Summary: What if Twilight was real? What if the Cullens moved to your school? What if you met the love of your life, who happened to be a vampire? What if Twilight dropped by? (Similar/ Alternative to Thrown into Twilight trilogy) Sarah is an average junior in high school but wants to change her life. She's tired of boring Peterton, Indiana. Then she meets Caleb Cullen, he is sure to change her life! All Cullens involved. Post BD.
So first off, if you are reading this, THANK YOU! After an unfortunate event I was forced to delete my wonderful Thrown Into Twilight series. I decided to redo it and change it up a bit. Hope you like!!!!
When Twilight Dropped By~ Chapter 1: Different Side of Me
Song of the Chapter: Different Side of Me- Allstar Weekend (Yup, I'm going there!)
Ya know when there is a couple who goes out again and again...and again? And how everyone seems to see that it isn't working except for the people involved? They look horrendously stupid and end up really hurt when they realize that there isn't a chance in hell that it'll ever work between the two of them. Most of the time, you see this in high schoolers. They were each others first love and end up holding hope that they turn out being that one in a million couple who makes it, really makes it. High school sweethearts is the term, I believe. While they were busy gazing into one another's eyes they were changing, maturing. Normally, when this process has concluded, the end result is a pair of polar opposite human beings. Possibly one who is very outgoing and the other who just...isn't? Yes, well, that sort of unfortunately happened to me.
*SNAP*
I was dragged from my self narrative by my irritatingly annoying younger brother.
"BRANDON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!"
"Playing," Brandon smirked.
"Arg! MOM!" I screamed.
"She's not going to do anything." Brandon then stuck his tongue out at me.
I gave him the "evil eye" and stomped out of my room, down the hall towards my mother.
"Mom! Did you not hear me?" I questioned, moving my hands to my hips.
"No, I did. Leave your brother alone. He just wants to spend time with you," she explained calmly.
"Like HELL he does!"
Okay, reverse. That isn't exactly what I said...
"But mom," I whined.
"Sarah. Stop."
I turned around, rolled my eyes, and stomped back towards my room. Lucky for me, Brandon was waiting and smirking.
"I told you so," he snickered.
"Leave, please."
I guess I sounded desperate because he retrieved the rest of his "contraptions" and left.
I walked back over to my desk and sat down.Where was I? Relationships, right. So anyway, I'm the total idiot. Even after years of laughing at the various couple who just couldn't seem to realize it was over, I, Sarah Kirsten Coat, made the same mistake. Stupid, flaming Chris. Gah. Chris. Ick! What a nasty name for a nasty guy. Either way, I just feel like a total loser. Lena tried to tell me but I was blind. Really blind. Anyway, what's done, is done. (Thank God!) Tomorrow, everything will change....hopefully. Junior year at Peterton High. Yea, doesn't sound great to me either. Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
I shook my head, desperately trying to convince myself that I wasn't going to fall back into the usual Sarah rut and that life, starting this year, was going to awesome, maybe even fantastic. I stood up, shut my Mac down, and turned off my lamp. Luckily, I had already gotten everything ready for tomorrow. I climbed the ladder of my loft and situated myself in bed. I then reached over to my iPod. Every night I read a different Twilight FanFiction. It helped me get my mind off of everything and who doesn't want to escape into the world of sparkly vampires and ripped werewolves? I'm just saying...
After about an hour, I turned my iPod off and quickly fell asleep dreaming of Edward.
"Lalalala lalalala Elmo's World! Lalalala lalalala Elmo's world!"
I groaned as the incredibly exasperating song blared from my cell phone. I was going to have to remind myself to kill Lena.
Who's Lena you ask? Hmmm, well that's a tough one. If you asked her, she'd say that we were best friends, but lately... I just don't know. Our friendship seems to be fairly one way, and to me, it's not fair. I feel like her therapist and she continuously complains that I "yell" at her. Is it my fault that she is completely incompetent when it comes to most things and desperately needs a firm hand to push her in the right direction? I think not! Maybe I am on her case a bit but it is only because she causes all of her problems and then I have to hear about it 24/7. If I hear about Laura or James one more time, I swear...but really, it's just, getting under my skin.
"I've got you under my skin! I've got you deep in the heart of me. So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me!" I sang out and instantly started giggling.
What? Frank Sinatra was a crooner. That means he crooned. By definition his music is amazing, duh. Insert 'tongue sticking out' smiley face.
Hold the phone. If you haven't realized already, I hinted earlier (as in yesterday) that Chris and I had changed. One of us became outgoing and the other not so outgoing. Have you figured out whom the outgoing one is? You have? Good. I've made it quite clear.
I jumped out of bed and skipped into Brandon and I's bathroom. I sometimes wished that I wasn't the only one up at 5:45am. Brandon woke up around 7am and my parents a few minutes before. So, that meant no music and shower singing for me. Double sad face. Music is my life. When I'm bored I re-categorize my 12,000 songs on iTunes. Yea, it's a disease.
After I finished in the bathroom, I walked into my room. I applied minimal makeup, put on some sparkly lavender earrings along with a matching necklace. My new lavender converse are sort of the best and finding matching jewelry was the icing on top of the cake. All three of them go quite dashingly with my 80's styled H&M sunglasses. Woot woot! After my bangs were pulled back with a bobby pin I collected my backpack and headed to the garage. This past summer my parents bought a third car, leaving me our Element. The SUV had about two years on it but was in amazing condition. I was just happy to have a car. Once I turned the key, I saw it was 6:30am. The sun was rising and it was really warm out. Yes, a chance to wear my shades! After texting Lena that I was on my way, making sure my iPod was hooked up correctly, and starting my playlist, I backed out of the driveway and commenced my journey to Lena's house.
On average, it takes about twelve minutes to get to Lena's house. She lives on the other side of Peterton. I have to go eight miles past the high school. I really don't care today since I don't want to show up alone. I pulled into Lena's u-shaped driveway and honked my horn. She appeared in the door looking stressed and annoyed. This is a common sight. She yanked the door open and got in with a 'hmph.'
I took a deep breathe and spoke, "What's wrong?"
"Everything! Honestly, I'm tired of his crap," she complained.
"His?" I asked, knowing completely what the answer would be; James.
"James of course!" Lena exclaimed frustrated.
"Of course," I involuntarily rolled my eyes and turned towards the road.
I figured I'd let her drone on for the next five minutes or so. The occasional 'yea' or head nod would keep her convinced. This is not a good start to my new life. This is the same as always. I can't even remember the last time I was happy with Lena. Unfortunately there isn't a thing I can do. If I tried to inch away from her she'd go into depression and my luck, slit her wrists. I know what you're thinking. Melodramatic much? Yea, well you would think, but nope. That is exactly what would happen. Mark my word.
"Sarah!" Lena complained.
"Oh sorry." Whoops, guess I forgot to nod my head. EYEROLL.
I turned into PHS at that moment, thankfully. I had parking spot 267 out of 500 and that isn't even counting all of the employee spots. My school is big. We like to get to school a little earlier than most. It's sort of fun to be in the large school and to not be pushed into a locker, constantly. The clock flashed 6:54am, meaning we had 46 minutes until first block and about ten until people started showing up. We hopped out of the truck, mind you Lena is still blabbering away, entered the school at entrance 31, and started our journey to junior hall.
"I mean, what am I going to do? He's my best friend!" Lena sobbed.
"Lena, I know. We've gone over this time and time again. Do you want to get over him?"
She nodded.
"Then you just have to stop talking to him. It's the only way," I promised.
I guess my antics could be considered childish but I have found the best way to get over a guy is to avoid said guy.
We arrived at our lockers. Thankfully we had quite a distance in between them. I opened my locker and acquired my 'pop lock' device. I would have died without that thing last year. Seven minutes in between classes seems like a lot of time, but in my school, it isn't.
Slowly kids started pouring into the halls, rowdy as ever. I pulled my schedule out and saw I had Algebra II/Trig with Sharpe first.
"Ugh."
I suck at math, like really suck. At least it wasn't geometry. Talk about a bad experience.
I said my goodbyes to my friends, and headed towards math. When I entered the classroom I realized I wasn't alone. A tall, dusty brown haired, pale boy sat in the back.
"Come in, come in! Welcome to AlgebraII/Trigonometry! I'm Ms. Sharpe." the teacher spoke.
"Umm...hi. Sarah Coat," I smiled.
Rule number one: Always and I mean always, be nice to the teachers. You never know when it can come in handy.
The boy grinned and I almost had to remind myself to breathe. He was beyond cute, gorgeous even comes to mind. I decided to sit in back also but didn't want to seem weird and sit next to this mystery boy. I had never seen him before but I figured with a class of 900, it was definitely probable that he wasn't new. I settled on the seat two to his right. I snuck a peak and was surprised to see him still smiling at me. I decided to act like I was busy and pulled out my schedule and map. I didn't care if it was a 'freshman move' to have a map but it beats getting lost in between classes. I started highlighting my next class when I heard a soft sound.
"New too?" the boy asked me.
I nervously laughed, "Uh no. Just making sure I know where I'm going."
Smooth, Sarah, smooth.
"Oh," he laughed. "I'm Caleb by the way."
"Nice to meet you. I'm-"
"Sarah. Yes, I overheard."
"Oh right," I laughed nervously, again. "So you're new?"
"Yup. Just moved from Forks, Washington."
My eyes practically bulged out of my sockets. Forks? I wasn't going to act like the obsessive Twihard I was, so I decided to act casual.
"Oh, cool," I smiled.
Caleb grabbed his things and sat down in the seat next to me.
"And you aren't new, correct?" He asked, smirking a little bit.
"No, definitely not. Lived here my entire life." I explained.
"Really? You don't see that much anymore."
"Yea, well, I'm glad. I don't think I could take moving. No matter how much I loathe it here."
"I'm sure it isn't that bad," he chuckled.
"Don't hold your breathe."
The bell suddenly rang and I realized we were no longer the only two in the room. I looked around and noticed a few of my friends, or acquaintances. Much to my dismay, Chris walked in.
"Gah," I accidentally huffed.
"What's wrong?" Caleb asked.
"Uh, nothing really. My ex," I averted my eyes from Chris and focused on the teacher.
Thankfully, that class continued quite easily. Somehow, I don't even think Chris noticed me. Amazing, I know. I smiled at Caleb as the bell rang. Off to English 11 Honors. After making the surprisingly short trip, I entered the classroom. There were a few kids already but I didn't like any of them. They were the smart kids who thought they were better then everyone else. I walked past them and took a seat in the back.
"Excuse me? There's assigned seating; alphabetically," one of the smarty pants kids sneered.
I quickly looked at the chart and walked to my seat. I was already fuming inside. This year was going to suck. Then, Caleb walked in the door. His hair looked disheveled as he glanced around the room, smiling when he saw me. I couldn't help but look down. I was not use to looking guys into the eyes, let alone amazingly hot guys. He peeked at the chart and strode over to me and sat down directly behind me.
"I thought the seating chart was alphabetical?" I asked, turning to face him.
"It is," he smiled.
"What's your last name?"
"Cullen."
I swallowed hard and turned around. Oh my Edward.
The rest of the day continued without a hinge. Caleb ended up being in three out of my four classes. I met his sister Bella and brother Emmett. Which couldn't have been a coincidence. The odd thing though is that Twilight seems to have disappeared. I couldn't find it in the library or anything. Everything was starting to get weird.
Later when I got home I couldn't even find the movie! Let alone any of my books! It was almost as if, the story had completely evaporated. Lena called me eventually and I even tried to bring it up with her since she had read the books and she thought I was crazy! There is no way I made up everything about Twilight in my head, is there?
And there is chapter one! I really hope you liked it! For any sort of story updates etc... email me at EdwardsCoven4EVAupdates(at). I'll add you to the mailing list. PLZZZZZZZ REVIEW! reviews inspire me to keep writing!
