Bella's PoV

"Press play." Alice said.

"No wait!" I shouted.

My friends froze.

"What?" Rosalie turned her head to me.

"You two." I began to pick my words carefully. "Are my best friends, right?"

"If you wear the dress that I'm making you for prom, then yea...of course." Alice said smiling sweetly as she leaned onto Rosalie's lap and stared at me intensely trying to figure out what I wanted.

Then she smirked slyly.

"If you don't ask for something preposterous after I say yes, then yes." Rosalie said picking her words as carefully as I did.

"Well…I'm not going to the prom but I am going to ask for something, and it may very well be preposterous."

"Get on with it." Rosalie said and Alice picked a cookie off the plate and bit into it giving me the look 'like hell you're not going to the prom'. She would drug me, dress me, and carry my unconscious body to the prom if she could.

"Rosalie, what do you think of sexism?" I asked.

"Bella…stop it and just spill it." Rosalie hated when I didn't just say what I meant. After all, it's what she and Alice always did.

"No I'm serious." I tried to defend myself in hopes of being able to get her to go along with me and possibly hear me out completely.

"You know I think it's disgusting. Men who have the notion that they are better are as retarded as retarded gets. I mean, yea they have more testosterone, but we have more estrogen. We're good at different things but either one can be better at anything." Rosalie said.

"Alice, what do you think of sexism?" I turned my attention to Alice.

She finished chewing the soft warm cookie and said, "I don't care. No guy can dance better than me."

"Okay...umm…what do you think of fashion and men?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like, if you were to make a fashion line for men, wouldn't you want to make it appealing to them?" I asked.

"Well yea…?" Alice said. "I want them to look pretty in a man pretty way."

"And we have nothing to do this summer right?" I asked.

"So what Bella, you want to start a men's fashion line?" Rosalie asked stealing the rest of Alice's cookie.

"No….not exactly."

"Can you stop playing coy?" Rosalie snapped.

So impatient!

"Okay…so I was thinking. For the Welcome Back article, I'll write about sexism."

Rosalie raised her eyebrow. That was not ground breaking.

Alice sighed. "Bella, please. Can you just tell the whole story and quit this guessing game. I already know what you want and I think you're out of your mind. But it sounds like you'll have fun!"

Rosalie glanced at Alice before returning to look at me. Alice had a thing for just 'knowing' things.

"Okay okay. Well. I want to register in Twilight High."

"On their applications they don't even have a box for female when they ask for your sex." Rosalie said.

"I want to register in Twilight High as a guy."

Rosalie bursted out laughing and Alice smirked.

"You have got to be out of your mind." Rosalie blurted between her laughs.

"No, I'm serious. Like they have those strap down things for boobs so flat chest is easy. And a hair cut could seriously change our appearance." I said.

"Bella isn't exactly a boy's name." Alice said.

"I'll get a new name."

"How are you going to make a fake identity?"

"Ben hacks stuff. I'm sure he could." I was making up everything as I went along. The only thing I knew – I was going to do it. Everything else would just fall in place...eventually.

"Well, actually Bella. I think you could do it. You're ungraceful enough to walk like a guy, and like shave your head and maybe gain 35 pounds of muscle…you could pass for a guy." Alice said.

"We'll we're going to have to be ready to be guys next week." I said remembering the summer class schedule I saw on their site.

"We're?" Rosalie finally spoke.

"Well yes. If I'm going to write an article I need more than one side of it. I mean –"

Rosalie cut me off, "I am not going to that sexist, fascist, mentally deforming, conscious altering, school!"

"Please Rosalie. I need to have a full picture of it. From different points of views. I mean you're the strong athletic feminist. And Alice is the girliest girl on the planet. And I'm…I'm as bland as it comes. Come on please."

"No." Rosalie said.

I looked at Alice hopelessly and through her expression she was considering the possibility. She didn't 'know' that I was going to ask her to do it too.

"We have absolutely nothing to do this summer." I tried to persuade them. "You know how important this article is. You know how much it means to me. I've been working on ideas since I got the position and nothings come up that I like till now. It's going to be the first time I actually get involved in an article! First time I'm going to be experiencing what I'm writing! Maybe I'll understand things no one else has ever."

Rosalie sat frozen staring at me, her expression was unreadable.

"I can't do this without you guys. You know I can't. I need you guys." I begged.

"Okay." Alice said smiling grabbing another cookie from the plate and handed it to me.

"Thank you so much Alice." I smiled at her gratefully and took the cookie into my mouth. There was never anything that Alice wasn't in for. "Like I said, it sounds like fun." She smirked.

Rosalie brought the voice of reason; "We could get arrested. We could get kicked out of our own school. We could get rejected from college. We would be risking everything for —"

"Isn't that what all those liberal crazed people you read about do? Throw caution to the wind. Challenge authority? Change the world crap! Come on Rosalie."

"Bella. I don't want to go to that school, to be surrounded by those fucking miniature versions of my father."

"We will be there." Alice said nuzzling herself into Rosalie's shoulder. "Please?" She purred at Rosalie.

You can't resist Alice.

End. Of. Story.

"I can't believe this." Rosalie muttered. "Where are we going to live? How are we going to get there? What about our parents."

Alice won.

"We'll live in their dorms as roommates. We'll get there by plane. And you can just tell your dad that we'll be doing some humanitarian crap on the other side of the country."

"Rose, don't act like your dad will even notice you're gone." Alice said.

"He will notice 25 grand missing from my account." She said bitterly.

"What the fuck-nickel?" I asked surprised. Money wasn't an issue, but the fact that a private school cost that much was surprising.

"You didn't think that school was cheap did you?"

"25 grand?"

"25 grand." Rosalie reassured me.

I saw Alice shifting her weight slightly. Rosalie and I were loaded; she on the other hand was self sufficient. She made most of her spending money through selling some of her personal creations and spent an absurd amount of money on clothes. She had long been rejected and disowned from her family and didn't use any of their money. Although if you subtract all Rose and my Real Estate, Alice came close to being 'worth' as much as us on an economic level. It's because we spent a few million on houses all over the world and their up-keeping cost a pretty penny.

But luckily I had a slut of a mother who was banging Phil – world famous Nascar driver.

"But only for a summer semester." I said.

It can't be 25 grand for a semester. That's more than most colleges.

"25,000 dollars per semester." Rosalie said.

"I'll pay." I said taking out my sidekick from my bag and connected to the internet.

"No you can't!" Alice squealed. Knowing her, she'd find a way to pay.

"Yes I can. It's my experiment. I'm funding it." I said logging onto my bank account.

"Renee won't notice?" Rosalie asked taking another cookie.

"She didn't notice when I bought the house in Connecticut." I scrolled down to my balance.

"Aren't they paying homeowners taxes on it?"

"Hope so." I said.

Balance: 932,521.21

Good…enough for tuition, new wardrobe, plan tickets, and a decent car.

"This is insane Bella." Rosalie said.

"Classes start next week. We need to get boyified!" I said with an evil smirk on my face.

"I'll call Julien Farel and get him to schedule us for a haircut." Alice said flipping out her iPhone.

"Wait, haircut?" Rosalie interrupted as Alice found the number to the most expensive hair stylist in the city. Rosalie was usually the one to think our dumb ideas through, but everything was catching her off guard too fast at the moment.

"We could wear wigs." I said.

"NO!" Alice chirped. "We can't! What if they get pulled off! And I doubt Rose is going to be staying still, she's going to be racing everyone there, and if the wig falls of…" Alice trailed off.

"Point taken." I agreed. "Are you guys sure you're okay with that?"

"Sure." Alice said pressing the call button.

I always thought Alice was annoyed at her long hair and was just looking for an excuse to chop it all off.

("Hello Farel? Hi darling! It's Alice. Yes. Yes everyone says hello to you too." Alice squealed on the phone.)

I looked at Rosalie. I could tell from her expression she wasn't sure. She had the most beautiful blonde thick wavy hair I had ever seen. She took extra care of it. It was worth more than platinum jewelry to her; I only hoped that my article and my future were worth more to her than her hair.

"It will grow back." I told Rosalie and suddenly became overwhelmed by selfishness and whispered "I'm sorry."

("We need an appointment for haircut. Yes all of us.")

Rosalie nodded as she crossed her arms across her chest. "I can't believe we're doing this."

("Make sure to bring a big broom! We're getting it all chopped off!" Alice yelled while bouncing up and down on the couch.)

"Appointment for 11!" Alice sang sweetly.

"We are helping to contribute to the demise of woman's self respect by going through with this. We are going to be degrading everything women have fought for. By doing this we are proving that we are dissatisfied as being women, we are proving that we want the easy way out by being men, we are – "

Alice shut her up by pressing her lips tightly against her mouth. Alice was bisexual. Which kind of made us kind of bisexual too. Well, Alice-Bella-Rosalie-sexual. We never did anything kinky or porn worthy...just whatever Alice needed.

I laughed watching the anger level of Rosalie dive from extreme to normal.

Alice was amazing.

I logged off my account and flipped my phone over and pressed my number 8 speed dial. I brought it to my ear in to time for Angela to answer on the other line. I watched Alice cuddle into Rosalie and Rosalie let out a defeated sigh.

"I swear Alice. When you become a guy, you won't be able to get what you want like that."

"Says who?" Alice looked startled.

We all had a soft spot for Alice…we couldn't help it. If she were to ask us to jump off a cliff – we'd ask when.

"Hi Bella." Angela answered the phone right before it went to her voicemail.

"Hey Angy. Is Ben there?"

"Yes, why?"

"Can I talk to him?"

"Everything okay?"

"Sure, I finally figured out what my paper will be on. And it's kind of illegal." I said slyly.

"Oh, alright. One second. Ben, honey. Bella wants to do something illegal and needs your help. Newspaper Editor Bella. Yes that one. Here honey."

"Hello." He said.

"Hey Ben, can I ask you a favor?"

"I doubt Angela will let me say no." He said smugly.

"You hack stuff right?"

"Are you at home?"

"Yes."

"We'll be over in 20 minutes." He said hanging up.

I turned my attention back to my friends that were whispering something to one another.

"I really appreciate this." I said.

"If I'm going to go to jail." Rosalie started to say with a grim face but then smirked, "it might as well be for this."

I grinned and walked off my chair and towards the couch. I sat between my two best friends and Alice curled up into a ball and laid her head on my lap and I leaned on Rosalie's shoulder.

"I love you guys." I whispered.

"I love you enough to get a sex change!" Alice sang, jumping up from her relax position and gave me a quick kiss on the lips; making an exaggerated; "mwah" sound.

"Don't expect me to be nice to anyone." Rosalie muttered as her hand reached to pet Alice's head as she laid back down.

"You're not nice to anyone as a female, I expect you to be an attempted murder as a male." I said and Rosalie swatted me upside the head. "Oww, Rose! Alice gets pet and get hit. Not cool."

Rosalie smirked and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. "I love you too, you ignorant, bias, sexist, bigot of a dumbass."

Rosalie wasn't exactly the sweetest person on the planet.

We continued watching Dark Knight till the doorbell rang to inform us about our guests. Alice sat up quickly and Rosalie stiffened. They both didn't like guests, but Alice put on a better act. I slowly got up and walked through the lonely echoing hallway towards the door.

I hated the structure of the house. It was built of cold stone, and that was exactly what it felt like – cold. Not warm like how a home should fell. It was only a house, not a home.

I opened the door to discover Angela in the arms of her boyfriend who was holding a large Gucci luggage on wheels and a big duffle bag over his shoulders.

He was about 3 inches shorter than Angela, and just as thin. They looked more like siblings than boyfriend and girlfriend. His thin black hair was shaped into a bowl cut, and he had pathetic stubble of hair growing at his chin. He had been growing that since…forever. He wore thick rimmed glasses and a tight pacman t-shirt and with tight black jeans.

And Angela loved him silly.

"Come in." I said stepping aside eyeing the baggage he was bringing into the house.

"Everyone's in the living room." I said and they walked down the corridor towards the enormously under furnished living room. The living room only had a big couch and an overstuffed chair that faced a huge flat screen T.V and a complicated entertainment system. Behind the couch was open space that was begging to be filled.

"Hey ladies." Ben said; I could hear the joy in his voice to being the only male in this female slumber party.

"Hey Benny." Alice said waving to him and then stood up on the couch and leaned over to give Angela a big hug. "Hey Angy wangy!"

"Hello Benjamin, hello Angela." Rosalie didn't even turn around to acknowledge them. I could tell she was still thinking through my unconstructed plan.

"So." Benjamin said sitting on the floor with his back the couch facing the vast empty space of the living room. Angela sat next to him with her legs folded underneath. "What do you guys need?" He said looking at me. Alice leaned over the couch with her hands dangling at the edge.

"Can you create people?" I asked and quickly corrected myself, "like identities?" I sat down a few feet in front of him on the cold marble floor.

Note to self: buy carpet.

"Real people?" He asked unzipping his baggage.

"Well no, yes, kind of. We need 3 male identities."

"Uh. I can't do that." He froze staring at me. "That involves governmental files, making social security numbers, and passports. I mean don't get me wrong – I would love to try that but after I've lived enough that I could spend the rest of my life in jail without feeling like I missed out on life."

"Oh." All my hopes drowned.

"Bella doesn't mean new identities. We need fake student accounts in the school system that can be transferred to another school. We don't need passports or anything." Rosalie said.

My hero!

I shot her a thankful glance and she shrugged it off.

She was a cold hearted bitch in public.

"Oh, why didn't you say so! That's no problem. Hacking into Cogitant is the easiest thing in the world. How do you think I passed gym?" He chucked as he opened the lid of his luggage to reveal 3 computer screens, 1 laptop, 1 keyboard, one black box with a hundred entangled wires that stretched out for forever.

"Damn. Do you need all that?" Alice asked leaning over the couch till her head rested on top of his. She had no sense of personal space but Angela didn't seem to mind.

"I didn't know how illegal you were going for." Ben said. "I was just being cautious."

"Are you a wanted criminal?" I asked.

"No, no one knows they want me yet." He chuckled. "So what are you ladies up to?" He placed the three screens in front of him in the open space.

"Bella was thinking about a sex change and she's experimenting to see if it's for her." Rosalie said grinning mischievously.

I replaced my 'thank you' look to a 'fuck you' look that Rosalie didn't even turn to see.

"We're all experimenting." Alice said leaning over the couch even more.

"What are you guys really up to?" Angela asked pulling the black box out of the suitcase.

"I figured out what my article is going to be about. I'm going to be writing about women in a man's world."

"Oh?" Angela asked.

"Have you heard of Twilight High school?" I asked.

"That place is a shit fest." Ben replied bitterly connecting a wire to the screen in front of him.

"Yes, they rejected Ben." Angela said softly. "They are missing out." She planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Can you get us into the school?" I asked Ben.

"If you guys use your last names so it won't be suspicious. I mean, they won't take nobodies."

"Uh…that's fine." I muttered.

"What about me?" Alice asked. She wasn't ashamed that she was middle class. She enjoyed being middle class; she had the best and worst of both worlds.

"You can be my sister." Rosalie said finally shifting in her position to at look as though she was a part of us.

"Brother." Alice corrected her with a smile.

Angela began connecting wires to the black box and Ben connected the other ends of the wires to the remaining computer screen. "So, can you tell me exactly what you need?" Ben asked. "I don't want to get anything wrong. It's easier to create a student account than delete one."

"We need 3 male students."

"What kind of grades?"

I scooted around till I sat next to Ben – so I could see the screens.

"Straight A's?" I asked.

"Put in a few B's." Rosalie said, even though she had straight A's and two A minuses on her whole transcript.

"Okay, any extracurricular activates?" Ben asked turning on his laptop and all 3 screens lit up.

"Umm, I guess mine can be on the newspaper team. Not an editor-in-chief though."

"Of course not, you're bloody famous." Ben grumbled.

"Wait wont it be strange that Bella's brother is on the newspaper and no one's ever heard of him?" Alice asked.

"Switch my last name with Bella's." Rosalie said.

"Aye aye ladies. One second, let me log onto the school server." Ben placed his laptop on his lap and his fingers danced across they keyboard at a speed I wished I could reach.

"I thought the server shuts down after 5 P.M?" I asked.

"And I thought George Bush would be a good president." Ben said loading the school website and by passing all the passwords with strange codes and weird black and blue screens. Angela leaned into the wired keyboard and pressed a few keys slowly.

Different folds began to appear on the screens. It took a moment to realize that when Ben wasn't using a folder, Angela would transfer it to another screen.

"Okay in. Let me get out the student application…let me see….mmmmm."

"Under M.I.V.3.2 honey." Angela said softly.

"Thank you darling." Ben said as his fingers poked across the keyboard and an Adobe document came up.

"Okay ladies. Who's first?"

"Bella." Rosalie said.

"First name?" Ben asked me.

"Ummm."

"Bob!" Alice squealed.

"No!" I said. "Ummm."

"Joe?" Rosalie asked.

"No."

"So damn picky." Rosalie teased.

"I can't think of a good boys name for me." I pouted.

"George!" Alice squealed again and began to sing; "George, George, George of the jungle – watch out for that tree!" She bursted into her own special giggles and I couldn't help from smirking.

"How about B?" Angela asked.

"What?"

"Well you'd answer to B in class, so it won't be that far off." Angela said.

I understood her way of thinking.

"Just spell it B-E-E." Alice said smirking. "Birds and the bees!"

"Yea that way it doesn't sound that crazy." I replied sarcastically, but Ben listened to Alice.

"Okay, last name; Hale?" Ben asked making sure I was taking Rosalie's last name.

"Yes."

"Okay." His fingers danced through the screen. "Angela, bring up Bee's medical records." He said testing my new name.

Angela typed away. "Ready for copy and pasting."

He copy and pasted.

"Wait." Angela said. "You can't put that she's on birth control."

He erased my doctor's commentaries. Then Angela brought that file to the second screen and the first screen remained blank.

"Okay. Community services?" he asked.

"Umm, keep it the same I guess."

"Ready." Angela said and Ben pasted it on my dual identity.

"Extracurricular activities. Just an editor, not the in-chief crap?" He asked.

"Yea that's fine. Reporter is fine too."

"Okay. I need a parental contact." Ben said.

"Uh."

"Give them your phone number." Rosalie said.

"Kay, 917-770-5555." I said.

"Emergency contact?" Ben asked.

"Ummm how about my house phone?" I asked.

"Go for it." Ben said.

"212 – 220 – 5555."

"What's the name of your emergency contact?" Ben asked.

I hesitated by Rosalie replied for me, "Tanya Hale."

That was the name of her dead mother.

"Okay. Inputting grades. I'm using the same ones you have. G.P.A; 3.80."

"Make me dumber." I said.

"No." Alice said. "That's a good average. The school's not filled with morons!"

I heard Rosalie curse under her breathe.

"Fine." I said.

"Uploading it now. Angy switch files for me." Angela moved my file to the last computer while the download bar inched towards 100 percent.

"Okay, Alice next?" Ben asked.

"Mm hmm. Name me Alvin." Alice said. "That way I'll be Al for short."

"Last name, Swan." Ben continued. Her application went much faster than mine. "Do you want to be a dancer?" He asked.

She scrunched up her face. "No." She sighed. "If I'll have to wear a leotard…it's going to be too hard to cover up. Make me have interest in fashion and stuff." Alice asked.

"They have a fashion program?" I asked.

"They have everything." Ben muttered and I saw Rosalie turn her head over her shoulder to look down at Ben's screen for a moment.

"Okay. How does graphic-arts, concentration in fashion, sound?" Ben asked.

"Sure." Alice said.

"Wait." He paused and looked up at Alice. "This won't work." He said.

"What why?" I nearly attacked him.

This is my article!

It has to be perfect!

It has to work!

"Look at Alice. She can't even pass for a 17 year old GIRL. You two can act like your late on facial hair, but Alice just looks like she's 12."

I looked at Alice…he was right.

"So then make it that she skipped a few grades." Rosalie said.

"So how old then?" Ben asked Rosalie.

"15 works." Rosalie said. "Besides if she's my sist – I mean brother it would be weird for her to be my age."

"Okay. 15, skipped 2 grades." Ben said waiting for Alice's approval, she nodded.

Alice's folder move towards my completed one after Ben downloaded her medical history, deleted her birth control information, and filled out her emergency contact information.

"Rosalie?" Ben asked looking over his shoulder but was met with the back of Rosalie's head.

"Rogan." She said.

I guessed it was a combination of her name and her deceased brother; Logan.

"Last name, Swan." Ben said as he continued typing. "Athletic concentration right Rose?" Ben asked.

"Yes." She said.

"Same broken records?"

"Yes." She repeated.

"Same grades?"

She hesitated. "Make it 3.89." She asked lowering it .1 points from her original.

"Done." Her file began downloading.

"What now?" I asked. "How do we get into Twilight?"

"As soon as Rosalie is in the database then I can move it to Twilight. I need you to pay the tuition fee right now though."

"Can I pay from my account?"

"Is it under your name?" He asked.

"It's under Phil's."

"Then yes." He said opening up another window. "What bank?"

"Bank of America." I said.

"Username and password?" He asked and I gave it to him. He could have probably hacked into my account anyway.

"Okay. How much is a semester?" He asked.

"25 thousand." I said.

"Okay. Angela put this up on the second screen." Angela obeyed.

"Hmm. Give me a few." Ben said typing across the screen. I noticed 50 different windows pop up, and none of the words and numbers on it were coherent to me, but Ben knew them like a second language.

"I'm so excited!" Alice squealed.

I looked at Rosalie, who was staring at me, and I still saw doubt in her eyes, but she had agreed to do it and I knew she wouldn't back down now. She had too much pride and was way too stubborn to back down.

"We're going to have to go shopping for boy's clothes." I said.

"Alice is going to have to fix them." Rosalie said. "Men are straighter, woman are curvier. We need them not to hug our frame but not be so baggy that you can see our figure from a gust of wind."

"You're a life saver tonight, you know that Rosalie?" I said and Alice leaned over the couch to give her a big kiss on the cheek.

"I'm only being thorough." She replied. "You realize that we can't shave our legs or pits." Rosalie mused.

I didn't think of that…

"Men shave their legs!" Alice tried to defend her silky smooth legs.

"Not there they don't." Rosalie broke Alice's heart with those words.

Alice was near tears and her bottom lip began to tremble. Alice shaved once a day, and sometimes even twice. She planned to get laser hair removal the second she turned 18.

"I promise to take you all to a huge Spa getaway when this is done." I said.

"No." Alice said closing her eyes. "You have to go to the prom AND wear my dress AND dance with me."

"Fine." I said.

This article was worth any price I had to pay for it.

"I still want the Spa getaway." Rosalie said smugly.

"Prom and spa. Got it. Anything else?"

I was willing to sell my soul.

Alice's eyes sparkled and she opened her mouth to talk but Rosalie caught her off. "That's fine. We're friends; we do things for one another. And when I end up beating the living daylights out of a few of the assholes in that school I expect you to be behind me on that decision."

I could only imagine the fights she was going to get into…

Crap.

Rosalie was going to start fights with everyone.

I needed to figure out how I was going to deal with that.

"In." Ben interrupted my train of thought and we all looked at the computer screen.

There was a website on his screen similar to our schools except it was black and red – Twilight's school colors.

"I just downloaded your files onto the server. Now here." He said clicking open a link that led him to a diagram blue print of a building. "Is a dorm building. Students get to pick their own roommates and dorm halls. So this one has a triple. It has 3 singles connected by a common area and there's a bathroom inside the dorm room." Ben said.

"That is absolutely perfect!" I squealed knowing that although birth control could stop our periods – I was somewhat paranoid with messing with mother nature like that. It would be easier to stop our periods for the next 3 months, but that was just unnatural. We all took it for the shorter, lighter, crampless periods. Alice and I were virgins – Rosalie was not; but she definitely wasn't sexually active.

She lost her virginity to James Lambarto – the biggest player in our school – till Rosalie showed him up. He was a womanizing fiend that used girls, fucked girls, and left girls brokenhearted. Rosalie came onto him, falsely of course, and he took the bait like a fat kid and candy. She had sex with him, he didn't know it was her first time, and at the end told him, "My hand does a better job than you." Then she took a picture of his naked self with his small penis in full view. The next day, she made over a thousand copies and pasted them all over the school with the words; "LADIES YOU WANT THIS?!" written on the bottom of the page.

You don't fuck with Rosalie.

Ben cleared his throat; "Okay. Then you, registered students, will be staying in Knishka Hall." He clicked the diagram. "Room 317." He said clicking it again and an error message popped up.

Student's payment's incomplete.

Click 1 to dismiss.

Click 2 to provide payment information.

Click 3 to return to homepage.

(1) (2) (3)

Ben clicked 2. He entered my payment information for all of us.

Payment Registered.

Room Reserved For The Following Students: Alvin Swan, Rogan Swan, Bee Hale.

"Ladies soon to be gentlemen, you are official Twilighters."

"Bee, Alvin, and Rogan. Welcome to Twilight." Angela said softly as she placed the keyboard off her lap.

A/N: Yay. Now that we have everything set; we can get the show on the road! Drama drama drama! :D

Thank you so much for reading it, and I really appreciate any reviews!

Rosalie's PoV next!