AN: Hey, peoples! So, this is my first fanfiction, and it's a crossover of My Babysitter's a Vampire and Twilight, and if you haven't watched MBV (My Babysitter's a Vampire), then just look it up on Wikipedia or something. Or just read on. You'll get it soon enough. So, please, review and enjoy!

Sarah's Pov

I groaned very loudly as my alarm clock greeted me to the day. My own personal welcoming committee. Oh joy. Thankfully, as soon as I woke up, the clock immediately stopped ringing. Thank you, Benny, for being a spellmaster. Unfortunately, until I actually physically got up, the clock wouldn't stop ringing. And I am not a morning person. I rolled out of bed and felt the strange urge to dress up. Not in frilly, lacy things, but an urge to wear something that Ethan would like.

Since when do you care what Ethan thinks? , I thought to myself.

I dressed myself in a lilac tank top, a jean jacket, and jeans. As I raced downstairs and grabbed my backpack, Erica's parents told me to remember that Erica was not allowed to drive no matter what the circumstances until she proved herself totally worthy. This would probably never happen, as I had observed in my three years living with Erica and her family.

I got in my car and drove myself and Erica to school, thinking all the while.

I wonder if Ethan will react to what I'm wearing.

Why do you even care, self?

The Erica inside of me gasped in shock. And then I gasped in realization.

I might love Ethan Morgan. I might love Ethan Morgan.

But…. not possible, right? I mean, if I loved Ethan, then wouldn't I have noticed?

Well, no, my reasonable side pointed out, you thought this whole time the attraction was friendship, not love.

By this time, we had reached the school. Erica stepped out and immediately ran to where the largest crowd of people I had ever seen at school was standing.

Okay, Sarah, I told myself, think about it, and then tell the reporter.

The reporter was a way for me to make a conclusion about a big decision. I would think about something, and then pretend a reporter was interviewing me. The reporter would "ask" me questions that related to my decision such as, how do you feel about….. . Then I would "reply" with what I had decided to do. The last time I had to use the reporter was right after I had been turned into a vampire, when I had to decide whether or not to leave my two best friends to keep them safe. One of them was Erica. But the other….. the other still had blood running through her veins. I wouldn't endanger her life. Just thinking about her, though, made me want to be friends again. But she had moved away.

Sarah, please. You know you miss her. Remember all those good times you had together?

That brought back a flood of memories.

The three of us at the park, having sleepovers, catching fireflies, going the beach.

I finally accepted it. I missed her. She was hopefully still my friend. She was Renesemee Carlie Cullen.