The story Twilight and its characters belongs to wonderful Stephenie Meyer.

Prologue Part 2

We sat the bench in the park that was a few houses from my house. We were eating the junk I bought after I saw that he okay. I bought him something to make him feel better. He just survived a car accident and feels down about life he needs chocolate!

After I swallowed the salty potato chip I slightly tilted my head and looked at the man I just met fifteen minutes ago in the street from the side of my eyes. He wasn't doing anything. The salience made me anxious. I sighed.

"Look the only reason I came here with you was to make sure you were okay!" I said louder than I usually would to get his attention. He didn't respond. God I hope he's not crazy.

"Just when I think I have it all figured out, you come along." He said then looked at me.

"That's terrible?" I questioned.

He sighed."I don't know" He said. I stared forward.

"I gotta go home my mom and my sister will start to wonder where i'm am." I said.

I stood and turned to leave when he asked
"Why did you care whether or not I died?"

I turned back to the bench to look at him.

"I don't like to see people hurt. Just... something inside of me doesn't feel right. Besides you need to live longer to experience the joy that life can bring. It helps you live day by day." I said.

"How do I get joy?" He asked.

"Usually from love and peace." I answered. He laughed

"Never thought peace existed. And love, that's for children. " He said.

"Love is for everybody. And peace is when your heart and mind are not troubled. I have experienced them both personally." I looked at him.

"Without them I wouldn't be standing here." I said.

"What happened to you?" He asked. I looked away slightly. "It's not good to dwell on bad memories." I said, then he nodded.

"But through it all things work out and at the end you'll see that it was all worth it to live this life."I said.

"How do I get to a place like that?" He asked.

"Don't give up because if you do you might miss out on something great. And hold on to the people and things that mean a lot to you and you to them, don't be afraid to lean on them. And don't be afraid to live. Most people look for theatrical love before they see what's right in front of them. " I said. "And be aware I don't have it all figured out as well, i'm still working on the don't be afraid to live part." He nodded and ate the rest of his chocolate zinger.

"For such a young girl you are a very deep thinker." He said.

"Yea..." That was my deep thinker response, very deep right?(being sarcastic). I started thinking about how long that i've been gone from home.

"I really have to leave." I said."Goodbye...Uh" I started but I realized I didn't know his name.

"John Summer." He said holding out his hand. Then I took his offered hand and said "Jessica Jones."

After I released it I turned around and started to head towards my house. When the bench was half always away I looked back to find him, gone he was no where to be sight. My eyebrows knitted together.

"He must've left after I left." I said to myself.

The next morning I found a note on my night stand by the book I have read at least three times, Twilight. Picking it up to read I thought it must be from my mom thinking she might've if she had went somewhere and left a note to tell me where. I opened the folded note and saw in blue ink that it read.

"I owe you a lot, and so I asked around about what any Fourteen year-old girl would want and came up with a brilliantly unique idea and finding that book on your dresser just made me absolutely sure about it. Have fun.

Sincerely
Your Friend"

What? I looked up from the note. This definitely isn't from my mom. It says "Your friend" and last time I checked all my friends and I were seventeen. "Have fun" with what? What did it mean? I didn't understand what it at all. It was strange and worried me a little, so I just shook it off.

Something strange happened a week later, my parents who were separated for two years up and decided to get back together. After all the tears and drama before and after their decision to split up, my sister and I had expected them to get divorced soon, so the turn of events were very surprising. You just never know what life has in store for you.
You just never know...

The End of the Prologue