What if the world we knew and all of those a part of that world were just the start of something bigger? That all those places and people that we had come to know and love weren't really there? What happens when there is a soul crying out for a mate, a pack missing a piece of themselves, and a girl trying to run away from danger? No place is safe, and there are no right choices. There is Au and Crossover action, and a little bit of everything from column A and B.
I still hadn't quite figured out why I was sitting there at this table listening to some air head gossip about who was cute, who was hot, and who was a general waste of space. Weren't there children starving, and people dying somewhere in this world? And yet, I was listening to some girl named Jessica go on about some petty teenage issues.
"Bella, did you see?" Jessica asked. "Oh my god, you weren't listening at all were you? You totally just missed them."
With a slight grimace I focused back on Jessica and forced myself to become involved in her pointless conversation, a conversation that I was apparently apart of. "I missed who?"
I might have well handed her a diamond necklace with the way her eyes lit up, like I had just told her that some actor was asking for her name.
"Ge'ez Bella, you only just missed Jessica's favorite thing to talk about," said another girl sitting at our table.
"It's not my favorite thing to talk about Angela, they just make it so easy," she said with a twisted smirk on her face. "Anyways, you see that table over there with the runaway models?" she indicated with a slight twitch of her head, and indeed the five people sitting at the table did look like they had escaped from a runway, but maybe it was just me, as Jessica seemed entranced, they looked perfect, a little too perfect. "Those are the Cullen's."