Hey people! Thanks for the review! I changed a couple of things. Like I made Edward's, you had to of known it was his, car into a mustang. I LOVE mustangs and couldn't resist.

I hope you like the rest of the chapter. I will try to put another chapter up tomorrow, but with school in full swing again, I might have some homework! Will update when I can!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight characters and if I did, Edward would be mine!! Muh Ha ha….sorry about that…cough cough …um…bye now!


I woke up to the low strum of Fiona Apple's Slow like Honey song. It was one of my favorite songs to listen to and I can now wake up to it with my new alarm clock. I struggled to get out from under the warm covers and find a hair tie. I searched the room for it. Damn it, I thought as I stubbed my toe. I sat in the chair and robbed my throbbing pinkie well I looked towards the closet. What to wear? Casual, but sexy?

As soon as the thought was formed into my head, a mid thigh skirt and a black long tee came out of the closet hovering in front of me. I looked at the ensemble and shook my head. I definitely wouldn't be able to ride my bike in that…unless I brought a change of clothes…but still I shook my head and sent the clothes back into the closet.

I remembered the jeans I bought and jumped up to the closet, excited to get them for myself. I found them neatly folded on a hanger. I dropped my PJ shorts and put the jeans on, loving the way they fit my body. I glanced into my full length mirror and say that my ass looked great in them. I grinned as I thought of my dad's expression. I would give him a choice of course, a skirt that would most likely show off my undies when I am riding my bike—or a nice pair of jeans. He would most likely choose the latter, but you never know with Charlie. I threw off the tank top and found a black bra that didn't match my underwear. I don't know why people bother to match their underwear. The only way I would have even a slightest understanding is if you were married and you wanted to look good for your husband. But that's about it.

I opened my window and breathed in the fresh air. It had a moist smell to it, like it was going to rain. Oh well, I could always bring a change of clothes—or I could just cast a quick dry spell when I got to school. I nodded my head as I agreed with the latter idea. The paper boy went walking by and saw me standing out of my window with a bra on. I quickly went into his thoughts and made it appear as though I was wearing a black shirt. He gave his head a shake and continued on his way. I smiled at my silliness and went to put a shirt on. I found a perfect shirt…but it was pink. It was the shirt my mom got me for Christmas last year and I had never worn it. I wasn't that fond of the color pink. I frowned at the shirt, trying to decide whether or not to wear it. My lips turned up into a full fledged grin as I changed the color to a brilliant red. Perfect, I thought. I threw my hear into a messy French braid and put on a necklace that only left my neck when I slept and showered. My great aunt gave it to me and told me to keep it close always. Everyone respected my great aunt, even my mother, so I took heed from her words and never let it out of my sight.

Running down the stairs and I jumped over the banister and landed on my feet. My dad came into the hall with an amused expression.

"I swear, you must have feline in your veins or something. No other witch I have ever met could have done that with out flinching."

"Ah, the joys of being young...and besides I know you are exaggerating. Remember we witches were made to fly and jump from high heights if necessary." I put on a very formal voice and gave him a hug as I walked by.

He laughed and continued on his way out of the house. I quickly ate my breakfast and set out to school. The sun was peeking out of a cloud when I walked out of the house. I locked the doors behind me and put a security spell on just in case. Our house has been known to get a couple of break-ins. And not just because we were witches; people who my dad put away always needed to try for revenge. But what they really got was a foot in their ass. I smiled remembering the last time I was here that was exactly what I had done to the bald man who invited himself into our home.

The air was a bit brisk so I had thrown my leather jacket on to keep warm. I piled my hair up on my head and put the matching helmet on. I started the bike up and flipped my visor down to shield my eyes from the boring sun. I sped off the school and enjoyed the ride very much. I didn't really like the way people had stared at me when I had to stop at a light, but I guess I did look kind of mysterious. But it was still annoying to be stared at so I made sure the lights were always green when I passed by.

When I got into the parking lot, people moved out of my way as I slowed down to sped.

I smiled and flipped the kickstand down, settling the bike so it would not fall. I threw the helmet off and fixed a couple of strands of hair. I was about to turn when I noticed the car next to mine. I moaned at the beauty of it. It was a sleek, black mustang. I have always loved Mustangs and that would be the first car I bought. But until I got enough money, I was extremely happy with Blue Moon. I ran my fingers across my bike and smiled. I think I like Blue Moon better. I mean you are so much closer to flying, and trust me, I know flying. As I walked away I put a spell on my bike to it wasn't stolen. Anyone who touched it with bad intentions would immediately get blisters all over their hands. I walked into the school with a sigh. This was going to be fun!

A/N: I hope you liked it! Will add another chapter ASAP!