This is one of my stories that have come from the many idea prompts that my brain stores. I think this'll be better than my other one _ And sorry if I don't know what an emo does properly or if I stereotyped Bella ;n; Enjoy :D ALSO, THE PROLOGUE IS SO IRRELEVANT THAT I MIGHT JUST DELETE IT IN THE NEAR FUTURE O_O
Summary: Emo Bella doesn't understand why people are so happy. She can't stand it. But popular Edward and his sister Alice are determined to show her how to live. AU, AH. *femslash warning, maybe*
I opened my eyes.. at least I think I did. It's really dark. I squeezed my eyes shit, and "opened" them again. Still darkness. Fear clutched my heart but I tried to force myself to calm down.. unsuccessfully. A thousand thoughts race through my head. What if I've been kidnapped? What if I've gone blind? What if-
My thoughts were cut off as I found myself falling. I must've rolled off of a ledge or something. I let out a shriek, which is also cut off when I hit something, not a second after falling. Oof. The breathe was knocked out of my chest. Where the hell am I? The sleep that was clouding my head mists away, and suddenly I realize. With a scowl on my face I put my arms up and pulled the covers off of my head. I scan my surroundings.
Here I am, laying on my bedroom's floor, wrapped tightly in my covers as though I was a mummy. It's wrapped so tightly that I can't move my legs. Not to mention my curtains are opened, which are almost always closed, and sunlight is streaming in. I grumbled to myself "stupid sunlight" as I untangled myself.
My name is Isabella Marie Swan, also known as Bella, my room is too damn bright, and I hate life.