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Stephanie Meyer x Twilight= this fanfiction!

This fanfiction x me = Not mine, still Stephanie Meyer's!

I walked around the corner, exhausted from volleyball tryouts. That coach was so annoying. She did not want to see that I was actually a good volleyball player, and wanted to make my life heck to prove to herself that I wasn't. Bella hadn't really talked to me anymore during tryouts, and I got the feeling that she didn't want to draw any unneeded attention to herself.

"Hey, um Alice?" I heard a timid voice behind me. Volleyball tryouts were over for today, so I was surprised that she was still here. I had to pick up some homework from my math teacher, but everyone else had gone home.

"Hey Bella, what's up?" I asked, turning around, surprisingly coming face to face with her. I saw the hint of sadness in her eyes again, and heart gave a pang. I smiled at her, encouraging her to let me know what she needed. I wasn't trying to be rude, but it was already 6 o'clock, and it looked like it was going to rain. Walking home in the rain didn't seem like too much fun right now. Any other day was fine, but I was too tired right now.

"Well, I was wondering if I could borrow your phone? Mine is dead and I don't think my dad knows when he's supposed to pick me up," she said, her words spilling out as she got further into her sentence. At the end, she clamped her mouth shut and sighed as if she'd said to much.

"Of course!" I said, resisting the urge to ask her to hurry up. That would be rude, but true, and I would probably say it to anyone but her. She just seemed so breakable, like the smallest word would ruin her precarious hold on the edge of sanity. She tried to figure out how to call while she had her gloves on, failing miserably. My I-Phone, my only electronic besides my laptop, had been given to me only because I had made all A's since 4th grade. Three years of absolutely nothing, and now this. Strange, but I wasn't complaining. I only had my laptop because the school required that I get one.

"It helps if you take your gloves are off. Do you want me to type in a number for you?" I asked, gesturing toward my bare hands. She nodded, her hair swaying slightly, and I took the phone from her, waiting for the number.

As she listed it off, I studied her face some more, seeing if I could figure out what exactly the tragic longing was about. After a brief conversation with who I assumed was her father, I took my phone back and started to grab my stuff before I reconsidered.

"Hey, do you want me to wait with you? I'm walking home anyway, so it's no big deal. I know that I hate waiting alone at the school." I asked, dropping my bags and waiting for her answer.

"Well… sure, if you want to. It looks like it might rain, so you don't have to wait if you don't want to." She said uncertainly, as if expecting me to take the easy way out and avoid sitting with her.

"Thanks, I would love to," I said, taking a seat next to her on the bench. It started to rain right after I sat down and I sighed, knowing that there probably wasn't a way out of walking in the rain now.

"Oh no, I'm sorry. I knew that you shouldn't have waited with me," said Bella, looking even more upset than usual. I shrugged and then grinned.

"Don't worry about it. I have lived in Seattle my whole life, and have walked home in the rain more times than I can remember." I said with a smile. It was true. I lived a block away from the elementary, middle, and high schools, and my parents had taken full advantage of it since I was younger.

She seemed appeased by this and looked around sighing. "I'm sorry, I don't know what is taking him so long. You go ahead, I don't want you stuck walking home in the rain and the dark. It's just stupid. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" she said, forcing a smile to her face.

"Are you sure?" I asked her, reluctant to leave her here all alone. She nodded and gestured toward the school gate. And then I made up my mind.

"This is just stupid. If you don't mind a little bit of rain, do you want to call your dad and tell him to pick you up from my house? I live a block away, you can walk there in two minutes." I said.

She looked at me, surprise evident in her eyes. "Why don't you just leave me here?" she asked still looking at me with wonder.

"Because," I started, not entirely sure what to say, "I want to be your friend. And I don't leave my friends sitting at a school in the rain." I said, trying not to smile. At least now she knew that I wanted to be her friend. I hope that she wants to be friends with me.

"Okay then, thanks. A lot," she said, a smile spreading across her face. She called her dad back and told him about the change of plans, and then we started walking. She dug out an umbrella from her backpack, so we walked and talked instead of sprinting all the way home.

"Yeah, so Rosalie and my Jazzy are twins," I said, explaining to her about my best friend and boyfriend. I know that everyone says that I'm too young to have a boyfriend, but we had been best friends since our diaper days, and I know that he would never hurt me.

"And Emmett is an only child. He's huge, but he's really just like a giant Teddy bear," I continued. I know that she probably saw him today and was terrified of him, but I wanted her to know how nice he really was.

"And Edward… well, we don't like to talk about him," I said changing the subject. She looked curious, but didn't press anymore, seeing the discomfort in my eyes.

"So, tell me about your family," I said after reciting my entire family history. I could see my house now and hoped that she didn't have a huge family. "I'm probably boring you with my family tree."

She smiled and said, "I'm an only child, my parents are divorced, end of story." I saw tears starting to form and I hugged her impulsively, sending the umbrella on a journey to the ground. We both started laughing as the rain began to soak us.

"Go, go, go!" I shouted, closing the umbrella and running as fast as I could toward the door, my tired muscles protesting, with Bella close behind. Once we were under cover, we dissolved into a fit of giggles, ending abruptly when my mom opened the door.

"Alice, aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" she asked with mock severity, laughing when Bella looked frightened.

"Mom, this is Bella, Bella, Mom. Bella, Mom's just kidding around, she's not mad," I said, laughing again at the relieved look on her face.

We heard a honk behind us, and Bella's smile faded as she said, "That's my dad- I have to go." She looked longingly at the house and walked at a brisk pace toward the car. She had a frown on her face and I heard her yell thank-you before the door closed and the car sped into the distance.

"So, what do you think?" I asked my mom.

"Well, I think that next time it starts raining, you need to call me. How am I going to get this floor dry?" she said, laughing as I pretended to punch her,

"Okay, fine, but we have a new coach, and-"

"She's testing you to prove that you really are good at volleyball, not just super ambitious," finished my mom, sighing as if she had heard it all before. She had, but still.

"Go shower off and the go to bed. I'll come up with some Icy Hot later, she said. "Good night sweetie." She kissed my forehead and then guided me toward the stairs. "I'll see you in the morning!" I groaned and walked up the stairs toward dreams about cars driving away into the rain, with Bella whispering in my ear help me, help me, help me. I really wish that I could.

What did you think? I know that I changed some of the family ties, and that is how I want it to be now. Review please, resivar por favor, vérifiers'il vous plait!