A/N: I don't own Twilight or Saturday Night Live. I'm not trying to insult Czechoslovakians, I was just making a joke. (I'm 12.5% Czechoslovakian myself.) Also, I can see where this might cause some concern, but this has NOTHING to do with the recent election, and I'm not trying to say that any president should be shot. (C'mon, you can see that Evil Edward would make a horrible president.)

I stood tall and straight up against the podium. I could tell it was cold, even with my skin. The crowd gathering in front of me, blinding me with their camera flashes and shoving microphones at me contained so many thoughts buzzing around that I could have sworn they were yelling them at me. Come to think of it, they probably were.

"Senator Cullen, what will you do to help the environment?" asked a frantic redheaded girl with a pad of paper and a pen. I hope he decides to enforce the use of solar panels, she thought urgently. I grinned maliciously.

"Well, first of all, I'm going to make solar panels illegal," I answered, shaking with silent laughter. She looked immensely disappointed and distraught. Another man shoved a tape recorder in my face.

"What are your views on illegal immigrants?" he asked. I have nothing to worry about. Why would he kick out the Czechoslovakians? He added silently. I grinned again.

"Actually," I told him, "They can stay." He sighed in relief. "Except for the Czechoslovakians," I added snidely. He sputtered and turned around. I laughed. This campaigning was better than I thought it would be! Everyone wanted me to kiss their babies (I always tried to scare the infants as much as I could), my face was everywhere (Sometimes it had an "X" over it, but still…), and people from Saturday Night Live kept impersonating me (Nowhere close.). Yep, life was great. Except now, as a bullet speeds toward me. Oops, guess I made an enemy. Ha ha. I caught the projectile in my hand. Sweet.