Rated T mostly for Language, but also for some content later on
Also, sorry I suck at summaries
WARNING: If you haven't read New Moon don't read ANY of this! May contain major spoilers! Consider yourself warned.
DISCLAIMER: the Twilight books belong to Stephanie Meyer, along with the characters in this story. The only thing that's mine is Amy and her past, present, and future (of course including the people that are in her past).
Background:
Okay, so we all know Edward left Bella at the beginning of New Moon right? Well this is another slightly crappy story about what might of happened but didn't. (I'm not saying all of them are crappy… just the majority) Hopefully this story won't be as crappy as most, but I am not promising anything. Unlike most of them, this has nothing to do with Jacob, in fact, werewolves aren't even mentioned. In this story Bella meets a new girl named Amy and blah, blah, blah. Just read the story.
p.s. pov is point of view
Preface:
Amy's POV:
I couldn't believe I was headed to the small town, Forks. I hate fucking small towns with their fucking small people and their fucking small brains. I imagined Hannah's voice in my head saying, "Amy, no potty language," and laughing her snort of a laugh. I almost laughed out loud because I knew that was exactly what she would say, and I would laugh at her snorting. Then I remembered that I hated Hannah and the grimace returned to my face. I almost felt bad for her when I saw her lying in that hospital bed; the whole right side of her body broken, fractured, and bruised. Then I remembered what she did what they did. Fuck that 'best friends should stick together' crap. I almost wish Hannah had died too. It was her fault, their fault, that I was this way. That my parents thought a break from busy city life would do me good. I sat there lost in memories. I didn't even realize when the long car trip came to a stop in front of the generic white house.
Aunt Paddamma's house. Of all dreaded places my parents choose to drop me here! Haven't they known me long enough to know that I hate this generic little town! No originality, nothing different; day after day of pointless dreary life! I bet their school didn't even have a band. I got lost in memories again as I remembered the band. My Band. Hannah's band. Erica's band. Dan's band. But I couldn't even think of that last band member. If I hadn't already purged my eyes of tears, I would start crying, but instead I got out of the fucking car and walked up to the fucking house. Fuck Hannah and her potty language.
Bella's POV:
Life moves on. No. drags on endlessly. pointlessly. hopelessly. Life passes by like a never-ending nightmare. My life is hopeless and dull. I try not to think of him. Whenever I do the foggy nightmare turns into red-hot agony. Friends are pointless. I have taken to sitting alone; less chatter to distract me from my eternal misery. On good days it is all a slow-motion blur of insignificant events.
Author's Note:
My goodness Amy has a bad case of potty mouth. (Sorry, had to say it) I know it was short but that's all I really wanted for a preface. PLEASE REVIEW give feedback on what you think, good or bad, just if it is bad, try not to brutally murder me. I will be writing more soon.