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I don't own Twilight, but I do own my OC.

IMPORTANT: Guys, I was thinking about having Lara fall in love with Edward, after a few thousand arguements, of course. How does that sound to you people, as the readers?

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Lara P.O.V

I made my way to school, mumbling in distaste. I had to avoid a van. How fantastic? So very not.

I parked the Truck, and took a deep breath.

You can do this, Swan. You've managed to piss off vampires and live, you can survive this, especially if Bella fucking can.

I opened the door and hopped out, but instead of being a total idiot I didn't stand around to check out the snow chain things.

But my life just hates me.

I heard the van tyres squealling in protest to the brakes, suddenly just like three metres away from me.

"Oh fuck my life." I muttered just as the van was going to hit me and potentially squash my to death. But then a fucking thick-ass wall crashed into my side.

"Mother fucker!" I yelled as my head hit the pavement. Wow, I really was being overly sweary today, wasn't I?

I glared up at Edward Cullen, raising a hand to my head.

"Gee, thanks for that." I mumbled sarcastically.

"I just stopped you from getting hit by a van. Why are you pissed?" He yelled.

Heheh, swearing Edward was funny.

"Dude, I would've been fine!" Alright, I have never said 'Dude' in a serious conversation before. I did also realise what I'd said was a lie. But on the other hand, if I died, I might have woke up back home.

Ah, home.

London, with my dad. Maybe I could convince my mother to let me move to be with him. Where the weathers worse than Forks, and everyone is bizzarely unfriendly. (I'm aloud to diss, I'm from England myself.)

I quckly snapped from my day dream, and looked back at Edward.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Yes."

"I really think you should go to the hospital, Bella."

I sighed. I knew how this went. "Whatever. The sooner I get it done, the sooner I'm out of here." I muttered, sitting up and tring to ignore the numbing ache in my skull.

Just five minuets, many irritating remarks, five curse words and only one complaint, we arrived at the hospital and I found my self laying on a bed.

I took off the Goddamn head brace thingy and sat on the egde of the bed, swinging my legs.

Tyler was wheeled in blurting apologies.

"Dude, shut up. I'm alive. Get the fuck over it and do a better job next time." I told him, just as Edward walked in. He sent me a weird look, like he was wondering if I was serious or not.

"How are you Bells?" He asked.

"Fine - like I said many times."

"Well, I've come to spring you."

In walked that dog-faced man... Hh yeah, Carlisle.

Blonde hair, gold eyes, weird nose.

Yup, strangely like the guy who plays him in the movie.

After short introductions, he started to prod at my head.

I hissed in annoyanced as he touched somewhere tender.

"Did that hurt?"

Somehow, I didn't think 'What do you fucking think, Doc?' was appropriate.

"A little." I gave with a shrug.

"You were lucky."

"It was all thanks to Edward's speed and agility. I'm surprised he saved me. All we seem to do is argue." Carlisle raised an eyebrow, lucking from Edward to me.

"Thats not all we seem to do." He interjected.

"Really? Because this is both the third argument we've had, and the third time we've actually spoken to eachother. Excluding the fight in the ambulance." I told him. He didn't object. I grinned, smug.

"Well, your all done. Just take pain killers if your head hurts. Any dizziness, come back. Your free to go, your father is waiting."

"What about school?" I asked warily.

"I think it's best that you go home."

I threw my hands into the air with a 'whoop!' before jumping to my feet. I walked over to Edward. "Can we talk, for a sec?" I asked. He nodded stiffly.

As soon as we were out of ear shot, I pounced.

"You moved the van and made it over to me in seconds. Thats not human, so don't try to convince me otherwise. I won't tell other people, but I'm so curious it's not even funny. I will find out your dirty little secret, Cullen." It took all the strength I had not to say Sparkles, and spun on my heal before marching off, leaving a shocked vampire behind me.

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To clear things up, Lara's dad and mum are devorced, her dad's British but her mother is American. She lives with her mother, in New York. Her father is in England.

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