Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga, Edward, Bella, Jacob or any other characters that strictly belong to Stephanie Meyer.
So this story starts out pretty depressing and pessimistic, but it will lighten up after a certain sexy vampire enters the equation. Let me know what you guys think and if I should continue the story, otherwise I will just delete it. Thanks for reading!
Prologue
Every girl dreams of her prince charming. Every girl imagines the perfect guy, the one that will sweep you off your feet, give you butterflies with every touch, and make you smile with every word he says. We are fed these fairytales where everything is perfect, everyone is perfect, and every princess gets her prince our whole childhood and then what? Well girls, I will tell you. Reality happens. New flash: there is no such thing as a perfect guy! They don't exist. All this talk or fairy tales, happy endings, true love, it is all a hoax girls so wake up now before you get hurt. You will always have to settle for something less than perfect. But hey, it is an imperfect world. This is the story of my imperfect world, and how one night rocked that world, and changed it forever.
Ch. 1
Most people would say I'm a cynic, a downer, an "unromantic", hell some people may even say I'm a cold hearted bitch, but the truth is, I just realized what a lot of people don't: that true love doesn't exist. But nobody wants to hear that. Nobody wants to think that they will never find someone that is the perfect partner to spend the rest of their lives with. In fact, I used to be like all the rest of the suckers out there. I used to read stories, watch romance novels, the whole nine yards and I couldn't wait to experience that one true love, that one in a lifetime love.
I thought I had that love too. After a few boyfriends, none of which I was too serious about but just little crushes, I finally met the one. That one guy that made me feel like the only girl in the world. The one guy I stopped and thought, he is so perfect and I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him. In fact, I am still with that dream guy. I just realized after all the hurts, after all the fights, the drama, the everyday things that drive people part, that true love only exists in fairy tales. You have to give up a few things, you have to realize that nobody is perfect and the things you hate about a person, you have to accept in order to get as close to perfect as you can find.
So my almost-perfect man was Jacob Black. I met him on a hot summer's day, around a pool at friend's party. We hit it off immediately, and I was smitten from the very beginning. We had so much in common, we had so much fun together, but after all the lies, the fights, the late nights crying, I realized that Jacob and I, well maybe we would just be better off as friends. But it was too late. After only two months of dating, he proposed and I admit half the reason I accepted was just the thought of getting married, and not the groom himself. All I wanted was my fairy tale ending, and I thought Jake might be the one to give it to me.
But enough about me, and enough about Jacob. My story starts with someone far my special. My real prince charming, the prince charming I didn't even know I could have.