A/N: So this is just an idea I got... and this is a preview. I was going to post this in a whole one-shot, but my plot goldfish drowned, and so I give you this teaser... if you want me to continue this, review! :D

And yeah, ANOTHER hate-fic. So, Twitards who accidentally click this link, stop reading at the line.

Don't worry, Antis, there will be some bloodshed later. ):D


Somewhere on a street in the small town of Forks, a certain whiny Mary-Sue called Isabella Swan (though don't call her that. Her precious ears can't take it) walked through her front door, humming happily. Usually she had something not-really-wrong wrong in her life that she would bitch about to herself, but now was a special moment. Why? Because she had just visited her boyfriend Edward Cullen.

Edward Cullen just warmed her up and made the bad and chagrining things in life go away. Kinda like drugs. Except Edward was more perfect than drugs. Edward was even more perfect than perfect. If that was possible.

Sighing at the thought of his scintillating skin, Bella collapsed onto her bed and closed her eyes, dreaming sweet, blissful dreams of Edward and her frolicking in a meadow...

...At first, that is.