Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyers owns Twilight. I dint even own his computer!
A/N: this is my second story. Ut me some slack, I'm writing both at the same time. check it out!
Ch 1 BPOV
"No Amber" I said, for probably the thousandth time today. "I don't want to go, it's just not me". She continued to beg me. "Please? I don't want to go alone!" Since this had been going on for an hour and a half, I caved. So, I ended up at a club at eleven o'clock at night. Yippie for me. I'm only seventeen, but in Phoenix, people could care less.
As we sat down at a booth, Amber nudged me, and pointed to a pale, blonde gut who was apparently talking to me. Don't blame me; i was drunk. Thanks, Amber. He sat down beside us, and started 'polite' conversation. I say it like that because it was that fake crap everyone says to be nice. Boooring!
Amber pretty much threw me out of he booth when he asked me to dance. Some friend. We dance fir a while, and ended up exchanging numbers. The rest of he night passes in a blur. When I woke up, i felt he tale-tell signs of a hangover. Just then, my phone rang, and it was James. He was going to take me to breakfast today. I hope it isn't Bright.
The next few weeks past, and I woke up every morning sick to my stomach. A few weeks later, i figured out that I was pregnant. Told James, and he became abusive. When my mom found out a two months, she was furious. I don't think innate ever heard that many cuss words in one sentence before. She practically disowned me, and forced me to move to Forks. James found his out, the abuse got worse, and je swore I would see him again. All in all, my life sucks.