Ch1

"Where am I?"

"Why am I here?"

"And WHAT ARE YOU!?"

I stared at the angel…thing.

It gave me an un-amused frown.

"My name is Gabriel. I am your guardian angel. This is the land between life and death. You're here because you died." He informed me. "I also don't like being refer to as an 'It'." He said, still frowning.

The angel…Gabriel had long golden hair that was pulled back in a high ponytail. His eyes were pale blue, and of course, he had wings, big White wings. He was also pale.

What the thing…angel…Gabriel said was not very hard to believe since I was floating in the sky. There were plenty of clouds making it look like a fairytale. I could not see the top or bottom. Hmmm…that would be a long fall

*Ahem. Gabriel coughed trying to get my attention.

"Normally you would have gone to heaven or hell, but your death was, unnecessary, selfless, regretless, and most of all noble."

"Huh?! What do you mean by…all of that? Then again how did I die?" Why can't I remember.

*sigh "he said this might happen" he muttered. "I'll make your mind get a flashback" before I could protest, I mean really, who wants to see their own death, he touched his pointer finger at my forehead.

FLASHBACK

Listening to Yiruma on her mp3 player, a 17-year-old Dayanne walked down the street. She notices a small boy playing whit his ball. She smiled softly at him. How cute, maybe after she got a steady job she would adopt a child.

She crossed the street taking of her earphones(AN;NEVER cross the street when listening to music); she was going to call her 'twilight addicted' best friend. She would have continued had she not heard "WHATCH OUT!" she whirled around at the shout wondering what was wrong, when she saw something that made her blood run cold. The little boy had bounced his ball into the street. That's not what scared her though, it was the fact that he ran after it, putting himself in front of a speeding truck.

Not thinking her body moved on its own. There would not be enough time to get him out of the way so she did the next best thing.

She used her body as a shield.

Holding the boy tightly against her chest the truck hit her from behind, destroying her entire back. The last thing she remembered was the boy squirming in her arms.

End of flashback.

"Ouch. Do you have any idea how it feels like to have your entire body mangled up by an oversize truck." Gabriel just shrugged his shoulders. "I don't either. My body must have been paralyzed because I felt no pain." She added blankly. Gabriel just rolled his eyes at her. "On a serious note, this kind of thing only happens in movies."

"Anyways you are being given a second chance at life." He paused, waiting for a reaction. When I gave none his eyes twitched. "Right…" but before he could continue I cut him off, "What do you mean by regretless? I definitely left a whole bunch of stuff unresolved back home."

"When you felt the boy move in your arms after the accident, did you regret saving his life?" not waiting for an answer he continued.

"Have fun and don't do anything stupid" He then disappeared.

I would have been content to stay floating in the sky, it was rather peaceful there. But noooo, the great spirits found it funny to drop me. I was literary freefalling. I found that as much as I wanted to scream something was keeping my mouth shut.

Suddenly everything went black.

"Look at her" a soft masculine voice came from above me.

"Wow…she's beautiful" this voice was feminine and it came from her right. "She looks just like me honey" he's excited.

So…the little things make him happy, that's nice.

"She DOES look like you Charlie" Charlie…that is a nice name.

Hmmm…what is that warm thing on my back? It feels like a hand. That's odd, hands aren't supposed to be this big.

I slowly opened my eyes to look at the people talking about me.

I was met with warm chocolate brown eyes. I took notice of the rest of the man, Charlie. He had curly brown hair. and stood at about 6 feet. He looks nice, I like him.

"My beautiful Arabella" I turned my head, with great difficulty. She had long wavy brown hair and blue eyes.

Arabella…is that my name?

The man spoke this time "Arabella Niccole Swan"

Right, Arabella Niccole Swa-SWAN! But if your name is Charlie Swan then does that mean I am in twilight. Nah, that is not possible.

Turns out that, I was in fact in the world of twilight. Actually, I am Bella Swans little sister by 1 year.

Bella is nice to me. She likes to play with me, and even shares her toys with me. To a toddler thats actually a big deal. I like her.

Renee wanted Charlie to leave Forks with her and start over somewhere sunnier, but Charlie could not do that. A few months after I was born, Renée decided she could not live in Forks anymore. She left with Bella and me, leaving Charlie devastated. Charlie wanted to follow her, but he could not leave his parents. They were sick. He didn't contest the divorce or the child support. All he asked for was time with us girls. He did not stop loving Renée. 4 years after my birth Charlie's parents died.

We visited Charlie in the summer for two weeks until Bella threw a fit, she did not want to come back to forks. I kept coming until Bella begged me to stay because she got lonely without me.

Nothing much really happened for the next couple of years. Renee got married to Phil, which I took an instant dislike to. He wasn't bad, he just, wasn't…Charlie.

I am not a big twilight fan nor am I a big fan of Edward. The only reason I watched all the movies was because of my twilight-addicted friend.

ARABELLA: Italian name meaning "answered prayer."