I do not own twilight

The second I woke, I knew something felt wrong.

Drearily I sat up, and scanned my surroundings. The white walls stood out, compared to my purple ones at home. The windows were covered with hand sewn white curtains, not my black store-bought ones.

The room smelled like chocolate chip cookies, and I was wondering if I should ignore the bright light streaming in through the windows and go back to sleep. Then the door heard footsteps cross the white room, and I decided to count them. 12. It took 12 steps to cross this small room.

"God, you're so beautiful Nessie, I can't wait till' you wake up. Then you'll know there's magic in the world. You're my magic Nessie."

Creepy. That's all I can say. What he said was absolutely creepy. At that moment I knew I had to run away. His head was resting on my chest, and he didn't seem to want to move for a while, so I thought I had some time to devise a plan.

This is my crazy plan: as soon as he leaves I tie my sheets together and open the window. Then, I tie my sheets to the four poster bed and through the sheets out the window. Then I simply write a quick note saying 'bye, you guys are creepy, please don't try to find me (PS I'm calling the cops)' and jump out the window. Simple, its got to work right?

Then maybe I could run to the nearest gas station, find out where I am, and then call 911. I can run pretty fast, I mean, I am the fastest runner in my track team.

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, I could hear the creaking of the door, and a deep voice saying:

"Jake, Sam wants you for a minute"

The creepy guy, whose name must have been Jake, replied by saying a simple ok, then very slowly lifting his head off my chest and walking away. Very. Slowly.

When he was five steps out the door, and the door was closed I jumped up quietly and quickly got to work. Of course I could still hear the mumblings outside the door:

Jake wanted to check on me because he heard a "scary noise" and the other guy insisted Sam needed him immediately.

They continued walking, and I continued working. I was ready to slide down the sheets in about two minutes. Of course, the world just wants me to be captured, because a tall guy, who was probably Jake, opened the door slowly at first, then when he saw I wasn't there, faster until it was fully opened and slammed against the wall.

Our eyes locked from across the room, and a flood of memories came rushing back to me, but I had to ignore them. I would check through them later, right now I concentrated on the fear in jakes eyes.

A smirk appeared on my face, as I dropped out the window. Reaching the ground in two seconds, I began to run. And run. And run.