In Love with your Ghost Chapter 2: Waking Up, a twilight fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or MySpace or anything associated with them… well, except for a Twilight calendar I bought from Borders…

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or MySpace or anything associated with them… well, except for a Twilight calendar I bought from Borders…. obsesses

Chapter 2 -- Waking Up

Distance and space allow emotions to age into faith
Our bodies may end up alone but close

Are you there can you hear me
Are you there can you feel me

Just in the way all your fingertips touch me
They are healing
One day we'll all fall prey

Are you there can you hear me
Are you there can you feel me

Waking up good morning to you my dear
I'm waking up enduring my biggest fears of
Distance away (a weight) distance away

Are you there can you hear me
Are you there can you feel me

Waking up good morning to you my dear
I'm waking up enduring my biggest fear love

BPOV

The next morning I wake up too early, not able to fall back asleep. I decide that I might as well get up for the day. I boot my computer up, figuring that I'll have enough time till I have to leave. As it is starting, I go downstairs and grab some cereal from the kitchen and bring it back upstairs, eating some as I go. I sit at my computer desk and type in my password. I eat my breakfast as the settings load. As the internet connects, I go to my closet and sort through my clothes, grabbing a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a hoodie and get changed. I check my e-mails, of which there are none, so I go to MySpace. NEW MESSAGES. I click it and a reply from "Sir Bites A Lot" is waiting for me.

Well, my name is Edward. My favorite classes are math and biology. I want to be a doctor someday. My favorite color is brown. I don't watch TV very often. In my spare time, I play piano and go on camping trips with my family.

I click REPLY, trying to figure out how to respond. I hope he's not a creep. I laugh out loud; he's probably a 65 year old man jacking off to my picture. I figure it can't hurt replying to him, so long as I keep things vague.

My name is Bella. My favorite class is English (I love to read!). I'm still trying to decide what I want to do, but I'm leaning towards journalism or possibly teaching English. My favorite color is green. I don't watch much TV, either. In my spare time, I take care of my dad, hang out with my friends, and read. So, what's with your display name?

I click SEND and hope that my response doesn't sound too awkward. I look at the clock and freak out. Now, I am running late. I run to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I try to manage my mass of hair, but end up just putting it back into a ponytail. I grab my bag from my room along with my dirty dishes, which get tossed into the sink as I make my way out the door.

EPOV

I walk in through the back door to an empty house. Thank God. There's a note from my mom, Esme, on the refrigerator; Carlisle and I will be going out for supper. Make yourself something, and please no parties. I roll my eyes, knowing my mother is quite aware that I rarely party and that on a school night the likelihood of that is even less. With my mother and father out for the night, I get to make my own food for supper, which is always an interesting experience. I open the pantry door and stare, trying to figure out what to make. I can't decide, so I grab a box of cereal and pour it into a bowl with some milk from the fridge, then head upstairs to my room. I turn on my computer and immediately go to MySpace. NEW MESSAGES. I click it and there is a message from "Bells."

I chuckle, remembering the event that gave me that nickname.

It's nice to meet you, Bella. And my display name… well, last Halloween I decided to go as a vampire, you know, one of those old-school Dracula-esc ones with the long black cape with the high color, fake fangs, and dress clothes. My friends thought it was hilarious, so they started calling me "Sir Bites a Lot," and I just thought it was a fitting display name.

I click SEND and get started on my homework, like the good student that I am…. Yeah, we'll go with that.

BPOV

When I get home from school, I boot up my computer like usual. As it's loading, I unpack my schoolbag, sorting through my books and trying to decide what to do first. I put my English off to the side, figuring I'll do that last because it's my favorite and will be easiest. I take out my math and biology, trying to decide the lesser of these two evils. I decide to tackle my biology first, seeing as that will give me less of a headache. I turn to my computer and type in my password. As I wait for it to load and connect to the internet, I go downstairs and take a roast out of the fridge and put it into the oven to cook till Charlie gets home. I go back upstairs and check my e-mail. Still nothing, so I check my MySpace. NEW MESSAGES. NEW COMMENTS. My oldest and closest guy friend, Jacob, has left me a comment. I laugh at it. It's an icon that says I wish you were here… in my room… on my bed… the lights are off… we go under the blanket… and I show you my new watch that glows in the dark!! What on earth were you thinking?! U pervert! I laugh because it's so Jacob. I comment him back, calling him a dork.

Then, I check my messages and there is a new one from Edward.

I laugh at his story; it's one of those strange but really cute things that most guys don't seem to understand anymore. I click REPLY.

Hahaha. That's awesome. I don't really dress up for Halloween anymore. I mean, I would, but where would I go?

So, anything cool happen today? Chicago has got to be more exciting than here!

I click SEND and get a start on my headache-causing Biology.

EPOV

After finishing my homework, I get back onto the computer and log onto MySpace, hoping that Bella has replied. This is becoming an obsession. NEW MESSAGES. From Bella.

Hahaha. That's awesome. I don't really dress up for Halloween anymore. I mean, I would, but where would I go?

So, anything cool happen today? Chicago has got to be more exciting than here!

I laugh out loud and click REPLY.

Actually, not much has happened around here lately. I live in a quiet suburb where not much happens. The biggest thing that has happened here is that one of the people living down the street is a doctor and has been having an affair with one of his nurses, so his wife wants a divorce. Living here is like living in a little over-protected bubble. It kind of sucks. What all is new where you live?

I click SEND and wander downstairs, looking for more to eat for supper.

BPOV

Supper with Charlie is a very quiet affair, neither of us being very outgoing individuals. Afterwards, I clean up and do the dishes while Charlie goes back to the living room and watches some sporting event. I go back upstairs to finish homework. Having finished my Biology and math, and now having the start of a tension headache, I start going over my English assignment. I have to go online and find some background information on Pride and Prejudice. I flip the monitor on, not having shut my computer down completely before, and start searching. It isn't very hard to find, so I print off some basics and other interesting information and decide to check MySpace real quick before reading and going to bed. NEW MESSAGES. From Edward.

I snort, it sounds like the small-town gossip around here, and click REPLY.

Wow, that sounds like some of the gossip around here. And nothing is ever new around here; our school teams suck and never win anything, the school work is monotonous and pointless, and the closest town of any size is about an hour away. My closest friends are dragging me clothes shopping this weekend, which I dread, because it will be an all-day event of them trying to get me into skimpy, slutty looking clothing that they can wear, but I could never pull of while still looking as classy as them. I usually cannot afford the majority of the clothing I like, anyways, so it kind of sucks.

Hey, do you have any kind of instant messaging service? That might make chatting easier and I won't have to wait for this stupid website to load.

I click SEND and power down my computer for the night. I get into bed and grab the first book that I can get my hands on and start to settle down for the night.

EPOV

After making myself a couple of sandwiches and eating them, I go back upstairs to my computer to check MySpace. NEW MESSAGES. From Bella.

Hey, do you have any kind of instant messaging service? That might make chatting easier and I won't have to wait for this stupid website to load.

I laugh at her. She's obviously not like the superficial whore-ish looking girls around here. A girl who doesn't like shopping? Wow. And she wants my IM name.

Wow, a girl who doesn't like shopping? Are you sure you're feeling okay? Do you have a fever? Feeling dizzy? How have you been sleeping lately? You can tell me, I do want to be a doctor, you know.

And of course I have IM, it's "EmoVampGuy08". Just send me a message whenever you get the chance. I'm always online, just have an away message up.

I click SEND then go and pick out a couple of movies to watch as I settle down for the night.

A/N: The song is "Waking Up" by 10 Years. Please R&R!