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Midnight Living

Chapter 1

I turned my radio on and turned up the volume almost to the max before I stepped into the steaming shower. I stood there for a while, relaxing. I ran my hair under the water, then washed it. Decode by Paramore started to play on the radio, so I sang along as I washed my body.

When I got out, I called my two best friends to tell them I was ready. We were going to have a Twilight Movie Marathon and a sleep-over. I ran downstairs to put the popcorn in the microwave.

"Violet and Charlie are on their way!" I called to my mom.

While the popcorn was cooking I ran up to my room and threw my clothes in the hamper and I put Twilight in the DVD player. Right when the previews started, I heard a knock at the door.

"Coming!" I yelled.

I ran downstairs and opened the door. Charlie and Violet were waiting there with large smiles on their faces.

"Let's do this!" Violet exclaimed excitedly.

When I got inside, I told them to go upstairs while the popcorn was cooking. When it was done, I got the parmesan cheese and went upstairs with the popcorn. I sat down on the bed between Charlie and Violet after I pressed play on the DVD player.

"I'd never given much thought to how I would die..." Charlie and I began.

"'Cause I'm not as depressed as you may think I am," Violet added. I just stuck my tongue out at her.

The rest of the movie passed by in the same way. Charlie and I recited the lines while Violet added a joke. When Edward left in New Moon, Charlie and I started to cry. Then, when she sat on the chair later, Violet started the jokes again. And then, when Bella was racing to save Edward in Volterra, we all screamed at the TV telling Bella to go faster.

Then, after about five hours, we made our makeshift beds and got comfortable.

"Night, Violet. Night, Charlie."

"Night," they replied.

The last though I had before I fell asleep was that I hoped I would have a twilight dream.

I woke up to the sound of the soft pitter-patter of rain on my window. I was confused; since when did it rain in California in the middle of June? I opened my eyes. My walls were baby blue and I had yellow curtains. I saw a rocking Chair in the corner and that I was sleeping on a smaller bed than usual. I started freaking out. I looked at my arms, they were paler than usual, and more slender. I grabbed some of my hair and saw that it was brown, not my blond that I was used to. I got up and ran to the bathroom at the end of the hall. I looked in the mirror and discovered what I should have figured out a while ago. I was in Twilight- and I was Isabella Marie Swan.