Author Note: hi ppl! Thank u to the 4 ppl that reviewed my story so I can finally get chapter 2 up! I luv all who read my story - and especially the ppl who took their precious time out of their lives to review it- I would like 2 give u all a great big hug (barney stalker ha ha) and like a billion dollars! Ok here is chapter 2 of my awesome story!
o.. ugh… I don't own the twilight saga… stephenie meyer does… that lady is like a living god… so this is my disclaimer (is that wat they r called? lol)
Chapter 2
I thought I was having a dream, but I couldn't be sure. I was fully dressed in a beautiful yellow prom dress which probably would have never fit me if I was awake, with my hair in a cascade of golden curls around my shoulders. Amber was on one side of me, wearing a stunning backless baby blue dress, and some boys that looked my age were on the other side, all wearing tuxedos. Right away, I knew I was dreaming. I mean, what boy could stand next to me and not be embarrassed? Whoever they were, they were obviously retarded for even being by my side, unless they were planning on talking to Amber. One of the boys grabbed my hand and just held it there.
'Ok...' I thought, 'This is weird. It's like he's holding my hand on purpose…' I looked up, expecting the boy to drop my hand, but he just looked at me like… I can't even explain the affection on his face. I noticed that he was very handsome with bronze-colored hair, pale skin, and topaz-colored… wait a second; I know what's going on here. I'm dreaming of being Bella Swan, with Edward Cullen holding my hand. Ha ha, I just laugh at myself because of this dream, but I guess I should enjoy it while it lasts. I tighten my grip on Edward's cold hand and look up at him again, hoping for another breath-taking stare. But when I see his face, it has changed. Instead of his topaz-colored eyes, they are black like coal. He seemed paler than ever with dark circles under his eyes. He looked at me like he is…thirsty.
'Oh no, now I am having a nightmare! I don't like this dream anymore,' I try to tell myself. 'Come on Sara, wake up!' Edward squeezed my hand extremely hard, making one of the bones crack and I hear a scream, knowing that it's mine. He turned his body towards me, pressing his lips ever so gently to the base of my throat…
I woke up with a scream, jolting up into a sitting position in my bed. 'It was just a dream,' I told myself as I open my eyes. I looked around the room and realized, with a shocked gasp, that I don't know where I am. The walls were light blue, not like the yellow ones I had at home. There were yellow lace curtains around the one window and the floor was wooden. I fell back onto the pillow, feeling frightened and very confused.
'Had someone moved me during the night? Had something happened? Why haven't I seen this room before? Did I get kidnapped? Is my family safe? Where are they? Where am I?' My heart went into overreaction-mode and my head was spinning on the pillow as I stared up at the ceiling. I grabbed my head, trying to hold it in place, and felt something unfamiliar. To my complete surprise, it was my hair. I took a strand and put it in front of my face, and I was stunned to realize that it was straight and brown. I brought my hands down to feel my body through my pajamas and it was slender. Impossible. Absolutely impossible.There is no way, no way that this is real. This is a dream. This is a dream. Why am I not waking up? I took a breath to calm myself and slowly, lifted my upper body to look around the room once more. Everything was bare, no pictures or clothes on the floor or posters on the wall. There was a white wood dresser and a matching sidetable next to the bed with a yellow lamp on it. My bedspread and sheets were both a pale yellow and there were 2 white doors, probably the closet and the entrance to the room. There was also an empty duffel bag in the corner of the room.
I put my head down back onto the pillow and tried to make sense of all of this, while my body was going into shock mode. Knowing I would never be able to think with my heart pounding in my ears, I tried not to think, just listened to the sounds surrounding me. I heard a bird singing off in the distance and heavy rain pounding against the house and the window. I also heard… whistling?! I'm not alone! Part of me was relieved because maybe it was someone I knew, part of me was freaking out because what if it was someone I didn't know, and part of me was wondering why I was even worrying about this since I was obviously dreaming.
I got enough courage and control of myself to carefully get myself out of bed. I swung both feet over the side of the bed, tried to stand up and walk, and tripped over air. I put both my hands out to stop my fall, but I was shaking and hit my head pretty hard on the floor. Ow! That hurt! Wait, that hurt? Dreams aren't supposed to make you feel hurt. They are only figments of your imagination, they can't be real. I'm going crazy! I just got hurt in the most insane dream ever and it's not even possible! I stood up with some effort and flopped back on the bed, trying very hard not to think. I just lay there, staring at the blank wall, and thinking of nothing.
There was so much to think about but none of this was real. I mean, I'm Sara, a 13-year-old chubby girl with blond curly hair and glasses. I'm not whoever this girl is, with straight brown hair and a slender body. I got off the bed for the second time and tried to concentrate on not falling over again. I finally managed to stand up, and I felt like I was a couple of inches shorter than I was before. I looked up and realized that there was a full-length mirror in front of me that I didn't notice before. I finally got a good look at myself, and I almost passed out at what I saw.
There was no way I could be in that body in the mirror! I knew that there was no one behind me, but I was tempted to check and make sure. The girl in the mirror, and I would not call her me, had long deep brown hair that went down to her bottom and very pale skin. She had pretty brown eyes and a heart-shaped face. She looked about 5'4 and maybe 17 or 18 years old. This was just too much for me to handle right now. I fell down, hurting my knees, and put my head in my hands, trying to make sense of it all. This just wasn't adding up.
I tried to think back, to remember everything that happened before this. I remembered Edward trying to kill me in my dream, and the affection he showed me before. I was positive that was a dream, so I tried not to think about that too much. What happened before that? Hmm… I tried to remember if I fell asleep. Oh, I fell asleep in my own bed with my own pajamas on thinking about Eclipse and… oh my god! I was thinking about BELLA when I fell asleep! It all makes sense now! I'm Bella Swan from the Twilight series! This is a dream, and I'm gonna wake up any second now that I have made this discovery because this is probably why my body is staying asleep. I waited, with my head in my hands, for me to wake up from this nightmare. I waited for me to become Sara again, for the world to finally make sense. I waited… and nothing happened.
Suddenly, I heard a shout coming from downstairs. So I was right, I wasn't alone! I tried to make out the words without thinking, because I knew if I would start to think, I would not be able to stop and would eventually go crazy. I knew that for a fact. I heard the words the voice from downstairs was saying, and I couldn't believe my own ears.
"Bella! Come downstairs and eat breakfast! You're going to be late for your first day at your new school!"
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