The Misfits, a Twilight Fanfic.

It seems I have JUST finished my mulitchapter story, and now I shall write oneshots, because, I love Twilight. I'm re-reading the books, and I'm like "Woah, oneshot based on this." and three minutes later, I'm like "What was that idea?!" so, this idea is one that stuck with me. This is a different way of writing that I'm trying. I've never written anything in this style, like I'm talking to someone. So, good luck, Victoria.

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Nobody noticed them. Alright, that's a lie. Everybody noticed them. Their omnicent beauty, the way their skin had a little glow, and how they seemingly floated when they walked. They were inhuman. Their unexplained absenses from school was curious to the onlooking peer. They never seemed to look at anyone else, but eachother. Did they ever speak? Nobody knew. They were silent. Almost mute.

The men in the family could bring any self respecting woman to her knees. The way they always seemed entranced with eachother. If they could read minds, they'd hear the most flattering things about them.

The unsuspecting glance in your direction made your heart stop. You stare back when this occurs. Blushing, bright as a tomato, when they smirk knowingly. You don't know how to react when they wave. Stupidly, obviously. You're stunned by their beauty. You stare, mouth agape, eyes bugging out of your head. You look like a complete idiot, no offense.

Get a grip! Everyone heard you say to yourself quietly. They look toward you curiously. You blink rapidly, staring at your sandwitch with a red tint to your cheeks, burning like fire. You could melt an ice berg with your face. Not that kind of hot, silly. You're blushing. Can't you feel it? Why won't you wave, or show some sign that you notice them? Anyone else would. Are you just not brave? They're only human, just like you. Just like the kid over there, see him? Way over there, picking his nose. Yeah, they're human like him. Go say hi.

Forks is a small town. The word that you have a, not so discreet crush on, pretty much all of the boys is bound to get out. Choose one, Bella. You can't just stare at them all stupidly all lunch. Talk to the cute one, with the bronze hair. He's your bio partener. You must have spoken to him. Oh, you have? Is his voice like music? Yeah? Thought so. He looks like the musical type.

Bella, Bella, look! He's beckoning you. Go sit with him. Yes, go do it! We all know you love him, and guess what. No, don't leave yet! Guess what? Give up?

Bella, Edward Cullen loves you back.