#when i have a baby i Will be putting my giant black wings on beforehand

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

[night-night-nyx]

Pale Flame - Chapter 01

First Day and First Impressions

Authors note: HI!!! I’m back for a bit. I just got back from a camping trip. Anyway hope you enjoy the chapter.

Word count: 1,256

Hi, I'm Willow Swan and this is my story. A little about me, you'd expect me to be a redhead like the awful woman who gave birth to me or a brunette like my amazing dad and obnoxious womb mate *cough* sorry my evil twin sister Bella, but nope. I inherited the platinum blonde like my auntie, Narcissa. My hair was floor length and wavy.

I got the good genes compared to my door looking sister. I have an hourglass figure and had the perfect bubble butt along with just the right size perky breasts. I had vibrant blue eyes that stood out brightly on my pale porcelain doll face. Along with soft pink colored lips that are full.

Well this was how I’d describe myself before everything happened.

My hair is still long but it is now pitch black. My eyes are now a dull grey color, and my already pale skin became paler. Also my magnificent pure white wings turned black and blue. Plus, instead of wearing my normal color(bright/pastel/baby blue) I’ve stuck to blacks or navy blues.

On my seventeenth-birthday I came into my inheritance. I’m what’s known as a Veela. Which means I gained giant white wings. Downside is that I attracted men to me more than I did beforehand. I can also morph into swans, snakes, horses, and even wolves. However, unlike most Veela’s I don’t turn into the harpy-like creature when angry, though I still can throw fireballs. Finally like all creatures I also get a mate.

But that’s enough about me onto my story.

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Willow’s POV

I'm finally home and I'm done with the magical world of Britain; I’ll still visit friends and family but that’s it. I don’t want to be a part of the world that helped destroy me. So here I am back in Forks, Washington.

Even though I already graduated, I decided I was going to go to Forks Highschool and make friends my age here in America.

When I was getting ready for my first day I decided I would wear a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a random graphic-T, and my oversized black hoodie that had the dark mark on it. I also paired it with a pair of heel boots in black. My hair being floor length could get in the way, so I decided to put it into a long warrior style braid shortening it somewhat. I put on purple lipstick before sticking it in my backpack and walking down stairs.

Knowing what gossip is like in this small town, I wanted to get to school early. With that being said I grabbed a protein shake (that I made the night before), then I left.

As I was getting to the door, I grabbed the keys to my bike. I had it shipped a week before I got home. My car should be here in a week or so. As I left the house I locked the door behind me. I put my stuff in the compartments on my bike, and hopped on the bike to start her up, making my way to school.

I got there an hour early, and went to the office to get my schedule and the school map. I learned where everything was within 15 minutes. This place was way smaller compared to Hogwarts. I had my schedule memorized in 5 minutes.

Meaning I still had 40 minutes before school starts. I headed back to my bike to grab my shake and drink it, before grabbing a dark arts and rituals book glamoured as a Percy Jackson book. With my earbuds in, listening to a random alternative playlist full blast.

I sensed people starting to arrive, so I checked the time to see school starts in 20 minutes. I looked around scanning the crowd, when I saw fancy cars which stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the rust buckets around them.

I watched as beautiful people stepped out of the cars. They were unrealistically beautiful, meaning they were some kind of creature, but they definitely weren’t Veela’s like me.

I stiffened when I saw the last one get out of the car immediately looking away.

‘It can’t be him- but it is’ I fought myself ‘He died. You saw the body. Your mate is gone, and you have to live with the knowledge you couldn’t save him- but he looks and smells just like him- NO HE IS GONE- STOP! it’s him you just want to fight it because you don’t want to accept the fact he left you and came to America.’

I ignored them completely, and went back to my own thing. Well until I felt someone eyeing me, looking up I made eye contact with the one person I wanted to ignore most. This made me roll my eyes and look away just as the bell rang.

‘Breathe, you got this’ I told myself as I walked up the steps, and through the doors heading to my first class. Art. I took a seat in the back of the class; I watched people file into class slowly.

One of the beautiful “people” walked in and sat down next to me, unfortunately. Thankfully I had my earbuds still in so she didn’t try and talk to me. Finally, the teacher walked in, so I took out my earbuds.

“Quite up everyone, we have a new student,” she said, before asking, “Where are you honey?”

I stood up from my seat in the back and said, “I’m here.” Then I walked to the front of the classroom.

“Well then introduce yourself,” she told me.

So that is exactly what I did-

I stood stone faced and with a monotone voice I spoke “Hello, I’m Willow. I was born here in Forks, and lived here until I was 11. For the last six years I have been in England, for a boarding school. I stayed with my aunt, uncle and cousin during the summer.”

After saying that I gave the teacher the slip to sign, and headed back to the back of the class.

“Hi, I’m Alice Cullen," the petite girl, from the family of gorgeous people, said with a little too much energy.

‘She’s adorable’ I thought. “Nice to meet you Alice,” I greeted out loud.

Throughout this class we talked a lot about literally nothing and everything. She had invited me to sit with her at lunch, and how could I decline. Even if he was there.

‘Nah he won’t bug me I’ll ignore him and get to know everyone else’ I thought.

My next classes went by quickly; though I had a few with some of the other Cullens/Hales they weren’t in my last class.

They were super cool(literally). I discovered that Jasper and Alice were a thing; while Emmet and Rosalie were as well. That’s when I figured they were vampires: the only thing that threw me off was their eyes weren’t red.

Anyway now it’s lunchtime and I was walking to the cafeteria alone because I didn’t have friends in my last class. I made it in without being noticed, thank the gods.

Alice came up to me and pointed out their table so I knew where to go once I got my food.

Once I was headed to the table something happened that infuriated me…

Cliffhanger…

Beta reader/editor: @sociallyakwardnerd Hope y’all enjoyed the chapter sorry it was late I haven’t had internet.