This is based off of the Twilight Saga. I do not own it, Stephenie Meyer does. And she is amazing, by far. :

This is only a taste of chapter 1. So there will be a part one and two of chapter one. Yeah.

Before this story starts, be enlightened by the fact that the main character in this story is myself, (Kylie) and Becky is my friend that accompanies me. And so is Erica, Nate, and any other character that does not appear in the Twilight Saga. Just had to inform you so you didn't freak out. :D

PS. Jacob lovers will not like this story. In the first few chapters, anyway.

This story is meant to be funny and for fun. I think I said that right….haha. If you do not have a sense of humor, I extremely caution you to not read this at all. If you read it, YOU CAN'T COMPLAIN ABOUT IT.

Get it? Got it? Good.

Chapter 1: Imprinting and Being Drunk

I just happened to be walking to Forks one day, and I said aloud, "Dude. This place is rainy!"

Becky popped out of nowhere and agrees. "Yeah, like, seriously."

"Dude! You popped out of nowhere!" I said, dumbfounded.

"Um…yeah…the writer just typed that…" Becky replied, just as bewildered with my response.

"Ha ha. This is FUN!"

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"

"LIFE IS GOOOODEH"

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"

"MY ANUS IS BLEEDING!"

"I sure hope it isn't…" said a voice.

What? Who? What voice? I whipped around and saw that it was Edward Cullen. Dang. He is sexy. Bella is lucky. I wonder where she is….hmm….

Edward rolled his eyes. "Good lord, not another one of those fan fictions…"

I giggled and busted out, "Alice rhymes with pie!"

Edward just shook his head and started to walk away.

"DON'T LEAVE! I NEED YOU!" I bellowed.

He stopped right where he was and turned around to give me a surprised, I-can't believe-you-thought-of-that-look. Uh oh.

"Ew." He said, with a disgusted look on his face.

Utterly perplexed I asked, "Ew, what?"

"You are sick."

Oh. OOOOOOHHH. Ha, ha. Right. I understand, now. What? I was only picturing him naked….

"Only?" He asked while making a face. Then he wrinkled his nose as if he smelled Jacob nearby.

"STOP READING MY MIND!" I shouted. Bah. Where is Jasper when you need him?

Becky piped in, "Yeah…you might REALLY SERIOUSLY get freaked out…because she likes PICKLES." And then she just had to grin her crooked eyed, buck toothed grin. Why?