Disclaimer: I don’t own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.

Note: to all my reviewers for ‘High School Insanity’ uh…I won’t be abandoning that story because of this. I am finding time for both stories and my school work. Sorry if I won’t be updating anytime soon because I have to spend all vacation working on our theater play for the school come back.

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I always told myself that everything takes time. Everything has its own way of coming to life, and that all things have been set since the beginning.

“God, Bella, stop daydreaming there, pig head!” one of my best friends yelled over the kitchen. Was I in a trance again? Lalalala who cares?

“Bella, if you don’t get your little ass in here, I will” gulp. That was Rose. Sheesh! What’s with these two women?

“Whatever moms” I emphasized. I know they’d get pissed. Especially Alice, oh Alice. She was the youngest of the three of us. Rose didn’t mind (anymore) being called a mom coz she was the maternal figure watching over Alice and angel me (coughNotTruecough).

I entered the dining room/kitchen and found Rose and Alice preparing the food. Of course, klutzy me would never fit here. I was more on the one who keeps the entire place clean except the kitchen.

“Hello sweetie” Alice said through gritted teeth, glaring at my outfit. She obviously wasn’t satisfied.

“What?” I asked innocently as I sat down. Self-conscious, I ran my vision up and down my clothes. I was wearing a black shirt that says: ‘EMOs AREN’T ALWAYS THE SAME, they’re not always blacks an angel is standing in front of you’,baggy camouflage pants up to my legs and black and red Chuck Taylor’s.

“We are going shopping, Swan” pixie stated like it was shop or die thingy.

“Whatever, Brandon” I replied lazily. I munched on the bacon she made quickly and abruptly stood up.

“Whoa, what’s the hurry Bells? Got a date?” Rosalie teased.

“Actually, Rose, unlike you, I am not pretty so, I don’t have a date” I said and blew my bangs away from pace. Rosalie frowned,

“Silly girl, never looked at the mirror” she commented. I rolled my eyes and hurried to my room. They probably know where I’m going now. Knowing them…they’d probably knew it earlier than I did.

Once I reached my black room with red checkers (1) on it, I instantly examined my face in the full body mirror. I maybe emo but I still am a girl. I stared at myself at the mirror. Well let’s see, what’s there to see? Hmmm…dull brown hair tied into a ponytail, bangs that cover almost half of my face, dull brown eyes that matched my hair, albino skin. Nothing special about me. I was emo and proud of it. I smirked as I stretched my right hand, only to see so many scars etched on it. Renée and Charlie hated it when I cut, but they couldn’t do anything about it because I’m 18. Ha! Take that mother effing parents!

I heard my phone ring and ‘teenagers’ blasted through my entire room,

“What the hell, Jacob!?!” I snapped.

“Nice greeting, Bells.” Jacob replied sarcastically.

“What?!” I asked, annoyed.

“Well, fine, if you don’t like”

“Get on it with it, Black!”

“Alright, alright, jeez. Anyways, I was planning on leaving for a camping with Embry and Quil tomorrow, hey gotta have some fun, but, err…it would be sorta lonely tonight. Wanna cut wrists?” rephrase: wanna come over tonight and grab some eggs and tissues and pick up Seth so that we could destroy Paul and Rachel’s lovely bungalow house?

“Yeah, sure” I said. I really don’t have anything planned for tonight aside from going to my school and getting my perfectly A plus grades. Hey! No one said an emo can’t be a topnotch! So, I fixed my shirt a little bit then went over to my table where I grabbed the round black and red bracelets and my black watch along with my blackberry and my red iPod. Jeez…I really hate black and red, don’t I (Note: sense the sarcasm?)?

I literally tripped my way down to the living room where Rose and Alice were rudely interrupted.

“Uh…hi?” I said sheepishly. They both shook their heads.

“Where you going, Bells?” Alice asked, I beamed,

“Well, I’m going over to school to get my card that I forgot to pick up, then you got the whole house for yourselves.”

“Hmmm…cutting wrists again, Bells?” Rose mused.

“Yup” I nodded and then went over to the doorway to fish for my car and house keys. I found the red car key and the black house key and placed them in my pocket along with my gadgets. I whistled ‘Leavin’ by Jessy McCartney on my way to the garage and instantly found my shining old Chevy truck. It was shabby, compared to Rose’s BMW and Alice’s Porsche 911 Turbo, but heck, it was worth it being shabby. At least I don’t have problems with having it car washed if I drove to a mud puddle.

Lalalala walking slowly to my car. Slowly, slow- okay! Sheesh. I ran to my car and quickly opened it, inserting my keys and driving away. Zoom! I went! Yaya! Ahahahaha it’s so nice out here! It’s raining like hell, ah, perfect! Lalalalala.

Whoops! There goes my school, oh well!

I walked towards the main building of Forks High School where I was greeted by a pissed looking janitor who would seem like he just mopped the floor and my muddy converse left my mark. History shall know me! I grinned sheepishly and at him and scurried off to the principal’s office where my beloved card was waiting.

I knocked twice and I heard someone say ‘Come in’.

I poked my head and so good old principal-err, what’s his name?- smiling there at me.

“Good morning, principal” I said nervously, realizing I forgot his name. he smiled and handed me a white card. Gah! I hate white!

“Here’s your Report Card, Miss Swan. May I know why you failed to get it from class?” he asked.

“Well, sir, I was absent that day because my flight for Jacksonville was for that day. It was a non-refundable ticket, sir” I said politely. He nodded and then cleared his throat,

“Very well, Ms. Swan, you’re free to go. Sorry to interrupt you on a Saturday, but, we have to give our topnotch her card, eh?” he teased and I laughed.

“Thanks again, sir” I said quickly then run off. I swore I heard him mutter a ‘kids nowadays’. Sheesh! You’re not leaving in the Flower Power anymore sir! Stupid old man. I made my way to my shabby truck then I found something shiny standing there right beside my baby.

Oh with all his glory, was Edward’s Volvo and of course Mr. Adonis himself, Edward Anthony Cullen.

“Hey, Cullen wazzup man?” I asked him lazily but he acted as if I wasn’t even there! Hmpf! Fine then, if you don’t wanna talk with me, then don’t! I got into my car when I heard the glass tapping beside me, “What?!” I demanded.

“Open up, emo” I heard velvet voice tease me. I turned my head and then opened my window,

“What the hell do you want, Cullen?”

“Well hello to you too” I sighed. He was annoying me to the ends of the earth. I swear he would be the death of me.

“Look, Cullen, I have an appointment now and I have to go, so will you please just get over with what you have to say!?” I pleaded.

“Seriously woman, it’s freezing out here, open the door, will ya!?” he banged on my door loudly so I opened the passenger’s seat. He quickly got in. I stared at him. His messy bronze hair was damp and the tips were glistening against the poor fluorescence of my car. His lips were slightly parted, as if he was panting or shivering, so I turned on the heater.

“Okay, talk” I ordered.

“Impatient now are we? Anyway, do you know Tanya Denali?”

“Queen bitch? Of course I do!” I retorted as if it was the obviousest thing in the world. Obviousest isn’t even a word but ha! Take that English dictionary!

“Well…do you know where she lives?” clank. What was that? My brain is functioning? Gasp! It is? I’m so proud! Sniff. Oh wait, where was I? Oh right. Decline.

“Huh? What the hell is that supposed to mean!?” I asked stupidly, although I pretty much know what it means.

“It means-” They say that teenagers care the living sh*t out of me. They get careless as long as I wanna bleed. Sheet! That’s my phone,

“Jake wazzup?”

“Where the hell are you?”

“Listen, Jake. Tell Seth I’d be late for a while, m-kay? I think I’d just catch up over your sister’s house. But don’t cut wrists without me!” I warned. Edward stiffened,

“You cut wrists?” he asked as I placed my blackberry back over to my pocket. I grinned deviously inside, oh-ho-ho. I think I’d mess up with him a little. I extended both of my hands to show him all the scars I have. Some of them were cut, most of them were accidental. Tee-hee. Edward gulped.

“What? Never seen an emo’s hands before?” I wondered.

“No, but, why so many?”

“Because my friend, I am an emotionally motivated output, that’s why”

“What? That doesn’t make sense” he said.

“And so do you! Would you just tell me what the hell you want so that I could get over to my friends?” I snapped.

“Could you drive me over to Tanya’s first?”

“No”

“What? Why?”

“One, she hates me, I hate her; two, it would cost me trouble; three, what is it to me!?” I yelled at him and got out of my car. I yanked the passenger seat open and glared at him. I was pissed. Jeez for crying out loud what’s wrong with this guy!? “Get out!” I ordered him. He glowered at me and jumped off my truck, his figure towering over me.

“Gee Bella, I can’t even ask a favor from you” he spat.

“Listen, Cullen, I have no idea why you suddenly think that you could run along to me and tell me to go do something for you then lalalalalalala you leave. Bah! Annoying people!” I stormed off to my car and turned on the ignition. I heard the noisy revving of the engine and knew it was my key to go. I stomped on the gas pedal hard and the car went over 70. Heck, I don’t know how long it would take for the car to get destroyed but oh well! I was going over to Jacob Black. The best mechanist there is.

I reached La Push after two agonizing hours.

“JACOB!!!!!!!!!!” I yelled frantic as I ran towards the red house. Billy opened the door and rolled towards me,

“What’s the matter, Bella?” he asked, concern coloring in his tone. I forgot that I could be interrupting Billy as well if I began screaming like an idiot here at the Blacks.

“So sorry to interrupt Billy, but, is Jake here?”

“Yeah I’m here” Jacob’s husky voice replied. I glanced around and grinned at him,

“Hey now kids, whatever you’re planning, don’t blame me if Rachel throws a fit or something” Billy chuckled as he rolled his way back to the house. Jacob beamed,

“So?”

“You ready?”

“Yep, so is Seth”

“Where’s he?”

“Over there already. He has to go ahead of us. The Clearwaters would be here anytime soon so we had to get Seth outta here. Don’t worry. Everything’s with him already. He even has my rabbit” Jake said. I examined his homemade garage and sure enough, the Rabbit, his pride and joy, was not there.

“O-kay! Let’s go before Leah bombards us with questions” we laughed and hurried to the Chevy truck. I sped up towards Rachel’s house and instantly found Seth’s big figure across the house. I parked my truck at the nearby forest and got down. We hurried over to Seth and noticed him looking down over the horizon. The sun cast a shadow on the three of us as Jake and I tried to follow Seth’s eyes.

“They’re not here” Seth said. And then, all our happiness flowed away.

How were we to survive if there was no one to annoy!? Oh wonderful! I should’ve decided to agree to Edward. Nice…what a start.

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Me: okay, first Twilight fic. Not really. The first was ‘The Untouched’ but it sucked like hell so I deleted it. So, now, this is my first. Don’t ya worry guys. I’ll update as soon as I can, m-kay? Just review me or I won’t update. Trust me. And heck, if you wanna make sure, ask my reviewers of ‘High School Insanity’ if I’m lying.

Bloody hell, this sure is a start! I hope…