I woke up, a slight headache. I was wet and cold. I didn't open my eyes, but I heard voices around me.
"Oh my god, is she okay?"
"Way to go Quil, you might have killed her!"
"Shut up Leah, she's not dead. Jake just felt her pulse."
"Hmm, maybe I should giver her mouth to mouth," I heard a guy say.
"Embry, you loser, that's not going to do anything, she got knocked out by a football. You just want to stick your tongue in her mouth."
Quil? Jake? Leah? Embry?
I mean, it wasn't suprising that I was dreaming about Twilight, I dream about it all the time. But this dream just felt so...real.
I slowly opened my eyes, and saw a crowd of tanned guys and one girl.
One of them sighed of relief and held out his hand to me.
I took his hot hand and he pulled me up.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Where...am...I?" I groaned.
A shorter boy held up fingers.
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Four. But you didn't didn't answer my question."
The guy was still holding my hand. "Your in La Push, Washington. Are you sure your okay....?"
I sighed, and clutched the back of my head. "Yeah, I think. Just a little sore. Can you just tell me what happened?"
The tall girl- she was extremely pretty- raised one eyebrow. "My friends here were playing football, and you were walking. The ball hit you and you were knocked unconcious. Don't you remember?"
I guess I would have to play along.
"Of course. Yeah. I'm all good now."
Another guy looked at the back of my head.
"Holy shit, she's bleeding. She must have hit her head on that rock right there."
A shorter, younger looking boy, looked. "Brady's right. She is bleeding."
The guy that was holding my hand looked at his friends. "I'm going to go take her back to my house to clean her up. Is that okay with you?" he asked me.
"Uh, yeah. Sure."
"Alright. Be back later you guys." His friends started to continue their game.
"Collin, you punt..." I heard as we walked off. The cute guy I was walking with looked down and realized that he was still holding my hand. His cheeks got red and he dropped his hand.
"So, what's your name? I haven't seen you around here before."
"I'm Keely. And you?"
"My names Jacob."
Awesome dream! I couldn't wait to tell Alex I had a dream about holding Jacob Blacks hand.
"Nice. Jacob."
He led me to a small house an opened the door.
"My dads down in Forks, so were the only ones here."
He reached into a drawer and pulled out a towel, and got some of the blood flow to stop.
"Oh."
"So...where do you live? In Forks?"
Shit.
"Uh...visiting relatives...in Forks. But my aunt I was staying with had an emergency and had to leave, so now I'm staying alone?"
I sucked at lying.
"Oh, do you need a place to stay? The Clearwaters have an extra bedroom in their house. "
"Huh, yeah, I guess I do."
"I'll go call Leah."
Odd dream.
Alex POV
I wonder if theres any Cheerios for breakfast... I slowly opened my eyes. Wait.
This wasn't Keelys kitchen, was it? It looked like a...living room? It wasn't her living room, though. It was like... a mansion.
Okay, I'm dreaming, I told myself.
"Oh my god, she's awake! Carlisle!"
A family slowly walked into the room.
A blonde man came to my side. "Are you okay, little girl?"
Who was he calling little girl?
"Uh..yeah. What's...?"
"Oh come on Carlisle, you old hoot, let us keep her! Please?"
"Jesus, Rosalie, she's not a stray dog. We'll be lucky if were not charged by this girls parents for kidnapping!"
"Shut up, Jasper! You're always bringing me down."
Jasper, Carlisle, Rosalie...twilight dream. Okay, makes sense.
"She would be like, dead if it weren't for me. She was like, unconscious in the woods."
"Good job Emmett." The blonde girl smiled. "Finders keepers, right?"
The oldest girl (woman, maybe?) sighed. "Rose, sweetie, I don't think that rule applys to humans."
Carlisle (I was guessing) shrugged. "We'll keep her tonight. But tomorrow morning when she is able to talk, we'll find her parents."
A short girl clapped. "Yay! I can do her hair, and-"
"No way, Alice! I called her!" The blonde girl said.
Well, it was the most realistic dream I had ever had.
