This is an idea that is still developing. I loved the story of twilight but I always thought it all ended just a little bit to perfectly. It gave me more of a fairy tale feeling then a vampire story. So I decided to write something that was a little bit more depressing and realistic in my opinion. I won't be changing the characters or what happened during the story as that wouldn't be fanfiction imo but the new characters I will be introduce will change the world of twilight.

This is a story of a boy who had everything until one night where he lost it all. This is his story.

I don't own twilight. Brian and friends are however my creation though at the end of this that may not be a good thing =P

BRIAN POV

There were 9 seconds left in the last half of the basketball game. We were down by 1 and had been pushed around by the other team all night. If it wasn't for Deacon we would not have made the comeback we had. I had been subbed in because I was faster and had better ball handling than my senior counterpart. I was decent at shooting but not against these behemoths. Our only hope was to get the ball to Deacon and hope he could put it in. Time froze as I was checked the ball. I pushed my way to the three point line where a guy six inches taller and what had to be 50 lbs heavy then me blocked my path and I glanced at the clock. 6 seconds left. My mind kicked into over drive and I saw the huge guy lunge towards me. For some reason I was always good at making people miss. That's why I was a kick returner in football and why I was always picked first in dodge ball. As he lunged I saw an opening and dashed under the arm on my right swiftly pulling up and taking two steps before I saw the clock at 2 seconds. A second of hesitation as I tried to think if I could make the shot and then I saw him. Deacon did a quick spin past his man and leapt into the air. It was so simple. Another day at practice. I threw the ball perfectly in his path where he grabbed the ball and did a smooth layup. The buzzer sounded and I froze. Our little nobody school had just beaten the reigning champs of three years. No one had given us a chance in hell to win state and yet here we were.

The roar from the crowd was deafening. They leapt down from the stands and were suddenly upon us. I jerked out of my trance when Deacon himself and Adam lifted me unto their shoulders. Confusion swept through me. Deacon and the others had done everything. I was only a sophomore who had played half the game.

"That was awesome man," Deacon yelled over the uproar and gave me a look that said we will talk later before I could object. Deacon had become more like an older brother these last two years as he had with mostly everyone on the team. He would be going to play for Duke next year and I was only happy he ended his high school career on a good note. We all knew he was going places.

Before I knew it I had been carried outside and set down. The entire team packed into our bus and started the hour long ride home. I couldn't help but notice the entourage of cars following us. I tried to spot my families suv but couldn't. The bus was a tiny party on wheels. If one more person clapped me on the shoulder I was sure it would get dislocated. After about 30 minutes coach Walten stood and told us to stop acting like under dogs and start acting like state champs. That sobered us up real quick and people started talking in our individual seats.

"I can't believe that move you made against that guy! I was so sure you were gonna be plastered by him and for a second it looked like you were. You squeaked out from under that guy and set up D perfectly. Oh my god. You wouldn't believe how beautiful that play looked." Tim said with a huge grin. Tim and I had been in the same grade since we started school and we were friends even before that. We did everything together and even me playing in varsity games hadn't gotten between our friendship. He kept trying to tell me how my popularity was sky rocketing since the football season. Five kick returns wasn't that much when you played eight games, but apparently it was enough to make everyone like me. To be honest I really didn't like the spot light. I could avoid balls, football players, and even hulking basketball players but popularity seemed to follow me like stink on trash.

"Hey mind if I switch with you for a bit?" a familiar husky voice said tapping Tim's shoulder.

"Of course Deacon," Tim stood and sat where Deacon had been.

Deacon Leaned back and sighed before he leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees and looked over at me.

"I know you think it was all me but your wrong," Deacon said.

"Common, D, look at the stats. We wouldn't have even made it to state without you and you know it," I said evading the spot light to the best of my ability.

"I am looking at the stats. Have you?" Deacon took out a sheet of paper I recalled the coach carrying around. My eyes found my name and I couldn't believe my eyes.

"That's right. 16 assists 6 points and 2 rebounds, and that was only with a half of a game. You only shot 4 times and made 3 of the four. Your assists basically won us the game. The rebounds aren't amazing if you don't factor in the guy that was on you was a monster. Hell, if he hadn't been on you that fourth shot would have been a no brainer," Deacon praised me without giving me time to respond, " I still don't understand how you got away from that guy on the last play, and I've never had a ball so perfectly put into my hands."

"We still would have won. You would have found a way without me," I said in a hopeless attempt to divert his attention.

"Pfft. Evasive to the end eh?" Deacon said rolling his eyes, " I'm gonna be blunt. Coach kept James in for the first part of the game because this was his last year like me. You've been better for the team for awhile now."

"No way," I said sure he was just humoring me now.

"I'm serious. You say we would have won anyways but you're wrong. Last year we went to the semi finals and lost. Without you and your humble ass we wouldn't have won. You opened up so many opportunities for me tonight. I may have the points on the stat sheet but without you the game would have ended with a loss. Quit doubting yourself and get ready for next year. You won't be missing any games from now on that's for sure," Deacon finished and stood. With a wave Tim stood up and they switched seats once more.

"What did Deacon want?" Tim asked enthusiastically.

"Nothing much. He's just being the same old Deacon," I said with a shrug looking out the window into the cold rainy night.

"He passed the torch didn't he?" I glanced back at Tim with a worried expression only to see his eyes blazing with excitement. Interpreting my look he shouted with joy only to be rebuked by the coach.

"Brian," Tim said with a grin, "You know there were scouts at the game. So when you get your full ride can you mention me please?" he finished with a laugh.

"Leave it alone. We still have two years and I don't plan on thinking of college until my senior year," I said trying to change the subject.

"Maybe you should ask Mel out now?" Tim said.

Leave it to Tim to go from the worst subject to the only one I'd not rather talk about.

"When are you going to stop choking up every time I mention her name," Tim said with a laugh.

"When you stop blind sighting me with it!" I practically yelled attracting a stern look from the coach.

This silenced him for the rest of the trip as the coach kept a watchful look in our direction. We pulled into the Pizza parlor even though it was well past their hours. The lights were on and half the town seemed to be there with the other half behind us. The party on the bus seemed small in comparison to the romp held at the only food place big enough for everyone. Our families couldn't even get close to us for the majority of it. Someone must have recorded it because they brought out a big tv and we all watched the game over again. The pass really was beautiful as I watched the buzzer go off and the whole room cheered again. People started going home around 4 am except for the players and their families who lingered.

I smiled broadly when I saw my Dad and Mom give me thumbs up from a table far away from the commotion. My entire family was like this. We avoided the epicenter of activity in all situations. Well almost my entire family. Rebecca was the black sheep of our family. Completely opposite she reveled in the attention of others and thanks to her looks and wonderful personality she often got her wish. I wondered how she could walk through the rain with that cheerleader uniform on and noticed I was only in a jersey and shorts. Not much better honestly. She was ignoring the cold and in a huddle with the rest of the cheerleaders. I got a feeling telling me there was something that needed avoiding. Looking around I saw no danger so I got up to get another root beer which was probably the only thing I missed during sports.

The coach gave a short talk and then dismissed us making sure we told the pizza chef thank you for his support. As I was completely exhausted I gave my farewells to my team and headed towards my parents. I realized they were gone and saw them waiting in the car outside. I shuffled my way outside and was about to step outside the protection of the roof when Becca grabbed me by my arm and dragged me behind an ice machine that was next to the store.

"Hey! Whats the big idea?" I said trying to resist but being way too tired to put up any good attempt. I shot a glance over to my mom and dad and saw mom smiling broadly. Something was definently up but my brain was in a fog.

"Shhhh just follow me," she said in a mischievous tone. She stopped abruptly and swung me around and put me in between a wall of cheerleaders and the store wall. Except for Melissa Obenhaus that is. The girl who had been the object of my obsessive crush for almost four years now. Although my body froze my entire system was jerked awake roughly. I could feel myself stand up straight and the heat entering my cheeks that was present whenever I tried to talk to her.

"Hey," was all she said but I found myself hanging on that one word. I tried to respond but I was lost in her appearance as a cheerleader. It had taken countless hours of practice staying focus on the game when she was in the cheerleading squad but I had managed. That was arguably the main reason I was not a start on varsity my freshmen year but thankfully the only one that knew the cause of my nervousness was Tim. Now there was no way I could ignore her. Her perfect black hair hung shoulder length framing her perfect features. Her hazel eyes were in and of themselves enough to get lost in and when she blushed Rebecca slapped me on the back to remind me to breathe. Finally I shook myself free of the trance and smiled. Of all the things I wanted to say to her the lamest had to find its way out.

"Hey," I said timidly. I heard an exhausted sigh from behind me I knew was my older sister. She spun around and took both our hands and put Mels in mine. At which point she crossed her arms stamped her foot and gave a satisfied nod.

"He likes you," Rebecca said to Mel who blushed even deeper than before and my eyes almost popped out of my head as Becca had just let my biggest secret slip. Rebecca turned to me with a triumphant grin.

"And she likes you knuckle head. Now you two are going to go out. Don't worry Mel I'll help him plan the first few. It's partially my fault I let my little brother get to sixteen before I found a girl I approve of," Rebecca said completely ignoring my deep blushing as she made everything worse with every word. Then Mel squeezed my hand a little and all my embarrassment and anger was swept away. I looked Mel in the eyes and she gave me a soft smile and I nearly forgot to breathe again before smiling back. I was oblivious that the cheerleaders had left as Mel and I just looked at one another until I heard a loud chorus that was my sister.

"We agreed to let them talk it out Becca," one of the girls said in exasperation.

"If you knew how thick headed my brother is you wouldn't say anything, but who cares. They are together now so mission accomplished," Rebecca finished with a laugh that was soon joined by the rest of the squad.

I focused once more on Mel who had laughed as well. I made a motion that we go and we walked towards our cars hand in hand. I blushed when I saw my mom bouncing in her seat and my dad winking. Honestly how many people knew about this? Just then the rest of the basketball team came out all cheering and I now knew it was everyone. Mel and I parted when we went to our respective family cars. I had been in the car for thirty seconds when I got a text telling me that this was her cell number. I scowled over at my sister who was whistling innocently before she reached over and gave me a big nuugy.

"Great job out there today kid," Dad said as he pulled out from the parking lot.

"Really it was so much fun to watch," mom said happily.

They all started in on the flattery that I had been subject to all night but my mind was shutting down. I was tired, probably smelly, and completely emotionally exhausted. Not very often do you live the best day of your life.