Disclaimer: I don't own twilight
"C'mon, it won't be that bad," Alice said to me. I was sitting on my couch, watching TV and just relaxing at home. There was nothing to do, it was the weekend and I'd already done everything that I needed to do.
My name is Isabella Marie Swan, Bella for short. My best friend Alice was over at my house for a sleepover and right now she was trying to convince me to do something I wouldn't even imagine doing on my own. It was mostly my cousin's idea. Her name is Rosalie Hale and she too lives in Forks with her parents and twin brother, Jasper.
This summer when I was out with Rose, she read my spiral. I like writing stories for fun. This summer Rose convinced me write one and publish it on a website where people can read it. I wrote the story but I'm still not sure I want to put it on a website. It's my work, my feelings, my thoughts. So, here Alice was trying to convince to put it online.
"Alice, no. I don't want people knowing who I am or wanting to who I am," I said for the umpteenth time.
"How will people know who you are? All you have to do is publish your story; you don't have to give your name or your e-mail address. You don't even need to write where you live. All you have to do is publish your story under some random but cool name and people all around the world will read it."
I stared at her when she was done talking. She said all that in one breath.
"Alice breathe, if it makes you feel better I'll think about it," I said returning my attention to the TV.
"Nope, you have to do it tonight, I'll give you half hour to think about it and then you have to come up with an author name," Alice said. She took the remote from my hand and turned the TV off.
I sighed, there was no fighting Alice. I hadn't agreed to publish my story. It was personal; to be more accurate it was basically my own life. Only it wasn't how it is now, it was about how I wanted it to be. I wanted to have a boyfriend, I wanted to be prettier, I wanted to have more courage. I need a lot of courage, here I am thinking about publishing something I wrote under a random name, and I'm freaking out. No one will know that it's a girl with brown eyes, brown hair and a high school senior living in a small town called Forks.
I moved here one year ago. I live with my dad, Charlie aka Police Chief Swan. Until a year ago I used to with my mom, Renee in Phoenix. She got married to Phil and I decided to come live with Charlie and so far it's been good. I made a best friend that is a lot more than I and my parents expected me to do. Alice is great, she's only 4'10, and she has spiky ink black hair and a crush on my cousin Jasper that she thinks I don't know about. She's hyper all the time and she loves to shop, a quality I am not fond of.
"Alright, time's up. What did you come up with?" Alice said and the way she was jumping up and down I could tell that she came up with something.
"Well, you already know that I came up with nothing, and even if I had come up with something, we both know you're going with your idea."
"Don't be such a pessimist, it'll be great. You're a great writer, I have read your story, just don't worry," she said patting my arm, in a sympathetic way.
"Okay, so what did you come up with?" I asked, even I was starting to get a little excited. Maybe it won't be that bad, I am going to take a chance and believe that Alice is right. I shouldn't doubt my abilities.
"I have a lot of ideas and to narrow them down I am going to ask you one thing. Do you want something that has your name in it or not?" she asked all business. I just noticed that while I was thinking, she had gotten her laptop and right now it was open on the coffee table, facing us.
"Definitely something that doesn't have my name," I replied.
"How about 'Crazy Addiction'?" she asked me.
"You know what's weird? I love it," I said hugging her. Maybe it won't be as bad as I make it sound.
"Now all you have to do is fill out your info so you can have an account and then you can publish your story," Alice said turning the laptop so it was facing me.
I looked at it and I wasn't surprised she had already filled out my information for me and the page was on "publish a story". I sighed.
It's no big deal all I have to do is publish the story, I already have it written.
"Wait before you publish the story, you have to decide the name of the story," Alice said taking the laptop from me.
I sighed again. My story was about a girl who meets a handsome stranger and then they fall in love and live happily ever after. I know it sounds like a fairy tale but I like the idea. I pulled my knees up to my chest and put my chin on top.
"The Day I Met You," I whispered.
"What about the day you met me?" Alice asked confused.
"No, the name for the story, The Day I Met You," I said
"OOOHHHHH, it's so romantic," Alice said clapping her hands. I just rolled my eyes.
I snatched the laptop from her surprised hands.
"Look what we have here. Little "Miss. I don't have a crush on Jasper" is talking to Jasper in the middle of the night." I smirked.
"I DO NOT have a crush on your cousin," Alice said going red in the face.
"You mean Jasper. You know I think he has a crush on you too," I said and to Jasper I wrote that Alice isn't available right now.
"So can we get on with the story thing already? I'm tired and I would like to go to bed now."
"Oh, alright, we'll do the story than go to sleep," Alice said stretching her short arms over her head.
So I went to publish story, put in the story name, read all the guidelines, and published my story. I sighed again, now it's done. Anyone, anywhere will be able to read my story now. Oh well, I think it's a good thing, something courageous. I showed it to Alice and she practically jumped in my lap from excitement. I laughed along with her.
"Good night Alice, dream sweet dreams of Jasper, I said teasing her.
"Haha, very funny, good night."
She stuck her tongue out at me and then went to sleep.
I lay awake in bed thinking about who would read my story and if anyone would even understand it. Maybe I'll ask Rose or Jasper to read it. Well tomorrow morning I guess I'll find out if I can pursue a career as a writer.
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I felt the sun even before I opened my eyes. Wait is it sunny outside? I opened my eyes and sure enough there was the sun. It's never sunny in Forks, that's one of the things I hated here. At that point I realized that I was moving or rather going up and down. I turned my head and saw Alice jumping up and down on the bed.
I groaned, and looked at the clock. It was only 9:30 am.
"Alice, what are you doing? It's so early," I groaned turning around and pulling the comforter over my head. The next thing I knew she snatched the comforter from my hands.
"Bella, wake up, I don't how you can sleep. Don't you want to know if someone read your story or not?" she asked me.
"No, I don't, now let me sleep." I turned over and curled into a ball.
"I think someone send you a message concerning the story," Alice said turning me over. She was freakishly strong for someone for so small.
"What do you mean by a message?" I asked suspicious.
"Like a review, you know saying how they like your story and things like that." Alice got up from the bed and got the laptop.
"C'mon look at it; I'm sure you're excited."
She dumped the laptop on the bed and went to pull the curtains from the window.
"Ugh, too bright," I said bringing my arms to cover my eyes.
"Well duh, it's sunny. I thought you liked the Sun," Alice said coming to join me on the bed.
"I do but I don't want it in my eyes all the time," I said putting my arm down and opening the laptop.
"So why is some random person sending me an e-mail about my story?" I asked confused.
"Well it's a website that people come to and read what other people wrote or publish their own stories and than other people review if they liked the story or if you can improve it," Alice explained
"IMPROVE my story, there is nothing to improve, it's my life story or rather how I would like my life to be. There is nothing to improve in that story."
I was angry; no stranger is going to tell me to improve my story.
"Relax, I was just saying, I have read your story and it's fantastic you don't need to improve," Alice said patting my arm and turning the laptop on.
"Now let's see if you got something," she said and I just rolled my eyes.
"Oh My God, you got a message. Open it, open it, open it," Alice said clapping her hands and jumping up and down.
"Alright," I said laughing. I opened the e-mail and it was from someone called The Unknown.
"Who's it from?" she asked me
"Someone called The Unknown," I said opening it e-mail.
"The Unknown, sounds interesting,"sShe said smirking
"So, what does it say?" she asked me, sitting down.
"It says 'I loved your story, it sounds wonderful. Although there is something about the way you wrote that it leads me to think that it's about your life. Well, I can be wrong. I was wondering if there was some way I could talk to you. After reading your story I could tell that you are a fascinating person.'" I read. I wanted to know who this person was because no one, not even Alice, had been able to tell that my story was based on my life.
"Wow," was all Alice said.
"Uh-huh," I replied before I shut the laptop and went to get ready.
AN: This is my second story. And I can see that this one has potential. I would really appreciate you guys telling me if I should continue this story. Thank you. Don't forget to review.
