?After a series of tragic deaths in Shadow Swan's family, the young ginger finds herself being shipped off to Forks, Washington. A town that Shadow hasn't stepped foot in years. Here she finds the prospects of a fresh start awaiting her and the chan...
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WALKING THE ALREADY-VACANT halls of Forks High, Shadow released a string of frustrated curses. Lunch had ended ten minutes prior and she still had no idea where she was going. She turned right, heading down an empty hallway.
By now she would have thought that she'd come across at least one loitering student, but Shadow found herself disappointed by the student body's apparent punctuality.
Pausing by the nearest class, Shadow peered up at the door to check if it matched the number on her schedule. When she found that it didn't, the ginger let out another colourful swear.
Giving up, Shadow turned back to enlist in the help of the office. But, before she could take another step, there was a blinding flash that sent her stumbling back in surprise. Shadow felt her heart pound against her ribs as she rapidly blinked white spots from her sight.
Squinting, she looked in confusion to the boy who'd just taken her photo. His smile was sheepish, but he didn't look very apologetic as he waved his camera at her. Shadow swallowed the spiteful remark that rose to life in her throat.
The world was seriously out to get her.
"Hi," the boy started, running a hand through his messy hair, "sorry about the flash— school newspaper. It's not everyday Forks High gets a new student." He gave Shadow a confident grin.
He was good-looking and not just in his head of nearly-black hair and lopsided smile. He seemed to have little care in the world, unbothered by much else. It was almost annoying, but not quite.
"The name's Eric, by the way." Shadow nodded, a polite smile on her lips as she took his outstretched hand. It felt strange and too formal, but he didn't seem to mind.
When they pulled back, Shadow quickly stuck her hands into her jacket pockets.
"I'm Shadow," she introduced herself, "and photos are fine as long as you get a good angle." It wasn't really fine, but the Swan girl figured that starting an argument over it wasn't in her best interest.
Eric's smile broadened into a grin and Shadow returned it half-heartedly.
Silence fell and, figuring that the encounter was over, the Swan girl made to leave. Though, she was disappointed to find that Eric quickly joined her. She wasn't exactly in the mood to be pestered by a school reporter.
"So, are you having trouble with your schedule?" Eric asked, a hint of sympathy to his voice.
Shadow sighed as she pulled the paper out of her jacket, "Yeah, actually, what gave it away?"
