Okay, this is my first fanfic so pleaseeeee be nice! But also, please be real. Any advice, I wanna hear it!
Summary: What if Bella met Edward in 1969? Will Bella, a music loving hippie, catch a reclusive, 'vegetarian' vampire's eye? Will they even get along? Can he save her before she gets herself in too deep? Everything Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer-- not me.
"Come on, Ang! Let's rock and roll!" I exclaimed, hopping into the van barefoot.
"Okay, okay! But I have to be back as soon as the festival is over," Angela said, plopping down onto the seat next to me. She let out a chuckle. "Bella, my parents are going to flip their lid!"
"Okay guys and gals, let's do this!" Mike shouted over the Volkswagon engine roaring to life. I picked up the one of the blankets off of the seat and threw it over us, then draped my legs over Angela's lap. Eric and Ben sat behind us, already half asleep, while Jessica bounced excitedly in the passengers seat.
Ugh. Jessica. Jessica Stanley.
I don't believe in hate. However, if I did... Jessica Stanley and I would most definitely have a love/hate relationship. I can tolerate her because I'm usually high, she can tolerate me because she doesn't have many other options. Jessica digs Mike, while Mike, for some odd reason, digs me. And even though I have given Mike the "just friends" speech, he still wants to be my friend. I guess Jessica's an alright chick, just a wannabe because she's so in love with Mike.
I tossed Jessica a tape and she popped it in as we pulled out of my driveway. Before we even drove off of my street, everyone was singing along to the Rolling Stones "No Expectations."
Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again
Once I was a rich man and
Now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before
You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my peace of mind
Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
Our love is like our music
Its here, and then its gone
So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again
Thank God Charlie wasn't home to see his only daughter skipping her Friday classes to get to "some hippie music fest." And thank God Charlie thought I was going to the beach with my friends for the weekend. He threw a fit just thinking we would be staying with Ben's aunt and uncle for the weekend, so I can only imagine how upset he'd be to hear where I was really headed.
What'd ya think?
This was more of a brief summary of how things go in this story (Bella's relationships, perspective, etc.). The story will pick up-- promise! Oh and Edward will be around soon! Don't worry- I only wish it were possible to forget about him.
If you review, I may just let you hitch a ride with Bella :)