Rock On

by InspiredByOrdinary

Sometimes to be smart, you have to give up things you love. Jessie Queens is one of the youngest professors in Cambridge University. Wanting to know what the new 'Twilight' craze was about she read the book, and believed she could do better. She must have provoked a higher power because now she has been dropped into Twilight to do just that. (Edward X OC)

1. Prolouge

I flung myself backwards onto the bed, sighing and groaning in annoyance. I curled up into the foetal position protecting my gold and blue notebook from harm.

I cracked the spine open and peered at my little scribblings that spanned across the pages, notes on little things I had to remember like picking up milk on my way home from teaching at the university, and plot holes in the book I was writing.

I huffed a little and walked over to my bookcase, I had graduated early from university, and studying to allow myself to do so had never really let me read for the fun of it. I had missed out on several crazes that my generation had gone through, but now I was one of the youngest professors at the university, I was determined to catch up.

I selected the first book in the set of four I had acquired earlier this week, the dark tones in the cover didn't really appeal to me at first, but the story seemed interesting enough for the first few pages. I didn't get a chance to read too much into it this morning but now I have plenty of time.

I settled myself in a soft warm corner of the sofa in my living room and began lazily scanning the words, occasionally scoffing at the dull tone of the girl. I noted down a few bits I liked in my notebook, but the reading of the book mostly reminded me about the importance of not writing a Mary-Sue character.

This Bella, was an absolute whiner. She complained about the rain, the sun, and everyone who lived anywhere... Except the Cullens. Her poor dad didn't even escape her scrutiny. She made a point of describing her crippling shyness, even though she managed to catch the attention of almost every boy we have met so far who isn't in a relationship.

I eventually fell asleep, both my notebook and the copy of twilight still held in my grasp as I slowly fell away from reality, but not before promising myself that I would do much better if it was me controlling the story.

Perhaps that was a conceded idea to have, maybe I tempted fate. All I know is that started my journey.

Okay, this isn't the first thing I've posted on my account, but the first story was a horrible mush mash and I just couldn't bear to continue it. Instead I will be going down the familiar 'thrown into twilight' route, but I will endeavour to make the story just as good if not better than the others of the same discription.