A/N: Hey! This is my first fanfiction to this site. This was originally a story I submitted for a contest at my school; I just altered it so that it was Twilight based and changed a few details. The song used throughout this story is "Shattered" by O.A.R. Check it out; it's pretty sweet. =)

This is probably going to be about ten chapters long, or so. Not very long. It's rated M because of some language and a huge possibility of a lemon at the end.

Disclaimer: If you recognize a character, he/she is probably owned by S.M. Not me.

Please Read and Review! Thanks!

Preface: The Crash

"Oh, no, he didn't!"

"He did, Alice, he did!" I crowed, ducking my head with laughter and nearly rolling around in my seat. I faced Alice—the seatbelt twisting awkwardly around me — and watched as she adjusted the steering wheel slightly to curve down the street in Charlie — her dusty-blue 1987 VW Quantum Syncro wagon.

"Damn! I can't believe it!" Alice exclaimed over the pounding music of O.A.R. "He must've been really desperate to do that!" Mary Alice Brandon briefly took her sparkling green eyes off the road for a second to turn towards me, lips pulled wide with mirth.

I would remember this moment forever.

Summer was gradually fading away to fall — but of course, fall was a non-existent word in the sunny city of Tucson, Arizona; there were only two seasons: summer and a slightly colder summer. The sun's rays beat down on us like any typical day. The sky was painted a stunning sapphire, dotted with the occasional puff of cloud.

Massive saguaro cacti whipped past us in the golden-brown desert scene, broken up by little rectangular houses that were planted on the dry, cracked ground. We had our windows rolled down on account of the ninety-five degree scorching heat, even warmer than the usual early October weather. The radio was cranked up to full volume, blasting out the lyrics to "Shattered."

Stumble out, in the night, from the pouring rain…

I remembered the little details as well. There was a strand of loose coppery-brown hair from her short ponytail that slapped at Alice's tanned, heart-shaped face from the outside breeze. I was wearing one black flip flop on my right foot and one slightly smaller white flip flop on my left foot — Alice had stole one of my black ones in a playful fit.

We were both wearing shorts and a tank top, displaying our dark tans — well, her dark tan as my skin refused to tan under any circumstances; I remained a pale peach color that looked even paler in comparison to my dark hair and eyes — from sitting out by the pool all summer.

From the arm that casually rested on top of the steering wheel, I could see the intricately braided friendship bracelet baring her name. I had one similar to hers on the hand folded in my lap, though it spelled out my name instead of hers. "BELLA," mine read.

Made the block, sat and thought, there's more I need...

We were cruising down Speedway Boulevard when it happened.

It's always back to you…

That brief moment when Alice had her eyes off the road was all that fate needed. We were both too deep in our conversation and laughter to notice the hazard that sped towards us at illegal speeds.

My eyes flickered out the windshield a split second before impact; enough time for my lips to shape into a surprised 'o' with a silent scream, an expletive half-forming in my mind. Sh—

I turned towards Alice again to see her horrified eyes lock with mine. She jerked the wheel violently to avoid the speeding black truck but it still clipped the back of our bumper, sending us spinning wildly out of control.

A scream broke free from my frozen throat that collided with the ear-splitting screech of tires against pavement. I saw a blur of blue zooming closer to us before my body jerked forward violently and involuntarily. A sharp pain in my head shadowed everything with blackness. The last thing I remembered before I blacked out was seeing Alice's terrified face and the strangely illuminated digital clock on the dashboard, deafening shrieks of metal and human filling my ears; the flashing time remained imprinted under my lids as I floated away — 1:11. The music of the throbbing song "Shattered" was the last thing I heard before it faded away in my ears.

How many times can I break till I shatter?...

A/N: Hey look! Another Author's Note! So this is just the prologue of my story. If you like it and want me to post more, please click the little green button below! Constructive criticism is absolutely loved, as well as words of praise. =)