AN: This is my first real story that I am writing on Fanfiction so please review or PM!
PROLOGUE:
I'm going to tell you the real story of what happened in the small town of Forks. Not all the stupid shit that was put in that "Twilight" book. I mean, some of it happened, but it definitely wasn't as dramatized as it was in the book. As readers, you deserve to know the truth.
My name is Megan Swan. I have a vampire for a best friend, a werewolf for a boyfriend, and a clumsy hemophobic for a sister. They left me out of book because they "wanted to protect me." Oh, please. Even my parents were put in the book. With their real names, too. And if they were trying to protect anyone, why the hell would they make a story revealing themselves anyway. Before I go on a rant, I guess I should start when I came into the story. It all started when a ballet studio was burned to the ground…
ANOTHER AN: So this story basically started when I wondered what would happen if I was in the story. My imagination went wild and I pretty much lived in the Twilight world (in my mind) until I finished my story of Megan. I know this is short right now but I promise it'll get more indepth. I just want to show you exactly what you're getting yourself into... :)