I've been thinking about this for a while, and I have the first 3 chapters written, I just want to see how people feel about it. I would really love reviews, constructive criticism is a great thing! I hope you like it! Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Twilight, or anything to do with it. I own a copy of all 4 books, the soundtrack and an Edward Cullen poster. That's about it, sadly.

Chapter 1

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I repeated over and over again, jumping in my seat while trying to keep the steering wheel straight. "Thank you so much, Mom! I love it." I looked to my right and smiled at her as she laughed.

"I get it, Bella! And you're welcome. I'm glad you like it." We were driving from Port Angeles, back to Forks, where we lived. We had just gone shopping, and my mom bought me the whole collection of Jane Austen books, my favorite author. We were having a great time in the car, joking about how funny Charlie, my dad, and Emmett, my older brother, looked when they played Guitar Hero. We gossiped about people at school, talked about Emmett and Rosalie, his girlfriend and one of my closest friends, when suddenly my phone rang.

"Mom, can you get it? It's probably Alice." Alice is my best friend. We've been connected at the hip since we were in kindergarten.

"Hello? Isabella Swans phone, this is her secretary speaking… Hi Alice, hold on, she's right here. But not too long. She's driving." She handed the phone to me.

"Hey Ali, what's up?"

"Hey Bells, whatcha up to?"

"Oh, not much. My mom and I went to Port Angeles to go shopping and we're driving home now."

"YOU WENT SHOPPING WITHOUT ME!?" Alice shrieked into the phone, causing me to flinch and pull the phone away from my ear. My mom chuckled and shook her head.

"Calm it down, crazy! We went book shopping. Jeez." Talk about out of control. Alice was a shopping fiend.

"Well, then I guess I forgive you—"

"Gee, thanks." I interrupted sarcastically.

"Don't interrupt, Bella. It's rude. ANYWHO, I'll forgive you if you come over for dinner tonight. Emmett too, I already called him."

"Sure thing, Ali. What's going on?"

"Well…" Oh, this'll be good. She sounded sneaky. "…my cousin just moved in with us, and I want the crew to meet him. Jas and Rosalie are coming too. He's really nice. And cute, Bella…maybe you guys will hit it off! And get married! And have babies! And then we'll really be like sisters! Or cousins…in-law. Or something." Alice started rattling off, forgetting that I was on the phone still.

"Alice," I groaned. "You will NOT set me up with your cousin. I forbid you. I remember what happened the last time you did that."

"Bella," she whined. "I'm sorry about Eric Yorkie. I for sure thought he wasn't a weirdo. I mean, how was I supposed to know that he would spend the whole night sniffing your hair?"

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered under my breath. "I'll come, but you have to promise that this is not a set up."

"Ok, I promise." She said a little too quickly.

"Alice," I growled. "Don't do it." I knew her too well.

"Oh, damn! Look at the time, gotta go! See you tonight! Wear blue!" and then she hung up/

"Damnit," I said, throwing my phone at my mom, who was laughing silently, her shoulders shaking violently.

"Oh, honey, she means well." Renee said, with laughter in her voice. "She just wants you to be happy."

"Yeah, well not everyone can have what her and Jasper have. Oh, except Emmett and Rosalie, of course." My cynical nature was beginning to show.

Renee sighed, "Bella…" She said in THAT voice. That mom voice, where you know a lecture is coming.

"Mom…" I said, copying her. She laughed.

"Ok, ok. I won't say anything."

"Thank you."

"Except…" I groaned. I knew she wouldn't be able to help herself. "Except that one day you'll find what they have. And it'll be just as stronger, if not stronger. I promise you."

I blushed. I wasn't used to my mom saying stuff like that. Usually I had to hear it from Rosalie or Alice. "Thanks." I whispered. She didn't say anything. She didn't need to. We sat in silence, while I lost myself in my thoughts.

"Bella, honey, can you slow down a little? You're getting a little too fast for my comfort."

"Ugh, Mom. I know how to drive. Can you not be a backseat driver?" I said, turning to look at her with a joking smile. But she was looking straight, terror in her eyes.

"No, seriously! Bella, SLOW DOWN! Now…LOOK OUT!"

And then nothing.