Moonlit Night
What if there was another Cullen? One who hated Edward so much she would do anything to ruin his relationship with Bella. ANYTHING.
Most people say my feelings are practically written on my face. When I'm bored or upset, I look just like my brother Jasper: brooding and silent. When I'm really happy, I act as carefree and as stupid as Emmett or as playful and as fun, Alice. If you piss me off I look just like a mini-Rosalie, beautiful, dangerous, and like I'm about to kick your ass.
But what I HATE is when people compare me to Edward. That goody-goody, know-it-all, do-no-wrong, brother of mine is so annoying. And the worst part is: in some ways I am just like him. We both love music, we're both super-smart (even by our famiy's standards, and that's saying something), we both are incrediblely opinionated, we're kinda conceited, and we hate to agree especially with each other.
But the main reason we don't get along can be summed up in one word: WEREWOLVES.