Falling by EvrlstngStar
*Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters involved in Twilight. *tear* I can wish and dream to someday have Edward Cullen as my own, but sadly Stephenie Meyer owns him and all that is included in the Twilight empire. I do however own the characters Selene and Bridget.
Summary: One day a college girl named Selene falls into the world of Twilight and of course meets the Cullen Coven. What will happen when they realize where she came from? And can she ever return to the real world? Takes place between Twilight and New Moon.
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*Selene's POV*
BEEP! BEEP!
*SLAP*
"Too…early…" I said after looking up at my alarm clock. It was 7a.m. meaning it took me a few minutes to drag myself out of my, oh so warm bed and over to the sink. Which granted, was only a few feet away but it's still one of the hardest parts of my day, because let me tell you, I am NOT a morning person. Well actually I should probably tell you about myself.
My name is Selene Amelia Schoneke and yes it's German. My first name means moon or more specifically it was the name of the Greek goddess of the moon, my middle name means work of the Lord and my last name means little beauty. No I wasn't born in Germany, but my grandmother was and German was strong in the household when I was born. Sadly she passed away a few years ago. Ever since her death, anything German that reminds my family of her has been stopped.
I'm 18 and a freshman in college at Northern Arizona University, which has been a huge change for me. I was born and raised in Las Vegas, Nevada. And I thought moving to Arizona wouldn't be that big of a change. Boy was I wrong! It's very different from what I thought it would be. Wanna know why? Oh because there's tons of snow! Which reminds me.
Before I was able to look at myself fully in the mirror I turned to face my window and I silently prayed as I opened the blinds. Damn! Looks like we got another foot of snow! That puts us up to 4 feet and it's only the beginning of December. Thank goodness I would be going home in the next week for Winter Break. Unfortunately, I had one class today and it was at 8am. So I turned back to the mirror and groaned at what I saw.
My brown hair was in knots from tossing and turning last night, and because it had grown like crazy this semester it now reached the middle of my back. As I started to brush my hair out, I studied the rest of myself trying to think of ways to look decent today. My face was shiny and I need to put on my foundation to make my skin look even. You see when I was younger I had really bad ache and even though I probably didn't need the foundation I was still self conscious without it. I put my brush down and grabbed my make-up. It was a skill of mine to hide blemishes and I could do it in no time flat. As I stared at my now flawless face I moved to put some mascara on. I loved to make my eyes stand out, but not too much. You see I have rich chocolate brown eyes that are framed by my long lashes. They're my favorite feature on my round face. I glanced at the clock again and it seems like I don't have enough time to look good today, but I guess I don't look half bad either.
I quickly turned to my closet to get dressed. As I thumbed through my clothes I made a mental note to buy more long sleeve tee-shirts. I only owned 7 so I had to layer what I had left with regular shirts. After many layers of clothing I grabbed my backpack and went to leave, but not before taking a look at myself in my roommate's full length mirror that was by the door. I sighed. I hated having so many layers on. The one thing I liked about my appearance was my body. I'm 5'3" and 115 pounds. I may be small and not drop-dead gorgeous, but my figure is one that many women would die to have. I have that perfect hourglass figure. And thanks to dancing and theater my body is built with underlying muscle that is toned. I shook my head at myself and left my room. After locking it I made my way quickly down the hall and outside. It was cold to say the least. I think we were getting up to 25 degrees today with the wind chill. Defiantly, very different from the Vegas winters I was used to.
As I walked down the stairs my legs suddenly flew out from under me and I went sliding all the way to the bottom.
"OWWW!" Ugh I was getting tired of falling because of the god damn ice! Shouldn't the school do something about this? It took me a few seconds before I was able to stand again and I was quickly on my way to the bus stop. As I waited under the bus stop's cover, I looked at my cell phone. It was 7:30. Not bad, not bad at all. I know I should be able to make it to class on time.
*15 minutes later*
You have got to be kidding me! The bus was nowhere to be seen and the bus stop was now surrounded by tons of students; all complaining about being left in the cold and about how they were going to be late for their classes. A few students even called the school to ask where in the world the bus was and all they could say was it was on the way. Finally, after another couple of minutes the bus rounded the corner at a painstakingly slow pace. We all quickly boarded the bus and it crawled to the other side of campus. But by the time I got to the stop I needed, it was 8 o'clock and I needed to rush to get to class. You see that's the thing about college is that you don't have to show up on time or even at all. The catch is if you want to pass the class, you need to go. And I wanted to pass my classes, so I tried to walk as quickly as possible to my class without falling on my ass. I managed to stay on my feet but I had quit a few scares along the way.
Just as I walked into my lecture hall my professor announced a pop quiz, telling us that this was our last chance to get more points in before we took the final. I quickly rushed to an empty seat and took the quiz. The quiz was short but hard. And in the end I thought I was going to at least get a decent grade, but just as I was about to stand up to go turn it in, I received a text message. It turns out I had forgotten to turn my phone on silent. The professor quickly came over to me and took my quiz away, letting me know that I had just failed, since having a cell phone meant I could be cheating. The class of 180 students all stared at me as my professor ripped up my quiz and threw it in the trash. I stood there with a stunned look on my face for I don't know how long. Until finally everything caught up with me.
"Great! Just great!" I internally yelled. "I REALLY needed those points…" But seeing as he would only be answering questions about the final today, I had no urge to stay and listen. I fled from the classroom as fast as my little legs could carry me; I just wanted to get back to my hall. And by the way today was going so far, I wasn't surprised that there were no buses in sight.
After waiting for what felt like forever, a bus finally stopped in front of me. I hopped on as soon as the doors were open and I sat down in the far back corner, trying not to cry. You see I'm a very emotion person, which can be good and bad at the same time. It means I love passionately and am protective of the ones I love. But when I get mad, which takes a lot, oh boy do I get mad. Then there is the yelling and screaming that comes with being mad, which sometimes leads to crying; which means that when I'm sad I could just sit there and cry for days without running out of tears. Thankfully, the bus slowed down to my stop only after a few minutes (why couldn't it be this fast this morning!) and I rushed to get off. I quickly jumped off and seconds after I did, I regretted it. I had just landed into a pile of snow/slush. You see the sun had come out while I was in class and now the snow had become nasty slushy snow. Which will ruin boots that aren't fully waterproof. Since I thought Arizona wouldn't get a lot of snow, I didn't buy real snow boats. All I was wearing were look-a-like uggs.
I got out of the pile and shook the snow off of my boots, but I could already feel my socks getting soaked. Taking a deep breath, I tried to clear my head, even though I knew that my boots were probably ruined and that I couldn't afford another pair. Being the poor college student that I am, money was tight. As soon as I thought I was okay enough to track back up the hill to my dorm, I began walking. Somehow I made it without hurting myself farther than I already had. As I reached the entrance to my hall, I dug through my backpack to find my card and keys. The one thing that was nice about NAU was that you couldn't get into a dorm if you didn't have a card with a sensor saying you lived there. It was a small comfort but at least I knew a crazy stranger couldn't get me. And after a couple minutes of digging I found them at the bottom of my bag.
"Of course they would be there!" I said out loud. And the girl that was coming out gave me a weird look. I just ignored it, scanned my card and walked into the lobby. After shaking any access snow off, I unzipped my jacket and made my way towards my room. My room just so happened to be one door over and across from my best friend's room. And luckily for me she had her door open. I just needed someone to talk to, okay well vent to.
"UGH! Can my life get any worse!" I yelled as I entered into my best friend, Bridget McKenzie Ebert's dorm room. I took a deep breath and looked at her, trying not to cry. She looked back at me waiting for me to respond. I couldn't respond without getting more upset than I already was, so I just stared at her.
You see Bridget is 5"7' and naturally beautiful. She doesn't have the smallest body but that's just part of who she is. Bridget has big breasts, which I have always been jealous of, and a small waist. Then she has nice childbearing hips, which are no where as large as mine. Following her hips she has strong muscular legs and calves from all her years of hard core dancing and a few years of playing soccer. Bridget has blond hair that she sometimes dyes brown during the winter, and it reaches just past her shoulders. Also she has a smile that shines like the Luxor on the Las Vegas strip; when she smiles everyone around her smiles also. She is just as pale as I am. After I didn't say anything for awhile, she spoke up.
"What happened now hun?" she asked sweetly as she looked up from her computer, her gorgeous gray-blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. She then patted the seat next to her and I plopped down.
You see Bridget and I have known each other since 6th grade and we always tell each other everything. So this wasn't new to her. I usually came barging into her room at least every other week. And she did the same to me. We were usually there for each other, just like sisters in a way. We could have fun and goof off or we could be serious. But also just like sisters we sometimes got sick of each other and just needed a break. Thankfully we didn't room together when we came to NAU. But she had just moved across the hall a few weeks ago because of problems with her last roommate. Usually Bridget and I could get along with almost anyone, but her first roommate was a theater bitch who couldn't act and therefore couldn't get any roles. She then took it out on Bridget and I, who were born to be on the stage. Her to dance and me to act. After a second I decided that I should respond.
"Well for starters when I woke up this morning there was ANOTHER foot of snow on the ground! Which made me doubt why in the world I'm here in Flagstaff, Arizona. It's Arizona for heaven's sake, how was I supposed to know that it would get tons of snow every winter? They did not mention that when I visited! But when I was walking outside to get to the bus stop I totally ate it on a patch of ice, sliding down the stairs. You know how uncoordinated I am…well adding snow and ice to the mix just makes me a flat out klutz! So as soon as I peeled myself off the ground and waited forever for a bus, I had to hurry to Biology since I was running late. And just as I walked in he announced a pop quiz-"
"That's not that bad Sel-"
"OH! Oh, just wait it gets worse!" I said as I threw my hands up into the air, since I talked using my hands. This caused her to jump a little, but I ignored it and continued on my rant, "In the middle of the quiz I got a text from Sean! So the teacher failed me because he thought I was cheating! Sean's ruined my life enough as it is. I don't need him coming around the hall to ruin my life more than it already is. Does he not understand that no matter how hard he tries I WON'T have sex with him! I haven't even known him for more than a few months! Goodness, I just don't understand why God hates me sooo much! ALL I do is attract losers!" I whined as I slumped completely into her roommates chair.
Bridget stared at me for a second, before her expression suddenly changed to mother mode. "Oh no you don't! Do not start on the whole I must not be good enough to be someone's girlfriend! You will make someone the perfect wife one day. Don't you worry about it. Like I've told you before your pretty and guys like you. So don't go trying to find your perfect fairytale ending. Cause he needs to find you, and for you that's when he rides in on his white horse. AND God does not hate you!"
"I know, I know…it's just I want to find the one…I feel like I'm going to die an old maid. And I know God doesn't hate. It just came out of my mouth before my brain finished processing it."
"That's okay. But if anyone is going to die an old maid it's going to be me." Bridget said as she laughed.
"I don't think so!" I said laughing along with her. "Fine, neither of us will die old maids. And if we don't find anyone, then I guess-*giggle*-we'll just have to get-*laugh*-male order grooms!" This completely started a laughing fit and after a few minutes of this we both sat there in content silence, occasionally giggling.
You see we had always joked about who we were going to marry. I mean being the true girls that we were, we already had our weddings all planned out, all we needed was the guy. Bridget always told me that I would be the first to get married, but I always secretly thought she would be the first. But at this point I wasn't really sure that I was going to get married at all. All college guys want is to have sex with you. They could care less about wanting a long term relationship or getting married. So lately Bridget and I have given into using fictional characters or movie stars as the grooms when we planned our none existent weddings or we joked we'd never find our fairytale and die old maids. I preferred to joke around using fictional grooms, since I knew I would never get an actor in real life. Our favorite characters to have as grooms were Edward Cullen (me) and Emmett Cullen(Bridget). I mean we had to officially become sisters somehow.
As if Bridget was reading my mind, she broke the silence by saying, "Wouldn't it be perfect if the Cullen's were real?"
"Yes. Yes, it would. And I was just thinking about that. Too bad we live in a real world where dragons, fairies, werewolves, vampires and wizards don't exist. We can always dream though, can't we? Oh and watch Disney movies."
"Thank goodness we can dream. Otherwise my world would just be plain boring. And yes Disney movies work as well, but I think they work better for you than for me. Considering you're a Disney freak!" She then broke into laughter again, rolling over to look at me, because somehow we had managed to end up on the floor. "Can you imagine how perfect our world would be if we lived in a book. But of course not any book, just ones that I have love and happy endings. And NOT like Disney where they fall in love after a few hours of knowing each other. I think it's between a Nickolas Sparks and Twilight for me. Tough choice but I think I'd choose Twilight. What about you?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
"I guess not." She responded with a smile. "You'd pick Twilight."
"Winner, winner chicken dinner!"
And with that we burst into laughter again. But suddenly her roommate walked in a gave us a funny look. We laughed even harder, if that was possible. As soon as we had settled down, I looked over at the clock. It was 10 o'clock, which means that if I wanted to go out tonight I needed to finish up some homework. And then of course I was going to take a nap.
"Hey, I'm going to do some homework and take a nap. I'll stop by later so we can go eat. Come get me if you need anything." I told her as I got up. I grabbed my things and headed to my room, which thankfully was only a few feet away. I unlocked the door and threw all my stuff on my desk. I needed some quiet time to myself. So I closed and locked the door. It was times like this that I was glad I technically didn't have a roommate. Her name was Alyssa and she was very nice, but she liked to party and have sex with her boyfriend. So almost every night she would stay in his room, which is on the complete other side of campus; about a mile from our dorm room to his. And during my morning class she came back to grab things for the day and then headed back to his dorm. And on weekends she partied very hard, so I didn't see her unless she needed to grab something randomly or if she had a fight with her boyfriend. Which has only been 5 times this semester, so she's only spent the night in the room with me 5 times and it can get lonely. But at times like this it was very nice. I sighed and sat down to do my homework.
I don't usually have a lot of homework to do, but I liked to sleep in on the weekends. Which meant that I hardly ever did homework on the weekends. That's why I tried to do it on Fridays. My problem with trying to actually sit down and do homework was that I was easily distracted. So after about 30 minutes of trying to actually study for my finals, I ended up turning on the t.v. which was on my desk's hutch. This was the only place that I could put it in my small dorm room, but it was a huge distraction while I tried to do homework. Because when I looked up at the t.v. I saw the shadows since I was at a lower angle. This would then make me move to my bed to see the t.v. properly, forgetting all about my homework.
Say Yes To The Dress was on and right now it seemed like a better idea to watch the show than to do my studying. Plus it was a marathon! Those were better to watch than just one episode at a time. Sometime during the 3 hour marathon, I had fallen asleep, which was common since I loved to sleep. I must have been asleep for awhile because I started to dream. I was dreaming of my prince charming but I couldn't see his face. Which barely ever happened in my dreams, I always had a face to put on my prince. But something suddenly woke up, which is not easy to do since I am a heavy sleeper. I looked around to see what had woken me up and all I noticed that was out of place was a bright light shining out of the mirror. I sat straight up in bed as the light glowed stronger. I stared it down for a minute not sure what was happening, when nothing else happened I slide out of my bed and cautiously walked towards it. When I was a foot away, I could see properly inside. The mirror now looked like a window and it was like looking outside into a cloud of thick fog. It was swirling around and looked harmless. So I stepped as close as I could get and reached out my hand to touch the glass. Nothing happened, so I pushed into the mirror till my wrist was just inside. I swirled my hand around, moving the fog. What I didn't expect was for the fog to come swirling out at me, grab me and making me go tumbling into the mirror.
It felt like I was free falling from an airplane and I didn't like it one bit. Plus what made it scarier was I couldn't see anything but silver from the fog. I was screaming and flailing about in this cloud of fog.
"! SOMEONE HELP ME!ANYBODY!"
Suddenly, the fog started to lift and I could see blue and green. I was slowing down, that much I could tell, so I turned to look around. All I could see was the earth coming quickly my way. I braced and hit the earth. It didn't quiet hurt, but it wasn't a nice landing either. I tried to get up, but everything was going black and my head was spinning. The last thing I remember was seeing so much green and then everything went totally black.