Rachel's POV

I dropped my bag on the floor. My copy of Twilight fell out, the back facing up. Bella picked it up. I held my hand out nervously. His eyes flickered to the word "Edward".

Her eyes grew horribly wide as she read it.

"..What is this?" She choked.

The girls all looked at me. My mouth was open.

"Twilight," I responded.

I took the book from her hand.

"It's.." I said, not sure what to say. "It's a.. book.."

She waited.

"I..I.."

"May I see it?" Edward asked.

I handed him the book.

"What is this?" He demanded.

None of us said anything. Bella took it from his hands. She began flipping pages, scanning.

"What the hell is this?" Bella repeated.

"It's..it's..a..book..-"

"I can see that!" she said.

"I don't..I don't know what to.." I trailed off, my head spinning.

The Cullens were all staring at us. They were sitting perfectly still.

"Edward," Bella whispered. "This is.. look at this." He scanned the the pages.

Edward stood up.

"Son." Carlisle said.

He stared at Carlisle. Then at us. Then Bella.

Edward handed Carlisle the book. He read the back.

"Girls, where did you get this?" he asked.

"A book store.." I said hesitantly.

"What are your names?" he asked.

"Rachel." I said.

"Anna."

"Nicole."

"Sammi."

He nodded in a way that told me I should keep talking.

"We..We came up here, to Forks, earlier today." They listened attentively.

"We read, in this book, that there was a road.. That twists through the forest. And that it leads to.. The Cullens' house. We've come here once before. So we decided to look for it again. We thought we found it. And we did.. It led here. We thought that maybe someone has made some sort of..house here. Just for the book. And it looked like there was a party going on. So we came in."

"When did you get this book, Rachel?" Carlisle asked me.

"Um.. A little over a year ago. It came out about five years go, though."

Rosalie glared at us, disapprovingly.

"Um.." I continued. "It's actually a series of books."

I looked at Anna. She took out the rest from her bag and handed them to Carlisle.

I heard a growl, deep in Edward's throat.

Carlisle gave Edward the other three copies.

"Stephenie Meyer," he read.