What happens when twilight fanatic Juno Heckleberry has her dreams come true to be part of the twilight world? Just not the way she wanted it to.
He seemed unaware of his watching family as he pulled my face to his, lifting my feet off the floor-
'Juno!' soon I heard the irregular stomping of half-asleep footsteps barreling up the steps at an alarming rate. 'Shoot' I whispered mostly to myself as I snapped my book shut with a snap. I hurriedly stashed my book on the top of my closet, my mother being too short to reach. And ran to my desk in the nick of time, as my but hit the seat the door flung open. 'What?' I asked with an innocent look on my face. 'Were you reading Twilight again?' she asked a hard expression coming into her soft features.
'No mom, I was just finishing up my trig.' Usually in tight situations I was a faboulas liar, hopefully she wouldn't pick this moment to not be totally clueless. 'oh ok, I just didn't hear your radio, I though-' suddenly a guilty look came over her face 'I'm sorry Juno I just want you to know that I took those books away for your own good, it's not good for you to get caught up in things like that when you have so much going for you-' exasperated I interrupt her babbling 'Mom OK I get it your doing what's best for me yada-yada got it. File saved.' Silently cursing her within my own mind, just wishing she would leave so that I could spend the rest of my evening basking in everything that is Cullen.
'But-' I cut her off before her eyes could get any bigger. 'Mom, file saved remember. Go back to bed you always over react when you wake up earlier than your sleeping pill is supposed to let you.' Just wishing she would exit the room before my patience slimmed down to a breaking point.
'You're probably right, I really should be getting to bed. Maybe-' I cut her off yet again. 'MOM! Goodnight. I love ya but you're on my last nerve' With that's I guided her, well pushed her out the door and shut the door in my haste, in her face. I waited with my ear against the door until I heard her shuffling stop downstairs and the door come to a close.
I jumped over my bed and turn on the radio then launched into my closet to retrieve the book from the top shelf. Although I hated reading with the radio on I had momentarily forgot that my mother also knows this fact as well. Oops I thought with an internal exasperated sigh. I silently castigated myself for not remembering.
I soon settled into my bed to plunge myself into my haven where my dreary past can be erased with a turn of a page.
Hey readers sorry for the shortness this story just popped into my head and I couldn't help but get some of it down in a VERY little amount of time:D
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