Intro

A Froggy Encounter

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, however, I do enjoy playing around with the characters for fun.

Once upon a time there once was a beautiful maiden with the name of Isabella Swan. From far and wide men have come forth in her hand in marriage but the fair maiden would always turn down there offers in search for her one true love.

I scoffed at the idea, I a fair beautiful maiden? Get real. My name is really Isabella Swan though; it kind of sounds like a story in the making doesn't it? Truth be told I'm nowhere near being considered being beautiful. I'm just a plain girl, somewhere near the category of being cute. I know you're all saying.. Geez get real and stop pitying yourself. Well what would you feel whenever you find yourself near a 5'9" blonde girl with size C cups and blue eyes?

Now you can catch my drift, you'll feel plain of course. If you don't..then by God kudos to you. I so want to learn your hidden secrets.

"Isabella!" Sue's voice rang forth through the house. Should I mention the fact that my life is kind of like fairy tale minus the whole happy ending and magical stuff.

I was like Cinderella without the whole ordeal of having to clean shit up for people. Charlie, my dad, married Sue Clearwater two years ago, resulting to an evil step sister for me. Yes she is evil. Sue on the other hand isn't as cruel as her daughter. However, she is quite dim and easily fooled into doing things for the love of her offspring. Sue didn't really express any anger towards me, heck I receive no such emotions from her. I was merely just someone to her just another person to live with for the moment.

And what about Charlie, well you can figure out I have no love for him. How can I? Since he hardly is ever here to give a care. Hell the only reason why he got married was so someone can keep an eye on me while he did his own personal business. Such a caring parent he is. Snort.

"Yes?" I answered in a fake chipper voice. The door to my bedroom creaked open, and there stood Sue in an apricot colored sundress with three inch heels and cake of makeup plastered on her face.

"Just wanted to tell you that Leah and I are off to the cabin for the whole week. We'll see you next week, doll." And like that she was gone with a swift turn on her heels, with the final wave of her dress and the click of the door behind her.

I sighed and leaned back on my bed, the sounds of scuffling feet below me followed by muffled shouts filled my ears.

"You stupid man! You're carrying my bag the wrong way!" Leah screeched, her voice slamming straight through the thick flooring. I winced in pity on who had to face her wrath. Fifteen minutes later all was silent, no sound could be heard except for my slow rhythmic breathing. I sat up quickly and grabbed by fictional novel from my bed stand. I was an extremely fantasy romance diehard fan. I know such things never did exist in reality but one can never stop daydreaming about it.

I, Isabella Swan, have a problem and that problem is me drowning into my overly imaginative mind. My head consists of handsome human dragon boys to bloodsucking green eyed hunks. Yup, I was really out of my mind.

Slipping on a pair of worn down chucks, I jumped off my bed and trudged on out to my secret hideaway.

"Going out, Miss?" One of our long term maids and one of the most loving person I have ever met, called to me. I looked up and gave Angela a bright smile. She was nearing her 40's and yet she still managed to keep her youthful looks intact. Her long brown hair was twirled in a neat bun and she had on one of those old fashion maids's outfit. I asked her once why she continued to stay in this hell household. Her reply was simple, 'I couldn't leave an innocent soul here'. I was nowhere near being innocent, but I was happy knowing she will be here for me. Her friendly hazel eyes lingered on the book in my hand, and a smile sneaked on over her lips. "Reading again?"

"Guilty," I smiled sheepishly at her.

"Just be back before 6, dinner will be ready by then." She replied in a soft motherly tone.

"No problem, I'll be back by then!" I waved back at her, running down the hallway to the staircase.

"No running in the house!" Her voice scolded me from behind. I slowed down to a quick pace and laughed. Angela was like a mother to me. And I loved her like she was one.

I slid the backdoors to the patio deck open and a gulf of bright sunlight penetrated my eyes. I shaded them from the glare with my hand then ran down the stairs and straight into the forestry area of my backyard. I passed by gardeners with an occasional pleasant hi and wave. They were all like a second family to me. Actually they were my family and they treated me like one. Don't get me wrong, I'm not Miss-Goody-Two-Shoes. I have a tendency to lose my temper and be a bitch when I feel like it. But to these people, I just couldn't keep a bitchy front on them. They have Leah for that. Now she will always be a bitchy drama queen.

I released a sigh of relief once I reached the cool shady edges of the green lush. The forest itself was my sanctuary. A place to get away from all the whines and dines of being what I was. With slow steady steps, I began my journey deeper into the forest. The sounds of small creatures in their daily routine filled the air. Slim streams of light could be seen filtering through the canopy of leaves.

I didn't have a destination in mind. Each day was a surprise a small journey in the making. Letting my eyes scan the vicinity, I noticed a small fallen log with a steady stream of light hovering above it like a spotlight. It was the secret reading spot of the day. I placed my foot on top of it, pressing down to check if it was sturdy enough. Satisfied that it didn't shatter from my strength, I sat down on it getting myself in a comfortable position. I propped open my book and was about to return to the fantasy world of demons when I heard a croak.

I looked around but saw nothing out of the ordinary. I glanced back at the open page when I heard it again. This time it was louder and coming from somewhere right beside me. Gazing down I saw a green frog staring at me.

"Well uhm...hello there..?" The frog croaked again gazing at me carefully. I could have just ignored it except this frog had amazing pale ice blue eyes. "What pretty eyes you have." I cooed, laughing doing a mix from Little Red Riding Hood.

The frog jumped closer to me, causing me to squirm away. "Okay listen here froggy, you keep away from me and nothing bad will happen." It stared at me with its icy blue eyes, as if he was egging me to do something. Narrowing my eyes at the frog, I had an inkling feeling that this wasn't a normal frog. I mean what kind of frog had blue eyes? Maybe it has contacts Bella. Ha Ha.

Luckily I was alone if someone saw me talking and glaring at this damn amphibian I'd bet they think I lost my mind. Or maybe I have? A croak broke through my inner debate, and my eyes landed back onto it.

"You know you're annoying? Ugh, great I'm having a battle with a stupid frog." I shook my head and frowned at him. "And why the hell do you have blue eyes? Frog contacts?" I joked to myself with a soft laughter. The frog answered me back with another croak. "Goddamnit! Would you leave me in peace?"

Croak.

"If you don't I'll freaken fry you! You know I tried frog legs before and they're pretty good." I gave the frog one of my signature creepy smiles, one of those smiles that belonged to a serial killer with a bolt loose in their head. Yes, I accomplished that technique which I use against Leah countless number of times.

Croak.

"Gah! What do you want from me? You know what? This is ridiculous; I can just throw you far faar away!"

Croak.

"Son of a-" I reached for the frog ready to chug him 6 feet away from me until in jumped directly on my lap, glaring at me. What the hell? "You aren't a normal frog are you?"

Croak.

I eyed it carefully, wondering in my mind if this just perhaps was a prince stuck in the form of a frog. Hey I did say my mind was a bit loopy. "What do you want from me?" Stupid frog.

Croak.

"A kiss?" I snorted. The frog just stared at me with those freakishly bright blue eyes without uttering a sound. Holy geez! It did want me to kiss it! My eyes widen, and I swear the frog gave me a smirk in return. "You want a kiss?"

Crooooooooak.

Okay I'm guessing that was a hell yes. I rolled my eyes. The frog jumped off of my lap back onto the log, waiting for me. "You actually want me to kiss you?"

Croak.

My eye twitched, and I looked around to see if anyone was spying on me. This was crazy! Me kissing a frog..I got to have lost my mind. Sighing, I thought about my choices. Why not, heck he can actually be a prince. Since come on, no frog was capable of having blue eyes and understanding the things coming out of my mouth. Hell maybe this was my fairytale come true. It wouldn't hurt to try since there are people that kiss different forms of animals from time to time. Pet lovers they call themselves.

"Okay fine, then you better stop bugging the heck out of me!" I pointed my finger at the frog with a frown.

Croak.

I slid myself down to the ground, the coolness seeping its way through my pants as I kneeled down. My eyes leveling with the frog on the log. I took a deep breath, suddenly nervous at the thought of kissing it. Come on Bella it's not like the frog can judge your kissing capabilities. I crinkled my nose, shutting my eyes tight I leaned closer until my warm lips came in contact with its cold ones. I then felt a slimy wetness rub along the seams of my lips. I gasped in shock, pulling away so quickly that I landed on my ass.

"You damn frog! You licked me!" I accused in surprise and anger, wiping away the wetness from my lips with the back of my hand. Pale blue eyes danced in mirth as they made contact with my brown ones. A second or two later a bright light engulfed the amphibian. Shutting my eyes from the intensity of it, I waited until the red haze from my shut eyelids faded away into nothing. Carefully, I opened one eye up and I swear I felt my jaw drop straight to the ground.

Instead of expecting a frog, my eyes came face to face with a handsome man with dark blue hair and the same icy blue eyes as the frog with pale white skin. His nose was straight near perfection and his lips were not too full or thin, just right in the middle. Those sinful lips of his were now curved upwards in a smirk directed at me. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I was a mute all of a sudden. I let my eyes wander down to his chest, he was wearing a black buttoned down coat with golden lining etched on his sleeves' cuffs. He had a pair of black slacks and black boots to match it all up.

However as much as he did look humanly handsome, he was still near the category of being weird. Hence he did have horns protruding from his forehead, two of them to be exact.

"You..what..what the fuck are you?" I screeched out finally gaining my voice back.

"Language my dear soulmate," he drawled in a bored tone, arching one eyebrow up at me.

"What?"

A/N: Okay what do you think? Good? Bad? Ehhhh in between? Should I even continue with it? And this is mainly the intro..next chapters would be longer…if people are interested in this kind of storyline. lol