Beet Heart Lullaby by RacketGhost.pdf

Fanfiction Based On Characters From Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Series

Rated M for Mature

Beet Heart Lullaby

By RacketGhost/Nightshade713

Summary: I was not exceptional in any way...

Chapter One

I was not a hip girl.

I was looked over and passed up on more times than I cared to count. I was sweet sixteen,

seventeen, eighteen— nokisses.Ididn’thavemanyfriends.Icouldcountthemononehandand

still have room to spare. I never wore baby blue eye-shadow or even carried a purse until I was a

junior in high school; and it was only because of that time when I bled all over the chair in my

World History class during a presentation by a Holocaust survivor, after which my grandmother

suggested that I carry tampons in something smaller than my knapsack. But even then it was a

worn, denim hand-me-down that was more brown than blue and a far, far cry from those Louis-

Vuitton counterfeits my peers carried.

But I was happy.

Iwashappylivinginmyfather’slittlehouseattheedgeofasmokywoodwithmylittle

grandmother shrinking away outside in her garden. It was full-time work taking care of her vacant

mindthatlzheimer’shadleftbehind.Dadneededlookingaftertoo— I cooked the meals and

cleaned the house and did the laundry and looked after the Lepidoptera and occasionally even

weeded the garden.

I was old for my grade but made decent marks and never had so much as a detention in all my days

atForksHigh.I’dnevergottenaparkingticket,oraspeedingticket,andhadhelddownasteadyjob

atNewton’soutdoorsport shop since I was old enough to work. I was just starting my senior year

of high school and I was a model daughter, student, blossoming young woman.

I was not a hip girl. I was not exceptionally tall, or thin, or fat, or short. I was not rebellious, or noisy.

I was never rumored over, or picked upon, or popular. I crossed my legs at the ankle and was polite

even to people that I did not like. I wore modest clothes that I had rescued from the goodwill.

I was not exceptional in any way.

Which in retrospectmakesmerealizethat’swhytheyneversuspectedmeatall.