... I'm pretty pissed off... I wanted to have this as an original story, but FictionPress wasn't really working too well for me... So I guess I'll change it up and make it a FanFiction piece instead and I choose... TWLIGHT! More so cause I could fit this pretty good to Twlight, there will be some OC, and such, a bit of out of character too, as you will see very soon. And this is All human.

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She is Yours,

He is Yours:

A short and bitter sweet prologue:

Edward's POV:

"What's going on up there?" Jasper asked the car at large, his hazel eyes squinting, with his face squeezed up like a bug on steroids.

I paused in fingering the dial of the beat-up radio my car possessed; it was tatty and falling apart, to peer through the window ahead. Interesting, indeed. Up ahead was another car stopped, blocking me, in result I had to stop too, because it prevented me moving. Usually, I didn't even take this way to go home from school, but another more straightforward way. However, I and the guys wanted to stop at the pizza palace, so the guys and I could gouge on fatty cheesy pizza, or in my case, spicy, greasy, cheesy pizza while we all worked.

Work on our band that is.

However, that really wasn't importing at the moment. There wasn't a stop sign nor traffic lights. The car stopped on its own choice. By the car stood a girl, her back facing us. Her petite structure alone yelled, 'flee'. She also had arms crossed, and a black bag slung low over her arm, swinging lifelessly.

"I don't know. And man did you forget your glasses at home again?" I asked him.

He shrugged sheepishly. "Sort of."

I rolled my eyes. "Sort of my ass. Anyway, I'm going to find out what's blocking us. I'll be back in a second." I told them, swinging my door open. Leaving the door ajar, I lightly jogged towards the girl and the car, hearing the tail end of the conversation being held.

"… I'll pay you twenty dollars," a voice lewd.

"Hey!" I called halting at the stopped car, "What's going on here?" I demanded ticked off.

The blue Audi's window was wheeled downward were I could see a male, one I know, wearing an unpleasant smile, with a full car of his football buddies, egging him on as if they were on the football field still. Such freakin' losers the lot of them. "Mike." I spoke.

He slid his blue eyes to me, "Edward." He acknowledged.

"Well, what's going on? You're blocking the road." I said exasperated and nudged a thumb over my shoulder to my car.

"Oh, just having a bit of fun." He said cheeky, "So, sweetheart, what about that twenty?"

"No." The girl mumbled behind me.

"You heard her. She said no. So, just move along then." I told him.

Mike's eyes narrowed. "I'll leave when I'm ready."

"Which is now." I leaned nearer to the open window, pressing my face up close, enough I could smell the pine of his car, and said in a voice dripped in honey, "Look Mike. I'm not in the best of mood now. My alarm clock decided not to wake me up. I had two failing grades I acquired back today. My Math teacher wouldn't get off my case, so I have no desire to deal with a jackass as the likes of you and your nitwits. Although, I wouldn't mind blowing off some much needed steam, so if you're not willing to finish this here and now. I would move along, quickly."

For a second he didn't move, a clear look of anger on his face, but then he said, "Go to hell," and then he peeled off, close to driving over my shoes if I hadn't jump back fast enough, with nothing but a cloud dust and skewed pebbles left in his wake.

Jackass.

I turned to the girl then and studied her closer.

She was wearing a two layered Goth tutu of some sort, just not as puffy. The top was black, underneath dark red, with fishnet stockings and chunky boots, buckles and studs running along the rear front of the boots. She was wearing a red plaid corset over a snug tight shirt, arms completely covered. Her hair was dark brown with hiding red's, reaching almost to her waist in limp curls, like she hasn't had a good wash in awhile. The girl's face was devoted of all makeup, entirely natural, although, I could see traces of makeup and the lack of sleep she's had.

I don't know why I did this, but I then asked, "Do you need a ride?"

Without thinking she said, "yes."

I slowly nodded, "okay," I led her to my car where all the guys had their faces pressed against my windows, fogging it up. How very inconspicuous, I thought, shaking my head. I glared at them. Thankfully, they all took the hint and moved away from my window.

I open the back of my car door for her, "Get in."

Lark seeing her, slid in the middle, handling the pizza boxes with care, squeezed himself against Kent, his twin.

Her body looking worn down with tiredness, gratefully took a seat. I shut the door for her, softly.

Getting back in my car I shut the door, before peeking in the review mirror at her. She looked unsure, as she glanced over at the twins, who were trying hard not to stare at her.

Jasper, who sat in the front seat gave me a raised eyebrow, and simply asked, "Who?"

"Mike and his assholes." I answered, driving off.

"Hm."

I cleared my throat to capture her attention then. "I'm Edward." I said, and nodded my head at Jasper, "This is Jasper, and the two in the back with you are Kent and Lark. You?"

"Bella," She said softly.

"Okay, want to tell me what exactly happened?" I asked.

She shrugged slightly. "I was just walking when that guy stopped and wanted to pay me to… um… you know. He obviously thought me a slut." She said with clear vermin.

I nodded in understanding, "Mike's an ass." I told her. "Where to then?"

"Um… next bus stop will do." She said.

I shared a look with Jasper who had the same look I'm sure I had; weary.

"Bus stop?" I ask her, baffled.

"Yes," she said around a massive yawn, almost taking up her whole face.

I blew out a breath, "Okay, get some sleep then and we'll be there soon."

The lack of sleep must have been eating at her, because she didn't seem to give two shit's that she was in a car full of guys she didn't even know, instead she used her bag as a pillow, laying it on the door, and was asleep in minutes.

"You're not really going to just drop her off at the nearest bus stop are you?" Jasper asked me.

"Nope." I said.

I pulled onto my street a few minutes later.

No I was not.

Look's like instead of coming home with a stray dog, I was coming home with a stray girl.

My brother is going to blow his shit.


Not beta. Sorry. Hope it's not too bad. And I would love some feedback, so review to tell me what you think.

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