This story by no means means that I am stopping other stories. I will continue and struggle with that other Glee fic. That's the one. I will just write both. But in order to do so, I will need support. That's where you all come in. Got it? Most likely switching POV from Jacob to Edward. I got the idea from my new avatar. Hot as fuck, if you didn't realize. You see. Here we go. Where it will end, I don't know.

Prologue

It was the kiss that made me realize that it was over.

Now, after 100 years of the same English classes, I have learned that this is a terrible way to start a story. It's impersonal, it makes no sense, and it just plain sounds bad. But I'm using it for my story. Why? Because it's my story. And it's unique. So it deserves a unique beginning. And where do I get my uniqueness from? From a cliche.

Anyway, it's not a bad over. It's a good over. The feeling of content.

It meant that it was all over and that I no longer had to worry.

All the troubles were behind me.

The climax has been reached, falling action has occured, and this is the conclusion. This kiss.

Smooth sailing from now.

The boring, happy part. Because we all know that happiness is boredom in a story. Trust me. After years of books and reading through the nights when there is nothing else to do, happy is boring.

All the problems have now been resolved.

This kiss shows that.

I'm analyzing my own story for your own help. You're welcome. I know it's terrible and that it shows that I have no trust in the reader because I believe the reader will never get it, but this is vital.

And don't analyze this. There is no meaning under this.

Okay, there may be some in the metafiction, but I am getting off topic.

That kiss meant it all. A life filled with no more troubles. It seemed.

But why start the story with the ending? Like the twelve year old hyper girl in the theater, I just ruined the story.

But do not fear. Never trust the author. This may not ever happen. There may never be a kiss. That kiss.

And you don't even know who the kiss is between. Yes, between. You need two people to kiss. Most often. Unless you're a sad loser.

I may throw a curveball and wind up dead. And this is me telling you as a ghost.

But that's unlikely, seeing as I have no soul.

Nope, you're just gonna have to wait until the end to understand what the hell I'm talking about.

Informality is fun, ain't it?

Getting on, let's stop this and start with the beginning. Because that's the best place to start.

Comment if you want more. BTW all the chaps will most likely be all short. Don't have time to write elaborate chaps. So they will be cut up into tiny little parts. You're welcome. If you want more, then ask for it. OK?