Falling Into Twilight-Fan Fiction

"Edward is so much better," I argued with Sunny.

"No way!" she exclaimed. "Jake is easily better!"

"Edward didn't kiss Bella without permission!"

"Jacob didn't leave!"

"And running to Canada was what exactly?"

"He was hurt! She was marrying the leech!"

"He hurt her! Edward left for Bella's own good. Jacob left because he's a baby."

"Jake's only 16! He's going to make mistakes!"

"Edward doesn't-he's perfect!"

"He's a hundred and eight! He's had time to hide his flaws!"

"That's part of who he is! Edward's nicer, more understanding, and hotter,"

"Jake is nicer, less dangerous, closer to her age, and definitely cuter than Edward! And he never hurt her!"

"Her broken hand?"

"She punched him!"

I shook my head. "Edward is better. He gets Bella in the end. So there."

"So? Bella fell in love with him first. He shouldn't exist-Jake is her real soul mate!"

"No, his soul mate is Nessie!"

"Yeah, Bella's daughter,"

"I'm going to hang up on you, Sunny,"

"Fine. Do. Jake will still be better!"

Click.

The next day, Sunny and I were having the same argument as always-about Twilight. This time, however, it wasn't an Edward vs. Jake debate. We both agreed Seth was better anyway. This time we were disagreeing about what happened when Bella first appeared at Forks High School.

"She pulled into the parking lot, and then got her schedule and headed off to English!" Sunny said.

"She drove into a staff parking lot, and talked to Ms. Cope!"

"Katie, you're delusional! Bella went to the student parking lot."

I pulled my tattered copy of Twilight from my shoulder bag. I flipped through the dog-eared pages, until I found what I was looking for, on page 13.

I held the book in front of Sunny, and pointed to the second paragraph. "Read from there."

She leaned in. "'I parked in front of the first building, which had a small sign over the door reading FRONT OFFICE. No one else was parked there, so I was sure it was off limits, but I decided I would get directions instead of circling around like an idiot.'" At first, when Sunny read, it was clear, and loud. But as she spoke, everything got softer. And even though it was a warm summer day, it became cold, and I was glad to have my sweatshirt around my waist. I pulled it on as Sunny finished talking, starting to hear something that seemed like rain. "'I stepped unwillingly out of the toasty…'" my best friend's voice faded into nothingness. All I could hear was rain, as I pulled my sweatshirt over my head, and could finally see.

I was in a small, blue car, sitting in an empty parking lot. Outside it was raining, and there was a backpack on the seat beside me. My copy of Twilight was still in my hands, but other than that it seemed like nothing was the same.

I looked out the wet car window, and sucked in a gasping breath. Around me was a maroon brick building. The door on the one closest to me, had a sign over it, saying FRONT OFFICE.

I was in the story.