WOOT! Now that I have a laptop for Christmas, I am so super excited to upload stuff. :)

Unfortunaly, the only story I will be uploading frequently will be CullenIzing Instant Message & the Valemont one; the other ones will be deleted soon enough, because I'm never going to finish them. :/

But,if you message me for permission, I will let you continue to write & publish on your own site, the stories that I have started. (By the way, those of you who liked Tainted Love, if you want a shot at ending it, give me a reveiw or Private Message.)

Anyway, this is "Secret Key" based off of Valemont on MTV. If you need a full summary, go to the author's note on Cullenizing Instant Message. :) Thank you.

"This is your bed."

I came out of the little trance I was in. Jessica =, my new Valemont roommate was pointing vaugly to the other side (the bare side) of the room. Her side was covered with posters of movie stars, and singers. She flipped through a Cosmo magazine and kept popping the bright pink gum she had been working on for the last thrity mintues. "Is all your stuff up here?" SHe asked, nodding her head towards my skimpy suitcase.

"Yeah. I didn't want to pack to heavy." I said. There was a defenate difference between us; she was pretty and preppy, and I was normal and nonchalant. She flipped her curls and shrugged as she flopped on her stomach and crossed her feet in the air. "Suit yourself." She said, blowing a bubble, sucking the air out of it, and putting it back in her mouth.

I crossed over to my bare matteras on the dark wooden bed. I sat down gently, then, feeling restless, got the sheets and blankets out from under the, again, skimpy pile of clothes. As I smothed over the top sheet, Jessica threw the magazine on the side of her and started talking again.

"So, where are you from?" She asked, her peppiness breaking the still silence. I flinched. "Arinoza."

"Ooh, I'm from Washington. You know, speaking of sunny places..." her voice trailed off, "We should go outside for a walk." I shook my head. "Oh, com'on." She begged.

She must not like being on her own.

"I'll show your where all the houses are?" She wagered. It might help me if I know all these. "Okay."

You see, I've been accepted to Valemont, one of the prostegest schools in the world. And I've snuck in right under their noses, making them think I'm one of them. Toying with thier minds. I've come for a higher purpose than bragging rights, though. I've come because I need dto find out who killed my brother.

Eric.

I sighed as I came back down to reality. "...but there were five orginal houses. But, before you and I were born. The really cool thing about it was that it burned to the ground. Don't worry though, nobody died or anything gross like that, but it did disapper. Like, 'poof!' gone."

We came upon the first house. It was old, and grey, but it was beautiful, filled with cherubs and gargoyles on the top of the roof.

"This is Pathera. Its for the wealthy and naturally beautiful." I looked over. There were a few guys and girls scattered across the lawn, looking like the picture of ease, gently leaning against the stair railing or lounged across large blankets on the beautifully kept grounds.

"They look like snobby rich kids." I commented, and Jessica gave an unladylike snort. "Bella, that's because they are." A few people looked over curiously at us. Jessica turned her head quickly, but I kept my gave on them. One of them was a tall blonde, that gently turned for a few seconds, and, with a uplifting of her eyebrows, turned back toward the group of people she was with. There was a bronzed haired boy beside her, who kept his gaze on me, and looked naturally curious at my friend and I. He was pretty, yes, but since this was the house for the rich and famous, I figured he would be just as much as a snob as his little blonde haired girlfriend, who wrapped fer arm in his, and gently tugged him over into the house.

Jessica sniffed. "That was Miss Perfect, Rosalie Hale. And that," she sighed, gently, "was her amazing adopted brother, Edward Cullen."

"Hm, she seemed friendly,." My voice was flat. Jessica gave another snort. "Yes, well, the Cullen- Hale family is the most sought after family on campus. They all got into Valemont. Even their Adoted parents fell in love here." Well, I'd been wrong on her being his girlfriend.

"That right there is the Serpentes house. It is for people who are artists and humanitarains." Again, there were a few people on the lawn, but instead of lounging lazily, these people had easles and were drawing and painting. We caught the nearest couples converstationa s they walked by. "... Mimi, this organazation feeds the hungry in third world countries. I do agree that the Operation Smile program does have its benifits, but I don't know how we'll be able to choose..."

"Okay, do you see the really short girl with the black hair?" I looked over, yes, I did see her. She was sitting on the steps of the building, holding swatches of fabrics and holding them up to compare them to her almost non existant skin tone. Then, every few seconds, she would jot something down on the scetch pad beside her.

"Yes."

"Well, that is Alice Cullen. She's Edward Cullen's sister, you know, the one we just asw back there?" She jabbed her thumb behind her. I nodded. "She's going to be a fashion major. She's got the most style this side of the campus. And she really is nice. One time, I had a history class with her, and I was wearing this belt my mom got me for my birthday when she went to France, and she complented me on it. She said it was really pretty, and that it 'matched a pair of shoes she owned'. A few weeks later, she was wearing the same belt, and she caught me looking at it and winked."

I didn't say anything, but nodded mindlessly. Alice must have got the feeling that someone was watching her, and she looked around her, until her eyes caught on us. SHe smiled, nodded at Jessica, and then went back to drawing her scetch and holding up swatches.

"Come on, lets see the rest of the hosues."