Geez! Do you know how much writers block I have?! It's annoying the crap outta me! *fumes*

Do I look like Stephanie Meyer? Then I don't own Twilight.

R&R?

16-year-old Isabella

Oi... Why is it morning? But I am a princess. I have to be princess-y. And I have to do the chores Madam Stuck-Up tells me to do. Sigh...

Yes, I am a princess. You may ask why I am doing chores. It my step-mother. More like step-monster. Hey, that's a good one. Step-monster. Have to tell that one to Edward. I love to make him laugh.

Anyway. This is my day:

Wake up (obviously).

Make breakfast with Rosalie.

Clean dishes with Alice once every one is done.

Sew with Rosalie and Alice. I hate it.

Wash SOME part of the palace. There always seems to be something that is dirty.

Make lunch with Alice.

Clean dishes with Rosalie.

Do "errands" with step-monster. Really all she is doing is flaunting the fact that she can order the royal family around.

Do something for step-monster. Usually rubbing feet. Ugh.

Finally, I can actually do something I want to do. Ride my horse, Mirr. Weird name, I know. It seems to fit her.

Make dinner. By myself.

Wash table.

Draw a bath for Madam Stuck-Up.

Clean myself.

Now I know there are such things as servants, but Baroness thinks that doing these things builds character. More like she likes seeing the three most powerful children in the world do as she pleases.

So I start my day. Breakfast.

I get there and start making step-mothers favourite meal.

"Eggs and pig again?" I ask Rosalie, my older sister of 19.

"Yes." I reply.

We finish, and serve it to the Baroness in her bed. Father is already gone. He never sees the way she treats us.

"Bacon and pig? AGAIN?! What's wrong with you? Can you two only make one thing?!!" Baroness Maddlane screams as soon as she sees us.

"I- just uh- well-..." I trail off.

"We made you your favourite breakfast." Rosalie snaps. "Obviously."

"Well just maybe I wanted something different! Ever think about that? Can you even think?"

Rosalie looked lke she was about to explode. I just silently backed away from the room and pulled her with me.

Once away from her chamber, Roselie screams, "what's wrong with her!!"

"She probably doesn't have a heart," I mumble quietly, remembering all of the horrid moments.

"I KNOW she doesn't!" Rose fumes. She then stomps away, probably to the lake.

I miss Edward... He's away right now. Truly, I forget why. It's like my heart aches. It doesn't seem like Rose or Alice feel the same. All I know is I just want him home. Is it 'cause were triplets with Alice? No... She's sad, but still the same little pixie. Is it just me?

I'm so confused.

I figured I'd go around town with Alice for a while. The Baroness was up late last night and so she'll be in bed for a while.

We walk into town and Alice seems squirmish. Like she wants to be somewhere else.

"Just go, Alice. I have no clue where, but just go." I sigh.

"Oh, thank you Bells! Thank you!" She throws her hands around my neck and runs off in the opposite direction.

I figure I'd follow her. At least, go in that direction. Nothing else to do.

As I was walking, I spot Rosalie. No one else would recognize her though, besides maybe Alice or Edward, for she had her hood up. "Rose!" I call, but she either doesn't hear me or just ignores me. I figure it's the latter.

I trail her, and she goes down twisting alleys and dark streets. Eventually, she stops outside a broken-down house. Rose does this little knock, like bam bam-be bam bam bam. The door opens, and she slips inside.

What could Rose be doing? Might as well find out, I tell myself.

I go up to the door and knock. Bam bam-be bam bam bam. Again the door opens and I sneak inside.

To my immediate left, there is a poorly-lit living room. On the couch I see Rose. Holding hands with a man. A peasant. I look farther into the room and I see Alice. With a peasant.

"Bells!" She exclaims, quickly moving away from the man's arms.

Rosalie looks up and jumps away from her peasant. "Bella..."

I just sort sit there with my mouth open. "I... Um... Wh-when did this start? Why? How did you meet? What will Father say?" The words tumble from my mouth.

"Bell. Sit. Now." Alice says.

I do. "Now will you explain?"

"Okay. This is Emmet." Rosalie says, gesturing to the man she was with. "And this is Jasper," she points to the other man.

Emmet has blonde, short hair and almond colored eyes. He's tall, big, and muscular.

Jasper has dark-blonde curly hair around his head like a mane. Large, black eyes. He's normal height, skinny, and lanky.

Alice continues for Rosalie. "Rosalie met Emmet one day in the streets about a year ago. Then I met Jasper, his brother, about a month later. We met because Rose knew I was lonely and Jasper is just the kind of man I want." She smiles.

"We fell in love. And Father... He doesn't need to know."

"You won't tell, will you?" Alice asks innocently.

"I guess not."

"That's my Bella!"

A/N: I was gonna end it hear, but I REALLY needed to do this. :)

We settle in, and Rose and Alice look so happy.

"I feel as though my heart is getting ripped apart when you're away." Rosalie murmurs to Emmet.

Funny, I think. That's how I feel with Edward.

"Never leave me again." Jasper says to Alice.

"I couldn't if I tried." She says back.

Whoa. This is exactly like me, except with Edward...

Then it hits me.

I love Edward. More than just a sister. I love him.

I am irrevocably in love my brother.

TA DA! Yeah. Awkward, I know. But you all know something she doesn't. Unless you are COMPLETELY unobservant. I added some Jalice and Remmet. 3 (No idea if those are the actual names, so don't blame me!)

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