A/N: Okay believe me, I know it sucks at first, but this is purely for humour. The main character is Philippe Rodriguez. Initially, it will appear to be a really bad/weird version of Twilight, but eventually it will have some... interesting plot twists. I will take suggestions, but my friends and I worked out most of the idea.
Prologue is pretty short, but I will try to make other chapters longer.
I was movin' to Spoons because my daddy was gettin' married to a woman so I decided to go live with my momma. My parents were divorced.
My name is Philippe Rodriguez. I was from South Carolina, and I had just made the trip all the way to Delaware. My momma's name was Jo Chung, and I didn't know her too well on account of me living with my daddy all my life, so I sometimes called her Jo but she didn't like that too much.
"Philippe you need to get in the car," Jo said. "I don't have all day. I'm gonna go bear hunting with Bobby this afternoon."
"Okay J- I mean mom!" I said with my gentle southern accent.
We got into her red convertible and drove to her little cottage on the south end of town, right by Jemima's Café. We unloaded my ratty brown suitcase and put it in the attic where I stayed when I visited my momma. It was simply charmin'.
"You start school tomorrow so don't go to a party or whatever it is your type does," Jo rumbled.
"I like to sit here and think of rainbows," I said dreamily.
"Okay well go to sleep by nine. I'm often not back 'til midnight."
"Yes Jomamma."
She just glared at me, cocked her gun, and left the room.
And that night I didn't dream. Daddy said it was 'cause I wore out all my dreamin' in the day. But just to be perfectly clear, I didn't usually dream when I slept.
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