a/n hello again. It's been a while, hasn't it? Honestly, this one is kinda unplanned except for the beginning. No idea where I'm going with it but right now I'm excited about the idea. It's going to be awesome. Of course, a lot of my newer stories may have a similar underlying theme…Seth.

Disclaimer: It's been a few months, and I STILL don't own Twilight. Pretty sure it will never happen, sadly…

Change: It Sucks, But I Don't

The aches and pains relentlessly ruin my day even further as I head home from my grandpa's funeral. I sit in the car next to my grumpy sister and behind my overly-perfumed grandma. Ugh. I hate funerals, I hate death, and right now I pretty much hate everything.

"Phoebe!" Melanie yells, exasperated, "Mom asked you if you wanted something from 7-11."

"Sorry!" I snapped, "I'm fine."

Melanie grumbled about my attitude, but I ignored her as I rubbed my shoulder, trying to soothe it.

When we got home, Melanie went straight for my laptop, setting me off. I screamed and yelled, and she screamed and yelled back, and my mom finally got between us and—guess what she did—screamed and yelled at both of us. She mainly yelled at me, telling me to stop with the attitude.

"I hate you!" I screamed and turned around, running upstairs and stomping my feet.

As I changed out of my formal clothes and into some shorts and a black tank top, I became paranoid. What was wrong with me? I'm not like this…why am I such a mean person these days? Even Thalia, my cat and little princess, seems to stay away from me more often now than before.

And it's not like my grandpa's death caused it either. This entire thing started before he died.

"Phoebe!" Mom calls.

"What!" I almost growl down the stairs, scowling from the banister at the top.

"Relax! I was just going to ask if you wanted anything from anywhere."

"No, I'm fine," I say, but add, "But Thalia and Jack could use some food."

"Fine, but don't get angry at us later on if you can't find what you want," She walks out the door.

Not fifteen minutes later, my sister is calling down to me, "Phoebe! Mom wants to know what kind of cat food she should get, there's Frisky's, Meow Mix…"

"Is she at the store that has Fresh Pet Select for cats?" I call down, annoyed.

She relays the question, "Yeah, she's there. Should she get that? What flavor?"

"Yes, duh, it's the cat's favorite. Ocean Whitefish," I say as I go back into my room and lay on my bed to pet Jack.

"Phoebe!" Melanie yells again as soon as I sit down.

"What?" I yell back down as I storm back to the banister.

"Do you want Jimmy Johns for dinner?"

"Sure! Whatever! Leave me the hell alone!"

And again, I get back to my room just in time to get called back out. This time, by my grandma.

"Phoebe, you want me to make you some ramen?" she asks.

"Mom's getting Jimmy John's on the way home! Now leave me alone!"

Another thirty minutes, and mom calls me down to get the food.

"Turkey Tom, right?" I ask.

"Yeah."

I go to my room with the sandwich, hoping I can get an hour of peace. But, alas, my dream escapes me within ten minutes when my grandma comes into my room with more food.

"I'm not hungry!" I almost shriek, at the end of my fuse, "Are you trying to make me fat?"

I actually was hungry…but I could get my own food, I wasn't five! She didn't need to sneak me oranges in the middle of the night like she used to.

"Fine, fine," she walks out, "At least take the juice."

"I'm not thirsty!"

And to think it was only six. Four more hours before they would leave me alone, assuming I had gone to bed.

"Fine, fine," She says again, leaving.

Ten minutes later, she came back in and asked me if I wanted anything to eat.

"NO!" I scream, stomping out of my room, around her, and down the stairs, "I want you all to leave me the hell alone!"

"Where are you going?" She asks as I put on my orange flip flops.

"OUT! So you people can't BOTHER me anymore!" I shriek an unintelligent noise and storm out the door.

a/n so…this is only the beginning. Again, a first chapter which has no mention of Twilight in it. But don't worry, it's coming up next chapter. Like always. And no, no big move in this story. I can't say the same about Volturi, since I don't really have a PLAN for this story yet.