Disclaimer: Unfortunatly my dad won't buy me the rights to Twilight series. instead he got me this stupid iPhone

"Bella, I dont want you to come with me." He said, His cold eyes making sure I understood.

"You... don't... want me?"

"No" he said.

Just Quotes from a book, right. An award winning book. Those words were never actually used to break a persons heart. At least thats what my fans think. Just a few lines in my book, Twilight. But...They are Not...Just words. The Cullens...are Not Just Characters in a Book and...Bella Swan is not just a part of my imagination. She's me.

Most authors say that there characters had a life of their own. Mine are still living, technically. To my fans The Twilight series is just a fictional story about a girl who falls in love with a vampire. But its not. Its about what happened to me, what I wish happened to me, and what I'm glad never did.

Stephenie Meyers is my Alias. I didnt want anyone to recognize my name. Especially the Cullens, And especially the Volturi. Not that they scare me, I dont fear death. But it would save time and energy to just avoid them.

"Victoria won't be happy about this." Laurent said not exactly sounding remorseful.

"About what?" I said completely oblivious to the threat.

"About me killing you"

Those words were actually said too, but the outcome wasnt as pleasant as I wrote it.

"I dont believe it," he said his voice so low that I almost didnt hear it.

I had to look. At first I saw nothing and then...5 giant creatures coming out of the trees. And then...Laurent ran. And I never saw him again.

None of that happened. Well I cant exactly say NONE of that occurred. The werewolves DID come, just a little to late. And I did never see Laurent again but I never got a chance to ask what happened to him, if he actually died...or if he got away. The werewolves dragged me away to change far away from humans. They were going to kill me if it weren't for...Jacob.

Jacob. After they moved me...i never saw him again. He left me a note...telling me I was never allowed back. At least for a hundred years. Its been a hundred and twelve. I have a book signing there in a week. No one will recognize me. I have the power to manipulate what people see. Im safe.

At least thats what I thought...

Authors Note: What do you think? Should I continue it. Plz comment aand tell me if I should.

Ps. I was kidding about the stupid iphone thing. I love my iphone I could never go without it.