A/N This is my first fanfic, so I'm sorry if I do bad! I do accept constructive critisism though. I want to do better.
MUST READ TO UNDERSTAND:This isn't really a Twilight fanfic at first. The firstcouple ofchaptersare more an introduction to my OC. And if you don't know who Kisshu is, he's a guy from Tokyo Mew Mew, with dark green hair, and gold eyes. NOT A VAMP. Any way, I luuuuuuuv him, so I put him in here.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWLIGHT OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS, I DON'T EVEN OWN THIS KEYBOARD! XD
"See ya guys!"
"Bye Bella!"(A/N NOT REALLY BELLA)
I walked out to my truck, and hopped in without falling, thank god. If you've read Twilight, you're probably thinking of course she's Bella! but, I'm not. It's only my nickname. My real name is Sierra.I'm just remarkably like Bella.
In most ways.
Of course, we differed slightly. Like, how I wore black, and threw punches at anyone who ticked me off. I had an anger problem. Maybe that's why I liked knives. And then, there's our biggest diffrence.
The fleabag.
Jacob Black.
I hated that mutt with every bone in my body. In my opinion, he should just go to Hell where he belongs. The reason I hated him, is because he caused pain to my family. Not my immediate family of course, but I saw all the Cullens - including Bella of course - as my family. I read about them every day, and grew to love them all like siblings. I just happened to identify incredbly well with Bella. Because I was so much like her. So, I saw her as my sister. And from what I could tell, Jacob had hurt her. Thus hurting Edward, which hurt his family, my family...
I didn't like it when people hurt the ones I love.
And so, I hated Jacob Black with the icy cold, black fire of my heart. Ooh, yeah, I'm a poet right?
But there were also many similarities. Clumsiness being #1. I was just as klutzy as her, but I hadn't attracted quite as much danger. But that may have been because of my age.
I was only thirteen.
Only thirtenn, and I was nearly exactly like a eighteen year old, with a middle-aged mind.
I have some serious issues.
I hadn't even realized I was at my house, but discovered that I had been sitting there lost in thought for a while, from a quick glance at the clock. Luckily I still had an hour until my parents came home to tell me to stop reading about vampires, and do something for a change. I was doing something though. Reading about vampires.
I was sitting on my bed, reading, when an unexpected voice came from right by ear.
"This again?" I jumped and nearly fell off, but luckily his arms caught my waist.I could hear him chuckling, and trying to hide it.
"God dammit, Kisshu! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"Sorry." he pressed his lips together to keep from smiling. I sighed. Kisshu was perfect to me. But sometimes just so annoying! I looked up at him. Kisshu was...not exactly my boyfriend,but that's the only word to describe him. It's just, I was completley in love with him, and the very thought of leaving him made me want to crawl in a hole and die. I suppose I had the same problem Bella did. There were a couple diffreces with our 'boyfriends' though, just like there were similarities.
Diffrence: Mine is not a vampire.
Similarity: I can't tell anyone what he is.
Because he is definitley not human.
A/N What do you think? Should I continue? Review please! Even if you don't like it!