Broken Forever (Chapter Two) by TwilightFanFiction, literature
Literature
Broken Forever (Chapter Two)
It started with the Juniors.
I felt a ton of eyes staring me down as everyone walked by to their next class. Eric told them I was a student starting tomorrow, and suddenly I was crowded. People squeezed in left and right, all trying to see if the story was true. "Whoa"'s and "Oh my gosh"'es echoed from the walls as the entire student body went dead quiet.
I shifted my weight uneasily, looking up from the floor and giving a small smile to the crowd. Most of them smiled back gently, others couldn't stop staring.
Eric cleared his throat, "This is Grace. You'll have plenty of time to talk to her tomorrow, unless you'd rather scare her away.
"Please, please, please, Mrs. Cope! I know I can do something, please don't make me switch!"
One of my first lines of my first day at Forks High School. Of course the they would notice me picking up my schedule.
"I'm sorry, sweetie, but with your condition, I don't think gym class would be a very good idea." She looked so sympathetic.
"At least give me a chance! I can throw and catch! I could shoot a basketball, or keep score..." I kept pleading. Just because I couldn't run, didn't mean I couldn't do other things. I hated being weak.
Mrs. Cope sighed and smiled gently, getting up from her small desk and coming over to put a hand on my
Broken Forever (Chapter Two) by TwilightFanFiction, literature
Literature
Broken Forever (Chapter Two)
It started with the Juniors.
I felt a ton of eyes staring me down as everyone walked by to their next class. Eric told them I was a student starting tomorrow, and suddenly I was crowded. People squeezed in left and right, all trying to see if the story was true. "Whoa"'s and "Oh my gosh"'es echoed from the walls as the entire student body went dead quiet.
I shifted my weight uneasily, looking up from the floor and giving a small smile to the crowd. Most of them smiled back gently, others couldn't stop staring.
Eric cleared his throat, "This is Grace. You'll have plenty of time to talk to her tomorrow, unless you'd rather scare her away.
"Please, please, please, Mrs. Cope! I know I can do something, please don't make me switch!"
One of my first lines of my first day at Forks High School. Of course the they would notice me picking up my schedule.
"I'm sorry, sweetie, but with your condition, I don't think gym class would be a very good idea." She looked so sympathetic.
"At least give me a chance! I can throw and catch! I could shoot a basketball, or keep score..." I kept pleading. Just because I couldn't run, didn't mean I couldn't do other things. I hated being weak.
Mrs. Cope sighed and smiled gently, getting up from her small desk and coming over to put a hand on my