Me: Okay, enjoy!
Edward: Wait! What about the disclaimer?
Me: What about it?
Edward: You don't own me.
Me: Stop ordering me around! You can't make me put on a disclaimer! So…ha! *sticks out tongue*
Edward: Oh yeah? Well Alice said—
Me: I am willing to bet against Alice, just this once. You. Can. Not. Make. Me.
Edward: We'll see about that. *looks me in the eyes…dazzles me*
Me: *blinks stupidly* Uh, what did you want me to do?
Edward: The disclaimer… *still holding my gaze*
Me: Er, right. *hypnotic tone* I don't own Twilight…it owns me!
Prologue:
I remember the day I first laid my eyes on her; when I woke up to the world, seeing it truly for the first time. As I swept through the forest across the Canadian borders, I kept replaying the scene, her perfect face, her innocent expressions as she modestly waved away compliments from her boyfriend. That's right, the girl I had imprinted on has a boyfriend. And quite a serious one at that. How perfectly this world works out for us werewolves. I remember the day so clearly, so vividly, like it was yesterday…