after her younger sister whilst her mother worked on Friday and Saturday, having to clean the house on Sunday. Luciana looked around squinting through the rain as it began to become heavier and heavier, she was used to it of course and didn't mind it one bit, she loved the smell it made when it hit concrete or grass.

Luciana turned her head round watching as a few old cars made their way around the block toward the parking lot not realizing how cold she really was until she began to shiver, yet she stayed in her same position, frozen.

[Rosalie Hale]

I'm dealing with scars
Just trying to see who we are
Nobody said it would be easy
Fighting your way through another day

Rosalie sped into the parking lot, paying no attention to the yellow signs that informed her that she was supposed to yield or the fact that she pushing her car fast enough to be considered driving recklessly from a police officer. Considering the daily risks she took, driving a little faster than what the state recommended was the least of her problems. Besides, it was something to do. On top of which, it seemed like such a waste of time to just sit in a car for the long drive as her convertible crawled along the roads, when the car was capable of going so much faster. It didn't matter that the roads were slick with the pouring rain. Although it was quite a shame that Rosalie had to be hidden beneath the cover of her car as to not ruin the interior of her precious car.

The blond vampire had felt the need to escape the house particularly early that morning. The night had dragged on for what seemed like would be an eternity, and at the first reasonable opportunity, Rosalie had fled the house in the safety of her red BMW. She had taken the long route to school, hoping to ease the clock into flipping through its numbers faster. It was a rare and odd occasion when Rosalie was actually looking forward to the dull classes Forks High School offered, but today was one of those days.

Rosalie exited her car with quick motions. Carelessly fast, Rosalie escaped her car in an effort to avoid getting any raindrops on the interior of her car. The door gave a slam in protest, but her efforts did prove a rather successful result. Moments later, a large umbrella was shielding Rosalie from the down pour that was all too familiar to Forks. It was a simple yet elegant black umbrella: nothing to fancy, but it got the job done.

With an odd heir of grace, Rosalie navigated her way over to the school gates where she was somewhat startled to find another person sitting. Sure, the vampire had noticed the other cars pulling into the parking lot, but the fact that other students might have come just as early as she had left residue of shock on her features. Vaguely, she wondered what they might be trying to escape.

Rosalie stood next to the girl, her large umbrella still protecting her hair and consequently the girl whose space Rosalie had just invaded. The vampire was silent, although she could feel the tension building. Rosalie wasn't too fond of silence, especially when it wasn't a purposeful result of something.

I think I know how you feel
Looking for something that matters
Keeping it together when it's all been shattered
We all want something real

((Something Real by American Hi-Fi))

[Luciana Fraye]

Luciana sat there humming tunelessly, her eyes watching rain drops fall into a puddle at her feet, watching the water ripple, her eyes illuminated the effect rippling as the water did, her eyes the same dull gray tone. Luciana bit her bottom lip, her mind a million miles from where her body was, not thoughts ran through her mind though, it was simply quiet, the only thing that brought her back though was the feel of no cold rain against her pale skin.

She looked up slightly startled, she knew that the rain couldn't stop so abruptly, she was too used to it slowly dying out on cold morning likes these. Luciana looked to her side now, wanting to know who was holding out with umbrella, the wind sweeping in such a sweet smell from that direction. Luciana's eyes almost bulged as to her dismay, Rosalie Hale was stood beside her.

Everybody knew that name, it was on every guys tongue in the corridors and almost included in every conversation and being so close to the beautiful girl Luciana could finally understand what was so special about her. She was beautiful, although Luciana hated to admit it; she wasn't like every other girl in the school, her skin was flawless, her features those that belonged elsewhere, not a small dark place like Forks. A catwalk somewhere.

Luciana sat there, trying to find her voice to say something, she cleared her throat quickly, trying to force the words about before Rosalie could become bored and leave. "H-hello." She said hoping to be heard over the splashes of tires in the rain.

[Rosalie Hale]

Rosalie glanced down at the girl as she stuttered a greeting. The blond vampire wasn't accustomed to conversing with humans, but today she was in a rather sympathetic mood. Mostly for herself, mind you, and her own recent obstacles she was facing with her family, but nonetheless it still carried over into out of the house. Escaping the company of the Cullen family that morning had put Rosalie in a better mood than normal. The long night had cleared her mind slightly, reviving her hope that everything would settle down, and without crossing paths with anyone and letting them put a damper on her even more confused yet preferable mind, Rosalie wasn't as quite bitter today. Her emotions ran more along the lines of self-pity and thoughtful.

"Hello," Rosalie said with a polite smile. Her golden eyes looked down at the human. This time, instead of simply acknowledging her presence, Rosalie noted the different things about the girl. It was more force of habit, really, instead of a necessity at the time. It was a thing she had only become accustomed to in the years after she was transformed. You would be surprised at how many people you can meet in a lifetime, let alone the looming possibility of an eternity. Especially when it came down to vampires that would be there just as long as yourself if they played their cards right. So, to cure the dilemma, Rosalie searched for identifiable features that would stick in her mind. It helped now as a vampire that she had heightened senses, of course.

"I'm Rosalie. Rosalie Hale," she added simply, the manners her mother installed in her coming forth. Even though it wouldn't surprise her if the girl already knew her name like seemingly the rest of the school did. The Cullens were the newcomers and consequently, for some reason, the students deemed them appropriate for gossip. The rumors that brushed the vampire's sensitive ears were both annoying and humorous, depending n Rosalie's mood.

"I'm getting sick of the rain," added the vampire by way of conversation with a soft laugh that sounded more like chimes in the breeze than an actual laugh. Rosalie looked toward the sky for a brief moment, recognizing the dreary looking clouds. Her conversation skills were poor, a fact Rosalie didn't exactly rejoice in. She had been reduced to talking about the weather. How much more boring could you get? "But at least you don't have to check the weather forecast most days."