Chapter 1: Chapter 1
Hello people. This is the first chapter, and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE IM BEGGIN YOU comment! 2 I have no idea why it is writing real tiny, but I can't get it to go back, sorry....
Families are different, but Alice, Emmet, Rose, Jasper, Esme, and Carlisle will come in later... oh now it's working!! Still can't get that other part bigger, my computers being stupid....
disclaimer: this is really hard for me to write...sobs...ok, ok, I don't own Twilight...bangs head on the table sobbing and yells at the ceiling. WHY!!!
my sister walks in the room: What the...oh....writing the Disclaimer?
Me: Yep
Sis: yea, been there.....
"Bella!" my little sister Abby shouted through the house. "Bella! Bella! Bella Swan!"
I sighed pulling the headphones out of my ear, setting my i-pod on the table and went to go see her.
Abby can get really annoying, but she's my sister. We're nothing alike, or even look related. She's real pretty, in a cute 6 year old type.
Abby's got long light brown with a reddish tone hair that's about shoulder length, big brown eyes, tan skin, and a huge smile that takes over her face. How pathetic is that; my little sister is tanner than me. She's always out playing, laughing, bouncing off the walls, and the day when she stops smiling is the day hell freezes over...twice.
I walked down the stairs and found her at the bottom. She was wearing a white dress with little sun flowers all over it.
Another reason were not alike. She's so girly. I'm not a complete tomboy, but pretty much. I practically live in my skinny jeans and black converse.
"Daddy said get up!" she said. She was extremely excited about her first day of first grade. Her smile was so big and it literally lit up the room.
"I'm up," I mumbled. No Dur!
I ran back upstairs and looked through my closet. It was the first day of my senior year. This year was going to Rock! the only thing bad is that my best friend Rosalie isn't here. Last year her and her boyfriend Emmet went off to college.
Rosalie. Hmm, what to say about her. She looks like a model, but is smart and funny. She's got long silky blonde hair and icy blue eyes. Perfect skin and a body you'd only expect to see on a playboy magazine. She has no problem showing off her body, but when you've got Emmet as a boyfriend, you've got nothing to worry about.
Emmet is huge. He looks like some professional wrestler or something. The first time I met him, I freaked. He's just so huge and intimidating. But you spend 10 minutes with Emmet and realize he's just a big teddy bear.
We still talk daily almost, but she's a little busy with Emmet. He just proposed to her, but they're not going to have the wedding for a while. Rosalie said that she's never seen a rock so big! And I'm helping her plan the wedding of her dreams which we still have no idea when it's going to be. But we've already picked out a few things.
You honestly can't blame her. Rose never does anything half way, and this is a moment that girls have been planning all their life!
I scanned through the clothes in my closet and finally found something. I worse dark skinny jeans, black converse, (told you i live in them) a black tank top with a design on the side (see on profile) and a Foo Fighters T-shirt.
I brushed my hair, brushed me teeth, and put on a bit of black eyeliner and lip gloss. I don't really need too much make-up and I don't really like it.
I looked in the mirror. My long wavy hair streamed down my back and my bangs were side swept. My outfit was classic me and showed just enough to tell that i had a figure. My brown eyes stuck out because of the eyeliner and although they were plain brown, they didn't look as boring. My lips were full and pink.
"Pretty good," I said to no one and walked down stairs.
"Hey squirt," when I spotted Abby sitting at the table eating cereal.
I grabbed a bowl too and sat down next to her.
"Excited?" I asked when i saw her nearly jumping in her seat.
"Yes! This is going to be so great. I'll..." I tuned her out after a while. It was hard to even understand half of the things she says because she talks too fast, but I loved her anyway.
"Where's Dylan?" I asked. Dylan was my twin brother. Did I forget to mention that...oops. He had brown hair and brown eyes like me. We hung out with the same people, we liked the same things, the kind of twins that you expect.
"He's talking to Jessie," Abby said in a mocking tone.
Just then Dylan walked in the door and out the phone back. His hair was shaggy as usual and he was wearing jeans and a gray T shirt.
"Dylan and Jessie sitting in a tree," Abby began to sing.
"Ma-kin-o-u-t" Dylan finished with a huge grin on his face and making kissing sounds. Everyone in my family had their signature taking over your face grin. I didn't.
"Eww you admit it!" Abby screeched and ran into the living room. She had finished her cereal so i picked up both our bowls and dumped them in the sink.
"Hey Jingle Bells," Dylan crowed. He thought he was sooo clever.
"Hey Dyl," I said. "you know there's a reason why Abby likes me better, yea, this is it."
"Oh shut it. She doesn't like me 'cause I'm always fighting with that Edward Masen!" he said spitting out the word. The Masen's. Our whole family was in a war with his. We had just grown up hating each other. It's a long story, but our families have always hated each other.
Edwards the oldest kid. He's our age. He's got messy bronze hair and green eyes. A weird combo. All day I hear people saying how hot he is. Really, he's not that good looking! Okay, he is. Slightly, especially that hair...But he's cocky, rude, only cares about himself, a jackass, and a lier just like their entire family1
Then they have another kid named Alex. I hate her. She's got black dark brown hair that almost looks black and is about shoulder length, green eyes just like her brother, and a cocky grin. Dylan doesn't know how wrong he is! Alex and I always fight. She may be one year younger than me, but she's the same height and a little bitch in fights. We fight all the time and spread rumors, and pull pranks, and try to kill each other. She knows just how to get under my skin and she does it. Just to piss me off! But we don't fight physical nearly as much as Dylan and Edward.
"I'm always fighting with them too! So is dad!"
"Usually not physical. And dad; never physically." That's true. Our parents are always the ones pulling us off each other.
"Yea. Well they deserve it!"
"True that Jingle Bella."
"Come on we gotta get to school, and I don't have a ride remember," I said getting up and grabbing my backpack. I grabbed my slim silver phone, i-pod, and wallet off the counter and stuffed them in my bag.
A couple days ago. A drunk driver came out of nowhere and lost control of his car. He almost smashed into the house. He flew into my car and that stopped him. It was an old rusty red truck, but it was real strong and sturdy. That's what stopped the car from hitting the house. But both cars were totalled. Now I no longer had my old truck. I missed it.
"What do you mean you don't have a car?" Dylan asked and showed me the set of keys in his hand. I instantly recognized them.
Dylan smiled mischievously.
"Do you think we'll get crap about bringing a motorcycle to school?"
"Yea...Do you think I care?"
I shook my head as a smile spread across my face. I loved riding, but my dad didn't like me to. He said it was dangerous, but yet he got Dylan one for his birthday!
"I was going to go over Jess's house today and let you ride my bike anyway."
"Kay," I said and reached out for the keys.
"Hurt my baby, and you're dead," he said dropping the keys in my hand.
"Thanks Dyl."
We walked out the door shouting bye to our dad and Abby who didn't have school until later.
I opened the door and jumped on the black motorcycle. I was the one that found the bike outside with a free sign. There was a reason it was free though.
It needed so much work, and I had to constantly flirt with a guy at school, Jacob Black, to get a discount to fix it. Dylan still owes me big time for that!
I started the bike and sped down the road while I heard Dylan's car rumble and soon follow me.
I rode a bit faster than the speed limit feeling the wind rush threw my hair and whip across my face. It was actually kind of warm. For Forks.
There you have it. The first chapter.
I know I'm evil. I made the Masen's and Swan's hate each other. Sorry bout that but what fun would it be if they just met and fell in love. There's gotta be Drama1
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