Hi Everybody,

This is my newest chapter. It might be a bit short. Please review. Love you guys.

Disclaimer: This is based on a story and on characters written my Stephanie Meyer. I own nothing but my foot and a laptop. (I don't own the song either, Kate Nash does, but I'm just borrowing it for a bit).

Chapter 3: Just another Day

This is my face, covered in freckles

With the occasional spot and some veins

This is body covered in skin, and not all of it you can see

(Kate Nash-Mouthwash)

The rest of the day dragged slowly on, and I was dying to just go back to bed. Trudging through pouring cold rain after a long day will do that to you.

For crying out loud! It was meant to be July here in La Push. It was meant to be sunny! I blame it entirely on Forks and their general bad weather.

When I got home, there was a post-it note on the fridge, telling me that I would have to make my own dinner, as my parents had to work late. Oh dear. That was not a good idea, and I thought my mother knew that. She obviously didn't remember the time when I made cupcakes, but put salt in them instead of sugar. That was only last year. I was by no means a good cook, so I settled on making myself toast. Surely then I couldn't manage to somehow disfigure the food.

Apparently not.

I tried to turn the toaster on but it wasn't having any of that, so I pushed the button lever down, but that didn't help. Somehow the wire to hold the bread up got caught in the bread, so I twisted the turn-knob, trying to release it. That is how after about 5 minutes of wrestling the toaster, and a slice of black, mangled toast, I gave up this whole "toast" business and settled for an apple instead.

Homework was relatively easy, so when I had finished, I put on one of those "Cowboy vs. Indian" movies my dad raves on about.

I wasn't sure quite what was meant to be happening. Most of it was shooting guns and riding horses through the desert, so I turned it off and went to bed early.

So, was that and alright chapter?

Jared IS coming soon, in the next chapter.

I'll write soon.