Chapter One

I could freely say that I was never really a fan of the Twilight Saga franchise, I remember a time where a collective group of girls would be huddled around at a cafeteria; their noses stuck into Twilight as they read it like it was a bible. I admit that I liked the series, but I could never really get into it. Vampires simply were not my cup of tea, and I even skipped the premieres of the movies as I would prefer not to watch them. I instead read Harry Potter books, or I would simply scrounge the library for something that was not vampire related. It seemed that the main theme of books these few years was vampires.

Today was one of the days that those said girls were reading Breaking Dawn; they seemed to look cozy as they were buried deep into this book. I could understand the allure of vampires and werewolves don't get me wrong. You would never die, and you only had to diet on one thing and never get gain any weight from it? Of course anyone would want to choose that over dying. As a human society, a collection of us have the fear of death. The fear of the unknown seems to outweigh logic in the long run, in my opinion. I would regret living forever; while my friends and family died and I couldn't do anything but watch. I would regret turning into a creature of the night, since – again – I would only have one thing to eat for the rest of my life unless someone killed me.

I sighed and ran a hand through my black hair, while my friend sat beside me at our usual lunch table. Emma was a petite seventeen-year-old with curly red hair, green eyes, thick black glasses and freckles splashed across her face. She always seemed to have a childlike face, but she was always a stubborn and loud mouthed girl that always voiced her opinion despite her innocent façade. She was wearing a pastel pink t-shirt and cutoff jean shorts, black suspenders were on her shoulders as she slapped her tray down next to mine. Emma was more into Twilight than I was, so I was surprised that she didn't have a copy of the latest book in tow. "You're not reading Breaking Dawn?" I asked.

Emma tilted her head and let out a sigh. "To be honest, no, I think I might wait until its back in stock before I try reading it." So that's why she didn't have her own copy, it was sold out at the local book store. "I was upset, I got there early too just to grab a copy." She whined. I chuckled at this and began to eat a salad I had managed to scrape together whilst in the lunch line. "What about you, are you reading it?" She asked hopefully.

I shrugged, I hadn't really thought about reading it as of late. "I don't know, maybe before they make the movie for it I will." I concluded.

"I need to get you to watch the movies." My red headed friend whined as she propped her chin up on the palms of her hands, leaning a bit on the table. "Granted, they have added some scenes to the movies that aren't in the books," she murmured.

"Then maybe I won't."

"It's just to make it more interesting," she said turning to me, a smirk on her face. "They're trying to get you in the theaters, Laura." She said jokingly.

I laughed at this. "The day they ask me to watch the movies is the day I might consider it." Emma chuckled at this and began to eat her food as well. We remained in each other's company, talking about various things that were happening around the school. One girl was throwing a party this Saturday, and a fall dance was coming up in two weeks as well. "I need to study for finals next week, or else I'm going to be dead when report cards come out." Emma nodded in agreement and then she seemed to have an idea. "Oh, I don't like that look on your face." I said cautiously.

"If you could be transported into any book, movie, or show which one would it be?" She asked. I looked at her, we had often thought about things like this but my answer always changed depending on what show I was currently watching.

"You know what, for the laughs of it, probably Twilight. I would love to sit down with Bella and talk to her about what the heck was going through her mind." I blurted out. Emma laughed and then the bell rang throughout the school. We quickly returned our now empty trays and scurried to our next classes – saying bye to one another.

I didn't know the power that my words held, or that anything would happen because of them. They were just words, right? Nothing could happen because of what Emma or I said, sure maybe that would want me to read fan fictions or even reread the series, but we could not physically be transported to the world of Twilight unless some form of Twilight Zone had happened. How wrong, it seemed that we would be, in the event that would transpire over the next few months or even years. We didn't know that we would be sent to somewhere we once thought was out of reach, and that we would alter the balance of many things to come.

I remember when I woke up the next day, that sunlight was flitting through my windows and my comforter was incredibly soft. I turned over onto my side and cuddle against the cool fabric. I then heard someone, presumably my father, bound up the stairs and knock on my door. "Five more minutes!" I yelled sleepily. I heard him sigh, and he opened the door.

"Laura, you need to get up. You start at your new school in an hour." A deep voice said. My father's voice was usually deep, but this one was even deeper than his. I jolted with a start and looked at the man in my doorway. He had dark hair and a mustache, and dark brown eyes. He seemed to be extremely tired and worried that I would miss out on school. "Your sister Emma is up, maybe she can get you ready in time." He said and then left.

Emma entered, looking pale like a ghost. Have we been kidnapped? Once the door was shut, she seemed to be freaking out – happily? "Laura, oh my God, Laura!" She said. She bounded over to the bed and sat down next to me. "Do you have any idea who that was?" I shook my head, "That's Charlie Swan."

I felt everything stop at once – Swan. As in, Bella Swan's father? No way, there was no way that this was happening. "Are you sure? I would believe it better if you told me we were kidnapped and that he was some psycho path trying to make us one big happy family." I whispered in a hurry.

"No, I know we're in Forks – look outside!" Emma insisted. I did as she told, and sure enough the sky was gray, unlike the bright sunny days in Santa Monica, California. I looked back over at her and then out to the front yard that my bedroom overlooked. An old red truck sat in the driveway, and so did a police cruiser. I knew that the red truck was Bella's and that the cruiser was Charlie's.

"So…What about Bella? Is she here?" I asked her.

"I asked about that." Emma said with a sigh. "Charlie said that when he and Rene first got married, they had a miscarriage – a girl that was supposed to be named Isabella. He seemed shocked that I knew about her." She paused and looked around the room that I was residing in. I hadn't fully took it in, either, so she seemed shocked at what she was looking at. "It seems that you got her room. Charlie had built another room when he found out that Rene was pregnant with twins, us, and he knew that we would want separate rooms one day I guess."

This seemed so surreal, that I didn't want to believe it. However, this room looked like mine in parent's house back in Santa Monica. Random band posters plastered over the walls, pictures of friends and family – except my parents had been replaced with Charlie and Rene – and a few old calendars that I never bothered to take down were flaking off, as well as some mementos from past birthdays, Halloweens, and New Years. I approached my small desk that held an old PC, and I realized that we were really in Twilight. "So what do we do now?"

"Well," Emma began, "I kinda want to see the Cullens in the flesh, and then try to figure out a way to go home." She admitted. I looked back at my friend, who was already dressed and ready for the new school day. She was wearing skinny jeans and a long sleeved pink Hollister t-shirt. "Hurry up and get ready, Charlie said that he bought the truck for us, so you can drive since I never got my license." I nodded and went about my daily routine as Emma skipped down the stairs to try to find some Poptarts for us to eat on the way to school. I brushed my waist-length black hair and put on an oversized black long sleeved shirt, the ends of the sleeves going a couple inches past my fingertips. I slipped on some jeans that had holes at the knees, and some black Ugg boots that I never knew I owned.

I ran down the stairs, and grabbed a toasted Poptart from Emma's hand and waved to Charlie as we grabbed our bags that were on the couch. Mine was my familiar hobo bag purse, it was black with bleach spots thanks to yours truly, and Emma's was a tan satchel. I climbed into the truck, Emma on the passenger side. "What…do you think is going to happen?" I asked, looking over at Emma.

My friend simply shrugged. "I don't know, but I imagine that since neither of us is Bella, Edward can still read our thoughts nor we won't appeal to him," She said. I took what she said and hoped that would be true. I cranked up the truck, and listened to Emma's directions as she paved the way to Forks High School. When we arrived, there wasn't anyone there and we parked near the entrance to some office building and went inside to receive a slip. When we went inside, a red-headed woman looked up at us. "Can I help you?"

"Uh, we're Laura and Emma Swan?" I said. Her eyes lit up and she rummaged around her desk to find the slips for us. If I remember correctly, Forks was a small town that had a quaint population and news traveled fast. So based on her reaction, I dare say that everyone would know who we are by the end of the school day. "Thank you." I said, obtaining my slip from her and handing Emma hers.

"If you two ever need anything, just let me know, I will be happy to help!" She said gleefully. We thanked her and went back out to the parking lot. We went over our schedules and seen that we had the same schedule – imagine that – and we didn't really worry about being apart from one another other than the fact that we might not sit next to each other.

"This could get boring while we're looking for a way home." I pointed out. I planned on not having any form of communication with the Cullens, while I figured Emma might try to get into their good graces. I think she had a crush on Alice, but knew that a relationship would not be possible as she was in a relationship with Jasper – and Alice was a fictional character but that is beside the point. Emma glumly agreed and got into the truck.

"I kinda hope something interesting happens." Emma admitted to me suddenly. "Like, maybe they need our help and don't know it yet or something."

"That only happens in fictional stories." I pointed out to my best friend. She sighed once more and I drove to the student parking lot. I parked the truck, and looked at a map that the receptionist had supplied us with. I looked at the map, trying to figure out how to get to our classes when I heard Emma take a sharp intake of breath. "What, Emma?" I asked.

"They're looking at us."

I looked up, and saw a group of four people. A guy with bronze auburn hair, a girl with black, pixie cut hair, two blondes and another one that was a brunette. I knew, that the moment I looked at them, that this was the Cullens. They seemed to be staring at us for some reason, and I had no idea. "That's creepy." I said, causing them to snap out of whatever reverie they had and they moved to go inside the school. "Maybe we should stay away from them?" I questioned.

Emma seemed spooked that they were looking at us, That was insane. I heard her voice, but her lips hadn't moved. I jumped in shock, bumping my knee on the steering wheel. She looked over at me, alarmed. "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

Can you hear me? I thought.

"What the –," Emma cut herself off. "Did you hear what I thought?" She asked. I nodded my head and she shivered. "Now I'm wondering if we can read anybody else's." I looked at one boy that was getting out of his car, and I tried to focus on him. I didn't hear anything.

"Maybe we can only hear each other's thoughts?" I suggested. That could come in handy when around people if we don't want to let anything slip. I shivered, feeling a cold chill go down my spine and I looked to where I felt someone looking at me. I saw, oh what's his name? Jasper? Looking at me, his gaze was icy cold and I felt my heart beat quicken. I suddenly had no desire to attend this school today.

"Let's go, I think the bell is about to ring." Emma said. I quickly undone my seat belt and followed behind Emma as she navigated her way to our first class, AP English. We dutifully entered the classroom and took some seats that were located in the back. The teacher had signed our slips, and we fell quiet as we overlooked the lists of books that had to be read due to tests and book reports. Emma had read half of them, and I had read the other half. With our mind reading powers, tests would be easy, but we made a silent promise to read the books that we hadn't yet read.

I began doodling on my notebook that I retrieved from my bag, and Emma sat taking a couple of notes and writing down whatever important things that the teacher had commented on. Overall, we knew that this class would be boring as no one really spiked our interest within the perimeter of this class. It seemed as if this class had droned on forever, when the bell suddenly rang. Emma and I collected our things when a gangly boy with some acne and hair black as an oil slick decided to approach us. "You're the Swan twins, right?" He asked, he had a hopeful look in his eyes and he kinda struck me as cute – but overall Emma's type.

"Yes, I'm Emma and this is my sister, Laura." Emma introduced with a flourish of her hand. She seemed to be wooing him so I tried to remain on the silent side, I imagined that if she couldn't sidle up next to a Cullen, she would settle for one of the human side characters.

"I'm Eric, it's nice to meet you both." He said politely. "Where's your next class?" Emma looked over at me, wanting me to talk to him instead of her having to do most of it.

"Um, Government, I think." I paused and then checked my schedule, confirming my thoughts. "Yeah, with Jefferson? In building six." Eric seemed a bit bummed at this, but rebounded pretty quickly as a shy smile graced his face. I became overly aware that we had attracted some attention – and then I remembered that when Bella came to Forks she hadn't lived there since she was fourteen. Also, Forks was a tight knit community so it only made sense that when they got a couple of new kids that would immediately pique their interest.

"Oh, well, I'm headed to building four. I could show you the way…" He said. He seemed a bit hopeful that we would take his invitation, so I looked at Emma for approval. She nodded, and I gave him a replicate shy smile.

"We would appreciate that, thank you Eric." I said.

The three of us left, and I vaguely noticed how it started to rain once we left the class and I threw my rain jacket on before leaving the building. Emma had decided to strike up a conversation with Eric, to see if we were supposed to be living in Phoenix or if we were still from Santa Monica. "So, this is a lot different from Santa Monica, then?" he asked.

"Kind of." I replied. "We do get some rainy weather, but for the most part it is sunny." I added my two cents into the conversation before zoning out. I noticed that some people were gawking at Eric, whatever for I wasn't sure. I remembered that Edward had told Bella that the students of the school had found Bella to be alluring due to her being from another state. Could that be the reason they were gawking at us?

"Oh, so you two will get used to the rainy weather in no time then." Eric said lightheartedly. Emma agreed.

"For the most part, but I'll definitely miss the sun and the beach," Emma gloomily said. "We used to spend a week camping on some beaches and just soak up the sun, and have the most amazing time."

"I still have polaroids from last year." I said, and then we both laughed at the memories. "Alex got so drunk, that she started belting made up, and real, Celtic songs."

"And then Jimmy Jr. was screaming every time the water messed up his sand castles." Emma cooed. "But the fireworks were the best." She concluded. Eric listened, and he had a shy grin on his face once again. Eric seemed to be soaking up the information, willing to peek into our past like a viewer watching a new movie. "Ah, sorry about that, Eric. We got carried away in our memories." Emma said, trying to wave a dismissal hand at our past.

Eric lightly chuckled. "Nah, its fine. It was nice to hear a little bit more about you guys, you should sit with my friend and I at lunch today." He said. There was some hope clinging to his voice as he said that.

"Sure, that would be nice." I said quickly. Emma nodded as well. If my memory serves me right, we would sit with Jessica, Mike, Eric, Angela and…Laruen? Leah? I couldn't remember her for some odd reason. "Well it appears that this is your stop," I said lightly. Eric looked at the building and sighed – I was kind of upset that he was leaving too.

"Well, I'll see you both at lunch I guess. Have a good first day of school!" He called over his shoulder. Emma and I continued on to our next class. The hours seemed to blend together, and I recognized Jessica as she was the girl we had Trigonometry and Spanish with. She had wild curly dark hair, and bright brown eyes. She was a little shorter than me, as I was five feet and six inches, but Emma was five feet and three inches. She was a little closer to Emma's height than mine. She had also invited us to sit at her lunch table, but we politely told her that Eric had already invited us.

She seemed slightly happy about this. "Eric? He sits with us, so you can just follow me when we get to the lunch line!" She said happily. Emma and I were thankful that we had some guidance at this point in time.

So we went through the lunch line, I grabbed something that had chicken and Emma grabbed a salad. We waited on Jessica and then followed her to where Eric sat with their other three close friends. Jessica introduced us to the people we weren't supposed to know and we sat down. Emma and I made some light conversation with the others when I heard Jessica gasp. I quickly turned to my right, worry forming on my face that she might need a Heimlich maneuver or a quick back slap to get any food dislodged. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"The Cullens are looking over here." She whispered hurriedly. I snapped my head up, Emma following suit. Sure enough, all five of the Cullens were staring – once again – at Emma and I. This is weird. I thought.

Extremely. Emma agreed.

Edward seemed slightly surprised at this and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Fuck. He could hear us, it seemed. And that made me suddenly want to run from the room screaming. If anything, I wanted my thoughts to be protected since I can't stand the thought of someone trying to pry me open. Emma seemed to notice this as well and shot me a look.

"It appears that they have a staring problem," I noted. I noticed some of them tensed and averted their gaze to elsewhere. "They were staring at us earlier this morning, I assume they do that to every student?"

"No, not really." Jessica said, leaning onto the palm of her right hand. "They're never really interested in any of the activities held within the school or by students – homecoming parades, football games, basketball games, you just never see them hanging around school after hours. And I mean, not every student does, but some teachers require you to go to one game for extra credit." Jessica babbled. I tilted my head, and let my gaze go back to the table.

The blonde boy, Jasper, was staring at us once again. I locked eyes with him, and didn't dare to look away. I found myself captivated by his eyes, while his face was emotionless, his eyes held a million different emotions – curiousness, confusion, enlightenment, and sorrow. I wondered how all of those emotions could swirl into one, but my internal monologue was interrupted by Jessica saying their names.

Emma chatted with her, and after a few minutes I decided to return to my own meal. Emma told Jessica about Santa Monica, and how one day she could visit during the summer if we ever went back. Jessica seemed elated by this idea and hung on to it. After a while, I took my tray to the trash – unaware that the pixie Cullen had done the same. I turned around, after emptying my tray, to put it on a belt a little bit away when I almost ran into her.

"Oh, sorry." I said quickly. She flashed me a smile, her teeth white as snow.

"No worries, no harm no foul." She said. "I'm Alice, by the way, Alice Cullen." She balanced the tray perfectly with one hand and extended the other.

"I'm Laura Swan, nice to meet you." I said, and accepted her hand. I tried not to flinch from the cold contact, and by how surprised she looked I guess I passed on acting natural. "I better get going, it seems that my sister is wanting me." I lied and ducked out of the situation of having to awkwardly socialize with someone without Emma beside me.

I was always awkward in situations, not going to lie, but with Emma it seemed that those situations got a little bit easier. I felt her gaze burning on my back as I tried to make my way back to the table as fast as I could. Emma had a glint in her eye that sparkled once I sat down. "She introduced herself?"

"Yes." I winced. "And I felt like a sap because I'm terrible at socializing without you by my side."

"That seems how it always goes." Emma said with a light chuckle. "Imagine, if I was there, she would know every nook and cranny about the both of us in only a matter of minutes." I groaned and lowered my head down on the table – allowing the cold material to ease my headache. I wrapped my arms around my head and felt Emma lightly pat my back. "Don't worry; I think we may have the opportunity to talk to her again sometime." She said.

The Cullens were intrigued by the two new students that Forks High School had obtained, to say the least. They couldn't help themselves from staring at the two twins – they looked nothing alike, but their scent was nearly identical. It entranced the Cullens to the point that they lost time in how much they would stare at them. They smelled of coconuts and vanilla, and it was strong. They could smell it while the two girls were inside of their truck.

Jasper had noticed that one of them, Laura, had intense emotions that would change from time to time based on those surrounded by her. For example: when she was around Emma, she was usually calm and excited at the same time, though her face and body language didn't show it. However, when she was around Jessica she seemed to feel a little more bashful and would only speak when she felt necessary to. Alice had commented to her siblings how their future constantly changed, that they were full of endless possibilities.

Edward, on the other hand, found them intriguing on the sole fact that, he couldn't hear their thoughts unless they thought very intensely of something. He was once again shocked that the twins seemed to be communicating through their thoughts with one another. He could hear those, but it was a strain to focus on them. He instead, listened, on the thoughts that the other students had of the girls. Most of the boys, and some girls, found them highly attractive and were devising plans on asking one of the two out. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel of this since, he had yet to speak with either one of them.

Alice had noticed that when Laura had took her tray, she would take her's as well. Alice had saw endless possibilities of how the two would meet, and it mostly ended well. She stopped a few short steps of the girl so her untouched food wouldn't end up on Laura's shirt. Laura's eyes widened with surprise, but she seemed to quickly recover and even apologize for almost knocking into the girl. This shocked Alice, but she quickly introduced herself and then watched as Laura scurried away to the side of her sister. The two seemed inseperable, it appeared, and Alice knew that she was dying to meet Emma as well. She wasn't sure when, but she wanted to meet the redhead soon and try to further her friendship with both girls. She returned to her lunch table happily, feeling accomplished that she had managed to meet a half of the twins.

"So what's your next class?" They heard the female with curly hair ask the twins. The twins seemed to ponder, before Laura pulled out her class schedule.

"We have Biology II. Something I'm not good at…" Laura trailed off at this, and Jasper felt a sense of uneasiness roll of her. Fuck. Edward heard her think, and he slightly chuckled.

"Don't worry!" Emma said, wrapping an arm around her sister's shoulders. "You can just bum the answers off of me as always!"

Laura scoffed at this. "I don't always bum them off of you, just occasionally." She said. Emma laughed at this and then stood up, pulling her twin up with her.

"Well the bell is about to ring, so let's go ahead and get a head start – shall we?" The twins left, and Edward let this information sink in. He was going to have Biology with the twins next period – he wasn't sure how to feel of this, since he was pretty sure the girls would be paired up together. But at the same time he knew that there were two empty seats, one next to him, and one next to a guy named Mike Newton.

One of the twins would have to sit with him. He didn't know whether to be ecstatic or scared up until this point. He sighed, and the bell rang soon after. He stood up, and his siblings disappeared to their respective classes, while he trudged along to Biology. He was thinking of possible ways to get out of the class, but he had no reason to dread it yet – right? That's what he was hoping for, anyways.

A/N: Thank you for reading;;; I'm still trying to figure out how I want this story to go please review!