Ch 1

Right after Twilight-

Bella's Point of View-

I slowly walked through the front door of my little house in Forks, and could barely breathe. I swiftly walked through the dark hallway and twirled as I walked into the kitchen.

Unfortunately, even though I felt as if I could float on air, I was still the same pathetically clumsy teen. I fell not so gracefully on my face and quickly looked up in case someone had seen the entire episode.

This of course was completely ridiculous. Not only was Charlie working late again, but Edward and the Cullen's were all off hunting this weekend. None the less, I had received an amazing goodbye, and the weight of having to spend a weekend alone had not sunken in yet. I gladly took my high, and jumped around the house singing terribly off key.

I jumped around the kitchen and threw eggs, ham, and cheese onto the small thick kitchen table, humming happily as I made a beautiful omelet for myself. I skipped to the living room and turned on the TV and watched a sappy chick flick. By the end of the movie, i was laughing hysterically and hugging a giant red pillow fondly.

I sighed, and looked at the clock. I jumped off the couch suddenly and quickly threw my plate in the dishwasher. How could it be two in the morning? Oh well... I walked up the stairs heavily. My high had abruptly vanished and I was already dreading spending a night alone. Completely alone.

Though this was odd. Yes, Charlie came home late, but never this late. This was a bit excessive. How much crime was really in the little town of Forks? Whatever, time for another long night. I slowly walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth dully. When I left the bathroom, I crawled into my large warm bed, and lay in the dark, starring at the ceiling.

My thoughts began to wander, when I heard the curtains move gently. I immediately smirked in my bed. Edward was back early!

I abruptly threw the covers off my bed and whispered "Edward!" I have never been so wrong in my life. In the corner of my vision was a flaming patch of red hair and suddenly a pale cold hand flew towards my direction and clamped over my agape mouth.

Oh my god...

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