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Author: Ime90

AN: Its set before 'Twilight' happens, so the whole E/B won't happen for a little. There will be a J/A/OC triangle/threesome/kinky shit going on though xD

Chapter One:

Not Another Teenage Story

Looking around my room, I realized that this really was the end. No more late night parties or girls days. No more café trips after school. No more hang outs at the beach. I really was leaving Texas. Sitting on the floor near my window, I half expected my mom to come upstairs and wake me up from this terrible dream.

But she won't. And she never will.

The black dress was hanging somewhere at the dry-cleaners; stained with mascara tears and perhaps a bit of blood. Only I could faint at a funeral and knock myself out on the tomb stone.

A knock at the door gave me a bit of a warning to school my face as my aunt came in. I smiled at her and stood up to walk into her waiting arms. She hugged me before turning me around to face the full length mirror I had yet to pack.

Wide blue eye's framed with thick lashes stared innocently at me; my small, thin face making me look bug-eyed. Yvonne (my aunt) shared my long black hair that curled softly at the ends in waves, stopping just above my waist. She smiled at me at squeezed my shoulders reassuringly.

"Eric is downstairs loading things in the van." she said, saying but not quite saying that I should get a move on. I grimaced and nodded.

"Of course Yvonne", I said, already moving to pack away the last of the stuff. After assuring herself I wasn't going to break down in tears right then and there, she went back to go pack up one room or another.

My name is Jamie Germain, and I'm now officially an orphan. Well, not really; I was able to fight for emancipation and got away with it –granted, I live in the same town as my aunt until I graduate. And where does my aunt live, you may ask?

In a little town called Forks.

My father was the brother of my Aunt Yvonne, and my mother was the head of Sky Corporations –an empire focused on getting the latest gadgets and goods from Asia available on the American and Canadian market. As the Heir, it was a piece of cake to get emancipated. When my father died of lung cancer and my mother of depression, I was left high and dry with a multimillion empire on my back.

Great. Every kid's dream.

So, here I am, getting ready to finish my last two years of high school at Forks High with my cousin, Eric Yorkie. You know, the kid that looks like a dinosaur and is a big sap for chick flicks? Yeah, him. My Aunt and Eric were helping me pack up and move into my own house. There wasn't anything close to them I was able to find that would fit all of my furniture, so I got one near the forest for some privacy –rarely anyone comes that way since it's so close to the police station. My nearest neighbor wasn't that far, maybe a mile or two away.

To be honest, I'm not too keen on living by myself. I don't think I'm ready to be left alone with my thoughts; but I'd rather not intrude on my aunts life.

With a sigh, I taped up the final box.

Taking a deep breath, I yelled, "ERIC!"

"Yes, oh cousin dearest?" he batted his eyelashes comically as he popped up at the door frame.

Yes, popped. Like, noise and everything. Weird, I know.

I squinted and looked at him. "What do you want?" I asked slowly, watching his expressions. "Oh, nothing! Ye have little faith in thee!" he exclaimed, and came over to get the last box. I rolled my eyes, and followed him to the moving van outside. Yvonne and her husband were going to drive the U-HAUL to Washington, and Eric and I would tail them in my car.

My beautiful, sweet car. It was a black Porsche 9-11, the only thing I had really splurged on besides my wardrobe.

Eric locked the van up and knocked on the back, giving his dad the OK. We watched for a moment as they drove off. Suddenly, Eric was in front of me.

"Can I dr-"

"No."

"Ple- "

"No."

He pouted and stalked off to take the other seat. Buckling up, I adjusted my mirrors and smirked. "Ten bucks says I can get us there before your parents." I taunted. Eric hesitated, before grinning and saying, "You're on. How fast can this thing go, anyways?"

"I am so glad you asked."