I don't know if I have to do a disclaimer because, yeah, I'm new. But I saw people who did this before, so I will too. (I'm gonna be a lemming! :) ) I AM NOT STEPHENIE MEYER. NOT EVEN CLOSE!

Surprise… Or Not

Surprise… Or Not?

All I could feel was pain. A pain like I have never felt before, a pain that was like fire coursing through my veins. I could vaguely remember what happened to cause this much pain.

I distinctly remember driving in my red Chevy truck, the car barreling down the road. I remember that I was supposed to go to my friend Angela's party. I also remember parking a block away from her house so that I could surprise her without the loud bang of my truck giving me away. I got out of the cab and into the dark and cold night. I parked under a streetlight, so I could partly see what was in front of me.

I walked past several houses until I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on edge. It felt like I was being watched. I quickly twirled around in my place to see who or what was watching me. I didn't see anyone on the street, but that didn't settle my fears. I quickened my pace so that I was on the brink of a run. I didn't remember much after that.

I writhed with pain on the street, waiting to die.

Okay, this is the first part... I know it's short, but I want to see how you guys will react. I won't move on further than chapter two if you guys don't like it, I don't want to torture you.

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