Author's Note!!!

YES!!! HUZZAH!! just read it and you'll see why i'm freaking out!!!

Disclaimer: If i owned Twilight, Bella's name would be Emily!!! but i dont. just give me a moment. wipes eyes (how do i make the little star thingys stay???)

Dresses

We were riding in Jessica's car. She had picked both me and Angela up right after school. I was actually enjoying myself. Again, I thought about how weird it was that I could fit in at a school with 300 students compared to my old school where I couldn't even make one good friend.

Jessica was bugging Angela again. Maybe I should save her? Yep, I definitely would want someone to save me from Jessica's "who's your type?" questions. "Um, Jess? What type of dress were you looking for?" That distracted her. Angela cast me a relieved glance as Jessica went on about the pros and cons of a strapless versus a spaghetti strap.

Eventually we made it to Port Angeles. Jessica and Angela didn't fool around. They went straight to the big department store. It wasn't as big as some in Phoenix, but I got the feeling it was the biggest one within a reasonable distance of Forks.

"Oh! Look at this one!" shrieked Jessica as she pounced on the nearest clothing rack. Angela was a little calmer as she walked into the dresses. There wasn't a very large selection, but they found a couple in their sizes.

"So, Bella, Who's your type?" Asked Jessica, "I mean, since you turned all of the guys at school down." Someone please save me! "Everyone except Tyler." What was Angela talking about? "What do you mean?"

Jessica looked up at me from the dress rack she'd been scouring. "Oh, Tyler told everyone he's taking you to prom. You are going to prom with him, right?"

"WHAT!" I yelled.

Prom would be even worse than this semi-formal dance (whatever that was). "That's why Lauren doesn't like you," Then Angela turned to Jess, "I told you she wasn't going with him Jess."

I was nearly foaming at the mouth. I was going to get Tyler! "Why don't we just go and try on the dresses you guys have, ok?" We walked to the nearest dressing room. It's only occupants were clothes that someone had left behind.

I had calmed down some by the time they payed for the dresses they had chosen. We were planning on eating later and none of us were hungry yet, so Jessica and Angela decided to walk around the boardwalk. "Hey guys? Do you know where the bookstore is? I think I'll just meet up with you at dinner," I said.

They both told me that they would go with me, but I said that it was alright. I got really into books and I didn't need anyone to see my even dorkier side. (A/N: Book worm freaks unite!!!!)

I followed the directions they gave me and surprisingly, I didn't get lost. I looked through the window. This bookstore wasn't exactly what I'd been expecting…. I hurried onward. I did not need to have a conversation with the lady in there. I kept wandering around. Maybe I would stumble upon a bookstore by luck? I didn't really believe this, but I wasn't supposed to meet Jess and Angela for 45 more minutes.

I headed toward some stores that looked promising. Empty. It looked like I'd left the tourist part of the city that I, as a tourist, was meant to see. This was the old crumbling business area. I didn't feel like turning around right now so I decided to loop back at the next corner. As I made the turn, I nearly ran into a group of four guys. I hurried around them and kept walking. It was a miracle I hadn't tripped. "Hey," yelled the short, dark one. "Hello," I mumbled back. I kept walking, trying to act nonchalant, but the hairs on the back of my neck were prickling.

When I finally turned the corner that brought me out of their veiw, I gave a small shudder and kept going. When I was about halfway to the corner I was going to turn next, I felt something send a dark shadow over me. I turned my head and saw menacing rain clouds, blocking the sun. I glared at them. Today had been my first sunny day in Forks. Stupid rain.

I was about turn my head to face forward, when I noticed two of the guys I'd nearly run into, were behind me. This wouldn't have been so bad, but they were staring at me!

I whipped my head back around and quickened my pace. My breathe started racing. When I was nearly to the corner I turned my head back around. They had slowed some. Maybe they had realized that they'd scared me. I turned the corner, only to find a dead end. I hurried the other way.

On the next street the two other men were waiting. I wasn't being followed, I was being herded. There was nowhere else to go but forward. I slowed my pace and crossed the street. I moved my purse into a better position. I could now use it as a weapon or hand it over. Whatever I had to do to protect myself. I didn't have anything in it anyway. But what if they want something else? This thought really freaked me out. I clutched my purse a little tighter and tried to calm my breathing. The short, dark man came up to me.

"Stay away from me." Some warning. It came out as barely louder than a whisper. My throat was dry from all the ragged breaths I was taking in. "Come on Babe, don't be like that." He and his friends laughed.

Okay, running was definitely out and screaming seemed to be something I wouldn't be able to count on. I had learned some self defense. Most of it involved me pepper spraying someone in the face. I knew exactly where my pepper spray was too, back at the house in my suitcase. I hadn't thought I would really need it in Forks. How wrong had I been.

They all stepped towards me. They were about to jump me and I was getting ready to smash some noses into their brains while being terrified out of my mind, when we heard a growling noise come from the dead end alley next to our little scene. My captors all turned they're backs on me to try and find out what had made the noise in the alley. I slowly started edging away from them. I wasn't out of the frying pan yet, and a false move could put me straight into the fire.

The growling noise was louder now and obviously angry. That had to be one giant dog, if it was a dog. I started walking away faster. They were to preoccupied with the noise to notice.

"What do you think it is Richie?" asked a tall blonde man in the middle. "I don' know. You should go in an check it out like, for the rest of us." Replied the man I assumed to be Richie. The dark one spoke next, "We should all go in together, cept Spike. You should stay with the girl." Hmmm. I suppose I was the girl. I decided to wing it.

I turned around and ran for my life. I tripped, after my first three steps. I felt rough hands grab me around my forearms and lift me up. I started to struggle, but I was pressed tightly to his chest. Spike was apparently the biggest of the four.

Even while I was struggling, I could see the other three about to enter the alley. A big growl ripped through the air. That was definitely NOT a dog.

I saw something come running out of the alley. It was so fast, it was nearly invisible. Whatever it was, it knocked Spike to the ground. I started running again. I tripped, but got up and kept running. I turned the closest corner. I would've kept going, but I could hear them yelling. I disliked it, but I felt guilty leaving them. What if whatever was back there was worse than them?

All the yelling stopped. It had only been a minute since we'd heard that last terrifying growl. What had happened to those men? I could hear the growling again. I was only one intersection away from the main road. Even if I could run without tripping I still wouldn't have had a chance against whatever was back here with me. I couldn't move my feet. Maybe if I got in view of the road someone would see me. But that would mean exposing myself. I got the feeling it didn't really matter.

I ran for the intersection. The growl started up again. Before I even had time to trip, a Silver Volvo pulled off the main street. It was heading straight towards me. I was preparing to jump in front of it when it fishtailed around. The back door opened and two people jumped out. Another pair of hands reached out and pulled me in.

I watched through the rear window as the two Cullen brothers ran to were the growling had been. I looked over and saw Alice Cullen. She was still holding me from when she pulled me into the car. "Hello Bella, it's nice to see you again."

hmmmmm. i should've cut it off when you heard the growling, but i had written it like this and i'm not much for stopping for cliffies. i guess its a semi cliffie. could've been bigger. BUT SOMEONE ELSE IS IN MY STORY NOW!!! AND THE PLOT IS STARTING!! punches fist into air WOOT WOOT!!!