A/N: okay well here's the beginning of one crazy story.

I just thought of it one night and decided why not.

Please review, even if you didn't like it constructive critisism is always good...

(but please keep it nice!)

Much love 3

- JMP

Enjoy!

'It's 11:11! Make a wish!' my friend tweeted. I laughed. Of course she would be reminding everyone that it was indeed 11:11, the best time to make a wish. I sighed and looked at the clock at the bottom of the screen on my laptop. I stared at the number 11:11 just wondering when it would change to 11:12. I didn't really have anything special to wish for, well except for better grades and not so boring parents. Oh yeah and preferably a boy. Yep I'm 17 and still single. It's not like I'm ugly or insane or not fun to be around. I'm average looking; blonde hair and green-gray eyes. It's not like I have no friends; I have plenty. I want a boy to love me for every flaw I have. I looked at the table beside me and eyed my Twilight book; I wanted someone like Edward Cullen. Oh gosh what was I thinking? He was a ficttionary vampire for crying out loud! I glanced at the clock, which had just turned 11:13. Maybe that wish hadn't count. It's not like it could ever come true anyways. I said goodbye to all the people on twitter and closed my laptop. My dog looked up at me. "Well goodnight Marie" I said to her and gave her a swift peck on the head. After brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed I went into my room. The light was already turned off so I closed the door all the way. It was pitch-black; I ran my fingers along the wall to find my bed. When my hand met with hard cold metal I smiled in triumph. I remember all too ruefully slamming my toe into my bed trying to find it. Since my bed had a high railing on one side that just so happened to be placed closest to the door, instead of walking all the way around like a normal person would I slung my leg over the railing. My eyes began to close as my foot hit my soft bed; just one more leg over then I get to go to bed. I put both arms on either side of my leg and quickly slung it over the railing. Instead of the soft bedding my foot should've came in contact with; it smacked very hard, loudly and I have to say very painfully onto something hard and freezing cold. I had a mini heart attack, what was in my bed? I jumped back nearly falling over the railing and jumped to the ground. I hope my parents didn't wake up with the entire ruckus I was making.

"I'm sorry, did I startle you?" a voice said from the direction of the bed. My eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness so all I could see was a silhouette of what looked to be a boy, no a man, lying down on my bed. He sat up and cocked his head to the side as if waiting for an answer.

"W-who are you? Get out of my bed!" I tried to yell without waking anybody.

I opened my mouth the scream but only a whimper came out before a marble hard cold hand clasped over my mouth. I tried to scream through his hand but I knew it was no use, no one would hear me. My heart was slamming against my ribcage.

"Shhh!" the voice whispered. "Be quiet for just a minute okay?" He looked around. It was still too dark to see his face but his voice sent shiver down my back. Why had his voice sounded so familiar? I nodded my head quickly and he removed his hand. I quickly ran my fingers along the wall trying to find the light switch, or maybe a bat to hit whoever it was intruding my room, and my home for that matter. The light switched on but I hadn't found it yet. I turned around and saw who was before me.

"W-w-wait, you're…" I took in a sharp gasp as I looked up and down at his slender and muscular body; the body of the intruder. "It-it can't be!" I half yelled-half whispered. He bowed in front of me "Edward Cullen at your service Madame" then he winked. My heart was slamming hard with no clue of ever slowing down. My head was spinning and then hard arms caught me. I didn't realize I had fallen. I then met with darkness.