"Max" Bella greeted me formally at the door to my her bedroom. "Bella". I didn't really care what she thought of me. I just cared about the big freaking' bloody paw-print on the bed!! "Bella, what is this?" I asked, my hand gesturing to the paw-print". "Oh, like you want to know" she replied. I sighed. That girl could really get on my nerves. "Bella, its just kind of freaking me out, cause, ya know, it made in BLOOD!!" Bella raised her eyebrow. "Touché. Little Miss bird girl wants to know everything?" Ughhh! She was acting like…like….ME! It was like a Max-virus that makes everyone sarcastic and annoying. (Okay, yes, I admit I can be sarcastic and annoying) "Bella can we please discuss this? Because, I'm obviously missing something here." She picked up her purse, and walked away. "No, we can't. I still have somewhere to go tonight." Wasn't Isabella Swan supposed to be NICE and SWEET?! I was looking forward to a total pushover! What happened? "Awww, is the wittle Bella sad that I stole her man?" I asked, feigning a sympathetic expression. "Oh, like you would know", she replied, "Max, I've got a little news for ya. It may be shocking, but it is true: the world does not revolve around you! Get used to it!" "Bella, don't be mean to your cousin" Charlie called from the other room. Bella sighed. Well, I guess this is the beginning of a not-so-good friendship.