Hey! It's Alyss again! I told you I'd try to update often. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Curse thee Stephanie Meyer for having a good idea! I never have a good idea! It's so frustrating! Maybe this story could count as a good idea! I don't know! Maybe I should shut up now! Yeah! I'll do that!

Chapter Two: Revelations

Mm. This bed is soooo comfy! That was my first coherent thought. Not bad for someone who's not a morning person. I opened my eyes very slowly and took in the scene. A quaint house, very tidy. Light streaming in from floor to ceiling windows. Hardwood floors. Pale green walls. It was nice, very nice. Then, my second coherent thought reached the front of my mind. Where the heck was I?!? And who were the strange people standing in the shadows? Pale skin, extreme beauty, and grace beyond grace. Could they be…? I dismissed the thought quickly. This was probably a dream as a result of reading so much last night.

One of the people in the shadows took a hesitant step forward, and in a voice like twinkling bells said, "Hello. My name is Edward Cullen. Welcome to our house." He introduced each one. When he said their names, they would take a step forward into better light (though not bright light). "This is my wife, Bella Cullen." A woman with long, silky brown hair that fell in soft waves down her back. "My brother Emmett." A big muscular guy with a mischievous gleam in his eye. He gave me a small wave and a smile before stepping back. "His wife, Rosalie." A tall woman with curly blonde tresses who looked extremely uncomfortable. "My father Carlisle and his wife Esme." A man with short brown hair and a long nose standing by a woman with dirty blonde hair cut bob style. "Jasper" A man who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. "Last, but least, and definatly the shortest, Alice." A pixie like girl who stood about 4'9" (6" shorter than me!) with short black hair in spikes. Alice gave me a sparkling smile and talked to me, "Hi! I'm Alice. What's your name?"

Right now, I was a little in shock. This dream seemed a little to realistic for a dream. It took me a few minutes before I answered. "Um, my name is Valerie Walker. Is this a dream?" Quite a few of the Cullens gave me quizzical looks. It was like, "are you an escapee from a mental asylum?" look. Alice was the only one who wasn't the least bit fazed. She skipped over to the couch I was laying on and gave me a hard pinch on the arm. "Nope! This isn't a dream. See?" Noticing the look of pain on my face, she winced. "Did I pinch you a little to hard? Sorry about that." She gave me a sheepish glance and held up her arms. As she did, her fingertips caught that direct sunlight and sparkled like diamonds in the sun.

My mind couldn't have created something as supernatural and beautiful as the way her fingers glinted and gleamed. That meant this wasn't a dream. And if it wasn't a dream then… I unknowingly voiced my thought out loud "Then Jacob, and Charlie, Renesmee, werewolves, vampires, they're all real!" I caught a glance of the Cullens shocked faces before my world went totally black.

How's you like it? Review! Review! I've decide to do a song of the day on here. I have too many songs on my ipod so I'll share them with you! Shuffle!

Song Of The Day: That's What You Get – Paramore

Listen to it! Love, ALYSS