HI! Welcome to our first fanfiction! We want to send a special thanks to for being our inspiration for this story. Also, as an author's not,e we have to go ahead and say that we do not own Twilight or any of the characters in Twilight - Twilight, and all subsequent novels in the series, all property of Stephanie Meyer. We do, however, own Jade and Melody, while the character of Leslie belongs to MrsTwiTard.
Bella felt a little guilty. She hadn't been home for at least a few days. Her life had been consumed by Edward and his family, and they, in turn, were so busy with the arrival of Leslie that Bella had simply given her dad some idiotic excuse and just spent the past few days at their house helping. She hoped Charlie hadn't starved to death.
"Want me to come inside with you to talk to Charlie?" Edward asked, kissing her jaw and distracting her with his smell. She hated it when he did that. Well, not so much hated.
"No," she finally said, regaining her thoughts. "Charlie is not your biggest fan yet, and I might be in for it already for being gone so long. Do you remember what I told him?"
"You said Jessica was having a very bad week because of, and I quote, 'girl things, Dad, come on, you don't really want to know,' and you were staying with her."
"Right, okay, I'll be fine then. Good night," Bella said, getting out of the passenger side of her truck. Edward was already in front of her when her feet touched the ground. He handed her the keys.
"I'll see you in a few hours," he said. "Don't worry, Charlie seems really happy tonight." They kissed one more time and he was gone.
"Hello? Dad?" Bella started to say once she was inside the door, "Hey, sorry abou—"
"Bella?" Charlie asked happily from the kitchen where he was placing a serving dish on the neatly set table. "You're just in time for dinner."
Bella was baffled, but she set her bad down near the stairs and went to see who the man talking to her was and what he had done with her culinary inept father. It smelled wonderful in the house.
"You cooked?"
"Yeah. I mean, Melody helped with this a little, but she's been teaching me how to make all sorts of things," Charlie said. For the first time, Bella noticed the girl sitting at the other side of the table. She was short, younger than Bella, and had a big smile and very shiny, short, blonde hair.
"Oh, I didn't know if you'd be home tonight or not," she said getting up. "I'll set a place for you."
Bella sat down, stunned as a plate was set before her and Charlie served them all, what appeared to be, stir fry and rice. Her father and the strange new girl babbled for a little bit about how Charlie was learning to cook very well, the stir fry was very tasty, and maybe tomorrow they could make crab legs.
"Wait," Bella interrupted, coming back to her senses. "Who are you? Are you my cousin or something?"
"Oh, I am so sorry! My name is Melody. I'm not your cousin, I… uhh…"
"She's new around here," Charlie said. "Billy and I found her and her friend wandering along the highway when we went fishing a few days ago. They said they fell into a book and woke up in the woods."
"Yep," Melody said, smiling.
"We took them to the hospital, but they couldn't do anything since the girls weren't hurt and all their psych people are out at some conference in New York for the next three weeks," Charlie continued. Bella realized that this was the most she had heard him say in a long time.
"They said that as long as Jade and I weren't dangers to ourselves – that's my friend's name, Jade – then they couldn't keep us there." Melody added, still grinning.
"I'm letting her stay here until we can get someone to look at them, or we find their parents. Jade is staying with Billy," Charlie finished the story.
"Uhh," Bella paused, not knowing how she felt about a potentially mentally unstable person staying in her house and wondering why Edward hadn't warned her. "Okay, that's cool I guess."
"Definitely. Melody has been such a help. Teaching me how to cook, we talk all the time, she laughs about everything and has such a witty sense of humor." Charlie laughed happily and Melody joined in. Bella eyed Melody with an emotion she couldn't quite place.
Melody suddenly stopped laughing and looked directly back at Bella. "Oh! Oh! You should come with us tomorrow! It's Saturday, right? Billy and Charlie are going to watch the game or something and I'm going to hang out with Jade and Jacob," at this, Melody burst into giggles again. Bella looked at her as though she'd grown an extra head. As she noticed Bella's gaze, she attempted to clarify. "I think it sounds so funny when you say 'Jade and Jacob' because their names sound so similar… Anyways, it'll be fun and you should come."
Charlie smiled fondly and looked at Bella, "Doesn't she just remind you of when you were thirteen?"
"Hey!" Melody narrowed her eyes, "I'm fourteen!"
Charlie and Melody laughed together, but Bella could only stare.
Dinner ended, leaving Bella feeling strange and excluded. Not even wanting to be around Melody and Charlie any more, she went to her room and worked on her homework. She finished everything, but her math, which was taking her a long time because she kept losing focus and staring blankly at a picture on her wall that had been taken when she was twelve, it was of her and her dad.
"That one's wrong," said a voice that was very close to her ear, "You forgot some parenthesis two steps ago, and it's messing the whole thing up."
Bella almost jumped, but she was getting used to Edward's sudden appearances.
"Why didn't you tell me about Melody?" She asked him.
"I thought she'd be a good surprise," Edward said, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Charlie is so much happier since she has gotten here. He practically radiates it."
"Well I—"
"Shh, hold on," Edward said as he freed his arms, "She's coming up to talk to you about tomorrow. Charlie fell asleep in front of the TV. I'll be right outside."
There was a knock on the door and Edward was nowhere to be seen.
"Come in," Bella said.
"Hey," Melody said, coming into the room as instructed and standing against the door, "Can I talk to you two?"
"You two," Bella asked, feeling a little panicky, but trying to hide it. "There isn't anyone else in here."
"Yeah, whatever," Melody said nonchalantly, waving her hand in the air. "Edward, come back in here please."
Surprisingly, he did come back, but made a big show of climbing back into the window from the tree outside and almost falling off in the process. Once he was pretty much inside the room, Melody rolled her eyes and spoke again.
"If you're finished wasting time, I wanted to know if you're both okay with Bella hanging out with us and Jacob tomorrow. I would really like her to. I'd invite you, Edward, but, well, you can't come anyway so—"
"Oh my god," Edward said, his perfect brow knitted in concentration from what he was hearing in her mind. "How do you know about these things?"
"What things? What's she thinking? Why are you freaking out?" The questions started pouring from Bella, as though she had been holding on to them all evening.
"I read them," said Melody, "but—"
"Where," demanded Edward.
"In a book. Well, a few books. And there are some movies, too. Here, it's probably easier to just think it all at you."
It was silent for a minute or two, during which Edward let out a low whistle.
"So," he said, after a few more moments. "Renesme?"
"WHAT is going ON?" Bella exclaimed suddenly, before Melody could speak again.
"Well," Edward said, trying to explain, "She's just like Leslie, as in she's from someplace else. Except Leslie hasn't thought about it more than fleetingly, so I had no idea the sheer extent of it all."
"There's another real girl here besides me and Jade?" Melody asked.
"Yeah, she's staying at our house." Edward nodded, surprisingly calm about the entire situation.
"Oh man," Melody said, "We should totally all trade at some point. It can be like Twilight musical chairs only…" She paused, thinking, finger to her chin. "Nothing like musical chairs. Never mind. But we should all trade. We can watch the books happen in, like, real time."
"Except, wait," Edward said, "We didn't play baseball."
"Oh yeah," Bella said, finally feeling like she might be on the same page is everybody, "Leslie told us not to go because of some track runner or whatever."
"What!" Melody exclaimed, "So, none of it is going to happen? Wow. I wonder if the space time continuum is all screwed up now, like in the movies. I wonder if Jacob will still change."
"Into a werewolf?" Edward asked, slightly agitated at the thought of it.
"A WHAT?" Bella asked, shocked, only to be dismissed.
"You're dating a vampire." Melody gave her a dead look before turning to Edward and addressing a more important matter. "And he changes into a 'shape shifter'. I guess, they're not technically werewolves. They just transform into wolves."
"Well," Edward replied, "Now you two really have to go to his house tomorrow and ask Billy. Bella, will you go to see what he says for me? But, for god's sake, be careful."
"Wait, hold on. Go back," Bella cried desperately. "Jacob. Turns into. A werewolf?"
"You weren't listening at all, were you?" Melody sighed, "And you didn't see all that foreshadowing? Remember that dream you keep having with the wolf in it? Remember how he told you about his ancestors being part wolf or something? Or has that happened yet? Geez, now I'm all confused."
"Not really a werewolf," Edward explained, trying to be helpful because Bella looked emotionally distressed and upset at Melody for being so abrupt with her. "Not like Wolf Man, all hairy like you think. They would just turn into big, huge dogs with very sharp, vampire ripping teeth."
Melody nodded, almost excited. "A guy would have tried to kill you in a couple months and they saved you by ripping the guy to shreds, pretty intense considering vampires are all made of diamond mixed with marble, or something."
Edward waved Melody off with a hand and returned to Bella's quivering lip, the thought of vampire ripping teeth was scary. "Don't worry. That might not happen now."
Bella went from quivering lip to stone face, looking at Melody suspiciously. "And how do you know all this again?"
"Remember when your dad said he picked us up while we were wandering around claiming we 'fell into a book and woke up here'? We did fall into a book. It's called Twilight. It's a book about a girl named Bella Swan who moves in with her dad in Forks, Washington and falls in love with a vampire named Edward Cullen. All while having strange, sexually charged moments with her 'we're only friends' friend, who is also a werewolf, Jacob Black. She also completely ignores all human boys and complains about her life whenever she gets a chance, but never really does anything to change it, except whine and cry and sometimes thinks about killing herself with rocks when her boyfriend and 'not boyfriend we're only friends' friend are threatened by a newborn vampire and an escape artist vampire." Melody paused, furrowed her brow, smiled and then tilted her head.
Everything seemed to go over Bella's head, it was like her world was crashing down around her and she missed Melody calling her a whiney, good for nothing. "Are… are you telling me that I'm not real?" The quivering lip returned.
"In my world you're not, but clearly science has got some 'splainin' to do." Melody shrugged, as though it was no big deal.
Edward agreed with her analysis of the situation, that it was no big deal, and just smiled. "That's what I've been saying for about a hundred years."
Bella was confused, it was like everyone had lost their minds. Edward was okay with a random twelve year old telling him he was from a book and predicting the future and so was Leslie and Melody acted like it was no big deal. Charlie was letting her live there and the Black family had taken on the other. Not to mention there was one living with the Cullens.
"Speaking of which," Melody interrupted Bella's thoughts. "Why don't you guys just say that it's a rare skin condition? I mean, it's not like you actually burst into flames. And then you could go into the sun all you wanted and no one would care. Maybe you'd dazzle a couple people here and there, but it would be okay."
"It's a little more complicated than that," Edward opened his mouth to explain why 'rare skin condition' was lacking in sufficiency when Bella interrupted, hands stretched out as though it would stop time itself.
"OKAY!" She said, "This is all a little too much for me. You're just a little too much for me. I think we're done now. I promise I'll go to Billy's tomorrow, but I am going to bed before my head explodes. And anyways, isn't it past your bedtime, Miss Fourteen Years Old?"
"Hey!" Melody protested, but Bella was obstinate and obtuse, winning out in the end with sheer stubbornness. Before sulking away to bed, Melody glared at Bella, "You're only like… three years older than me.