Hey, I know, I know. A whole week of waiting! I'm horribly mean, right? Well, you can blame my busy bee schedule. It's been crazy and next week will be even worse so I'll try not to make this a terrible cliffhanger.

My Life as a Teenage Something

Chapter Four: Into a Hole

I came around in an unfamiliar place. The ground was moving—bumpy and I was having a hard time breathing. It felt like there was something attached to my mouth getting in the way of my air sucking.

I, groggily, opened my eyes and looked around. The first thing I noticed was that I was in an ambulance. The second was that there was something clamped around my face that was feeding me air. The third, and undoubtedly most important thing I noticed was that I was surrounded by people—humans—and I was changing.

Why didn't Alice see this? Just because the monster has a mind of it's own and made a split second decision to change me at the worst possible time doesn't mean that Alice shouldn't be able to see it! I guess what people say about psychics is true. They are just a bunch of drunks.

Of course, Alice might just be a bit more reliable than those Greek psychics. My monster made a spur-of-the-moment decision and Alice had explained to me that she couldn't see decisions until they were made…

Oh crap. The hard truth hit me like a ton of brick, although that might not be hard enough. Considering I'm becoming a vampire right now, maybe it was more like a pack of werewolves.

I tried to sit up. Maybe I could fight off the few people in the ambulance. Alas, my escape was not meant to be. I was pretty much strapped to the table.

I sucked and sucked, trying to get air into my lungs, but all I felt was nothing. I was choking!

"Whoa! Somebody get the respirator off her! She's awake and breathing!" It was the possessor of an unfamiliar voice screaming in my ear that finally gave me air.

I breathed it in like it was the best thing in the world—which right now it was.

"Where am I?" I managed to choke out once I could breathe normally again.

"You're in an ambulance, honey. We're taking you to the hospital because you blacked out."

"No! You can't! I'm fine trust me. I faint a lot. It's a symptom of, um, anorexia!" I dug up the only thing I knew that caused fainting.

"Well, than that is even more awful! We better get you into rehab, stat! Yo, Tony, drive faster!"

Shit. I'd really dug myself deep into this hole. "Listen to me. Just send me over to my, uh, dad. He's Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He'll say I'm fine! I'm not really anorexic. I've just got this thing where I fall asleep a lot in public. Um, Antiristerisicasher disease. (In case you didn't notice, I made that up.) I'm fine!"

The lady just smiled at me and pushed me back down. I hadn't even noticed I'd sat up, but I guess my changes were making me super strong too. This was not going well…

"Blair! Oh my gosh! Blair! I thought you'd, like, died or something! I'm so sorry!" Jonas was calling through the grate from the front seat.

Dammit. Now he thought I was some kinda freak who fainted around cute boys.

Well, I was, wasn't I?

God, could my life get any deeper? This hole I was digging was just getting worse and worse. Deeper and deeper.

I felt like I was dying.

Oh wait. I was.

Sorry it's so short, but I'm tired. So I hope you review and maybe I'll update sometime this week! Don't count on it though, I'm very very busy with school.

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