If I had to decide what the worst thing that could happen would be, it would probably be this...

"Gah!" I shout as my whole body begins to burn terribly.

"Just hang on." A soothing voice says from next to me. I nod slightly as the pain gets worse. "What the hell are you doing! Shouldn't you be HELPING her?" The voice demands in a menacing, yet worried voice. I scrunch my nose as yet another wave of pain shoots through my body.

"We're trying! It's just that there's really nothing we can do!" A voice says, sounding stressed. I hear something growl.

"Well, you better figure something out!" The soothing voice says again. "Cuz if something happens to her, I swear, I WILL kill you." He threatens in an angry voice.

"We'll do everything we can, but there's no guarantee that she'll come out of this." A voice says, sounding sad. I hear someone sigh.

What seems like an hour or so passes with the pain only getting worse, until suddenly, there's nothing but blackness surrounding me.

"Looks like she's finally calmed down..." Someone says, sounding exhausted. "Why don't you go get some sleep." The voice says. I hear a growl. "Fine then, you can stay here. Just don't wake her up." Someone walks toward me. "Just make sure not to make her uncomfortable. We don't know how long the pain meds are going to work for." The person says.

"Whatever. Just get the hell out." The soothing voice says in a commanding voice. I hear about six people leave the room. "Please be okay." The voice says as a weight bows down the bed slightly. "You have to make it out of this."

Ahna shoots out of bed when her alarm clock blares. She sighs as she closes her eyes.

"That was...an odd dream." She says, getting to her feet, only to fall back on her ass when a dizzy spell hits her.

"Well, that wasn't very smart of you, was it?" A voice says from her door. She looks over to see her twin sister, Dakotah.

"So what? It's not like you're any more graceful when you get up." Ahna says, shaking her head.

"Well, are the two of you packed yet?" A male voice asks. They both look toward their father, completely taken aback with his sudden appearance. "For the move." He clarifies when neither of them talk for over three minutes. He sighs, and walks out of the room when they continue to stare at him like he's grown a fourth head.

"What in the world!" Ahna demands, sitting on her bed again. "Looks like I'm just not cut out to understand anything today!" She shouts, looking at the floor.

"I'm no better." Dakotah says, sitting next to her. Ahna looks at her for a moment.

"What move is he talking about?" Ahna asks. Dakotah looks at her, and shrugs.

"I have no idea." The two of them look around the room, examining their boxes, and empty room besides their beds.

"Looks like we should know, though." Ahna says. The door suddenly opens.

"You mean you forgot that we're moving to Forks?" Their father demands.

"We're moving to...silverware?" Dakotah asks, looking at their father like he's lost his mind.

"NO! We're moving to Forks, Washington. You know, the city?" He demands, rolling his eyes. The two girls look at him.

"OH!" They both shout at the same time as they finally grasp what he's saying. He shakes his head.

"I swear sometimes. If only I had gotten two boys. They could understand the obvious without much trouble." He says. The girls look at him like he had just slapped them. "I'm kidding!" He says, holding his hands up in surrender as they chase him out of the room.

An hour or so later, the three of them are completely packed, headed toward Forks, Washington, their new home. They get there, unpack, and sit down on the floor, getting ready to endure yet another father-daughters talk.

"Now listen up, girls. If you find any guys you like at this new school, I want to meet them immediately, no exceptions." Their father says, pointing his pointer finger in the air.

"Yeah, yeah." The both say, rolling their eyes as they head up the steps, toward their individual rooms.