You are a usual new student at Forks High School. You went there for a few days, you quite liked it. One day before school you stood near your car, leaning on the hood of it, finishing homework for math. “The teacher is a bastard…”, you though. “7 times 28… really?” You continued writing, unaware of the stares everyone would give you. Loght, september rain began, giving more atmosphere of the city you are in. You looked up, seeing an empty parking spot , closer to the enterance. Without hesitation, you walked to the side of the car and hoppped in - starting and moving the car on the other side of the big, long parking lot. When suddenly, you see a “Ram” truck, going on full speed in your way. You can’t do anything but slow down, but it wasn’t enough.