This is my first Fanfiction, I hope you like it… Rebecca.
Disclaimer: I own nothing about Twilight.
Once apon a time there was a thirteen year old girl named Rebecca Robinson. She messed with her friend and found out her Fanfiction account name. THAT WAS THE WRONG THING TO DO. Her friend was an emo vampire.
My eyes skimmed quickly over the page, reading what she had written on her prophile. It was obviously meant for my eyes seeing as it was addressed to Rebecca. With each word that I read I felt a new rush of dread. That's when it occurred to me. She was watching.
I started to flip out, jumping at every sound, unable to get out of the chair for fear that she would be there, laughing.
It was midnight when I heard the laughter. Sick, twisted, emo laughter. I slowly turned towards the noise.
The image I saw almost made me scream.
It was her, but it wasn't. Immediately I recognized the makeover me and my friends had given her. An ugly joke of a face that had seemed funny now was suddenly terrifying. She was wearing black. A lot of black. Her irises were the deep red of a newborn.
"You will forget my FanFiction account name, Becky, or this won't just be a story" it said before it leaped.
I didn't have time to scream.
Just if anyone other than Becky Robinson reads this, it's totally a joke between me and my Beck, don't think I'm directing this at anyone other than Rebecca who might want to read it.