CHAPTER ONE

A/n: this story was inspired by my darling Spoofage. How you ask, well its simple, she's just awesome that way:D Okie dokie, well enjoy the story. -

Toni POV

"… and I bring you today's weather, mid 20's, cloudy, and showers in the afternoon…" I smashed the button on my radio alarm or as I like to call it, the electronic box from hell.

I rolled over and looked into the darkness, counting to three in my head.

Blick. The brightness of the light burned my eyes. "AH! Mother! I'm perfectly capable of waking up without a light." I yelled.

"Don't you give me that attitude at this hour." She slammed the door shut. I just dismissed her from my mind.

I got up and followed my normal routine, grabbed a couple of chips and headed out the door.

I got to my bus stop and sat down. After a couple of minuets I noticed a new face. I've never seen him before, but it felt like I knew him. I stared at him; we made brief eye contact before I looked away. His expression could break a diamond into shreds.

The bus came and I was the last one on, as usual, and the only open seat was next to Mr. Mysterious. He looked at me. Something was different; his eyes had a glint of satisfaction in them. I ignored it.

"Can I sit here?" I asked taking my backpack off me shoulder. He smirked and moved his backpack.

"Make yourself at home." He said in a mellow voice. Oh good god, how I could melt in the tone of his velvety, mellow voice. You could say it's addicting? Yeah, addicting.

"You going to sit down or not?" he asked.

I blinked and sat down, a little closer than I intended. But oh well. WHOA! Back up! Is this possible? I actually like someone other than Nathon? HOLY CRAP! Ill have my little question answered. Jazz. Yep, Jazz. It's kind of weird; everyone calls me Toni short for Antonia. And we all know, or at least most of us, know that Toni and Jazz are best friends like Ernie and his rubber ducky, as Jazz would put it.

"What's your name?" he asked, looking out the window.

"window." I replied sarcastically.

"Right and I'm bob the builder." He said looking at me. I laughed a little.

"Toni." I said with a little grin.

"Cullen." He said, looking out the window again.

"Funny, serious. What's your name?" I asked a little annoyed.

"Cullen, Toby Cullen." He looked back at me, a little puzzled.

"HA! And I'm Isabella Swan. Who's next, James Bond?" I said in a smart ass tone. Bleh, I hang around Jazz to much, she's a big smart ass.

He looked back at me. "I'm being serious. Me name is Toby Cullen." I looked back at him and laughed. "Oh god! HA, HA! Jazz is going to flip out! HA!"

"Jazz?" Toby questioned, tilting his head to the side.

"My crazy friend. No, more like a sister. Don't be surprised if she acts like she's known you her whole life. She did the same thing to me last year." I explained, pulling out my favorite book, twilight.

"What's that?" Toby asked again. God does he have anything better to do then ask questions?!

"What does it look like genius?"

"A book of course." He said.

"Okay, problem solved." I said opening to page 249 (took me forever to find the page!)

"Be safe." Toby whispered in me ear. He sounded like the way I imagined Edward's voice.

"Bite me." I said, not looking up from my beloved book.

"Careful what you wish for." He said in a velvet yet vivid voice.

A/n: Bwhahahaha! Cliffy! Sort of… I dunno. You guys don't know how hard it is to write this and actually stay on subject A.D.D. anywho.. please REVIEW! Let me know how badly this sucked. Okay? Okay. Thanks. Ill update soon. Eather way. X3

(p.s. you should know who im basing this on… darling? Lol)