Disclaimer-this story is loosely attached to Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series. No copyright infringement intended

A Red Sunset

CHAPTER ONE: Make or Break

Today was a good day. The Seattle sun was out for a change. I didn't have college today. And Simon had just called, asking me to meet him at the nearby park, putting a gorgeous cherry on top of this gorgeous day. I sang to myself as I rambled about the apartment, thinking of Simon. His eyes were a piercing sunny blue. Those gorgeous eyes contrasted nicely with his inky, neat black hair. After one year with him I still don't believe I could honestly give a detailed description of his body, because my main focus in him, in anyone, was eyes. Eyes are the window to the soul. You can learn a lot about a person by looking into their eyes. You can see if the smile they just smiled reached the eyes, you can see their general mood, you can tell just a glimpse of their personality. You might say I have an obsession with eyes. Actually you could say a lot about me. Me, Jane Swan. You could say my brown eyes were too big. You could say that my dark mahogany hair was a little out of whack. You could say that even though I had just turned twenty, I still loved like a teenager. You could say I was different, maybe even slightly cracked and violent. Well, the list goes on. But behind all those observations I'm just your ordinary crazy college student. The only thing above average about me was my number of luckless romances. I kid you not when I tell you I've had hundreds of romances die almost as soon as they started. Starting around thirteen, I haven't had one romance that I would call a romance. I'd actually had so many break-ups and heartbreaks that my mind had made a defense against the sadness. Instead of the pain, and disappointment I luckily get numbness. I don't feel sad when he tells me he doesn't love me. I just go numb. Of course eventually I have to show my feelings on the last guy, whoever it was. But not until I wanted to. Simon was different. We met at a friend's housewarming party, and he'd commandeered my brain ever since. I was pretty crazy for him. Simon wouldn't fail me. Well, hopefully not. My cell phone rang, interrupting my speculations.