Hey people! Happy st. Patrick's day! Sorry for the whole author's note, I just didn't have time for a chapter, but I didn't want y'all to think that I was ditching the story or anything. Just a minute, someone's at the door.

Me: Hi, Mike?

Mike: Why did you kill me off?

Me: Well, maybe I won't... there's a poll on my profile... you should go check it out.

Mike: A poll?

Me: Yeah, like people can vote on whether they think you're really dead and if you should be a vampire,

Mike: Vampire? Vampire's aren't real!

Me: That's what you think. *slams door in his face*


Sorry Dad

Bella POV

Last Chapter: I turned and walked out of the clearing, not looking back.

I turned and looked around. He wasn't following me... yet. As quietly as I could with my left leg dragging behind me, I walked through the brush, pushing it out of my way.

After what felt like miles, I had finally found the small road. I tried to hide my face with my hair, ashamed of what I must look like.

Finally, I reached my house. Getting the key from under the eave and unlocking the door, I walked in as quietly as possible, so I didn't wake Charlie. Even in my fear, I could still remember the little things. I went straight to the kitchen, to check the time. After midnight. I had been gone for almost twelve hours. I was so tired that I couldn't even feel shocked. I yawned loudly, not bothering to try and cover it up.

Pulling myself up the stairs, I idly wondered whether or not I should wash myself before I went to sleep. Yawning again, (I yawned writing this) I decided that it could wait until morning. Throwing myself into bed, clothes and all, I shut my eyes, ready for sleep. A creak made me tense with fear. A scream bubbling in my throat, a dark hand reached over to shake my shoulder. I let out the loudest shriek I could and I large, rough hand covered my mouth. I bit it forcefully. "Damn it, Bella!" My eyes widened in shock. Charlie! I swallowed loudly, and, voice shaking, whispered, "I'm sorry Char- Dad. I thought you were... a burglar."

"Now why in God's name would I be a damn burglar?" (A/N: Charlie, don't curse!)

"Sorry, Dad."

"And where were you today? I was worried sick! I thought you were kidnapped or dead or... I don't know? I almost called the police! And I AM the police! Where where you young lady?" His face started turning different shades of purple.

"Dad, calm down. I... drove down to Jake's and we hung out all day."

"Then WHY is your truck out front?" He was shaking, his face turning red. Oh God, what if he had a heart attack?

"I came back and took a walk through the woods. I'm tired, Dad, goodnight." I closed my eyes and slowed my breathing, so it would look like I was sleeping.

He sighed, "Night, Bella," he yawned (A/N: I yawned when I wrote that, and I bet you just did too) "We are going to finish this conversation in the morning."

I layed there, too afraid to move, until I heard Charlie loud snores, echoing from his room.

I got out of bed and crawled to my closet, grabbing my baseball bat from when I was little, I crawled out of my room and into the hallway. Sitting infront of Charlie's door, I waited for Mike come.


Mike: Hey! Let me in!

Me: No way, you're scary!

Mike: Please?

Me: Darn, I can't say no to please!

Mike: Yes! Now let me in!

Me: Okay, but only on one condition.

Mike: Fine, what is it?

Me: *gets down on one knee* Will you... be my beta?

Mike: Your beta? Isn't that like second alpha wolf thing that Bella talks about in Eclipse?

Me: No, Bella was wrong. She doesn't know anything about FanFiction

Mike: Well she knows how to kick!

Me: Whatever! So... will you?

Mike: What is a freaking beta? What's FanFiction?

Me: Like a spellcheck, only better! And where do you think we are?

Mike: At your house?

Me: No, we're at my imaginary house... in the story

Mike: What? Story? I'm not real?

Me: Of course you're real! You're Michael... Welsh

Mike: Cool! Does that make me a ninja? Because I have a spy name?

Me: Depends...

Mike: On...

Me: You'll be my beta?

Mike: WHAT'S A BETA?

Me: Like a human spellcheck, only... cooler!

Mike: No way man! I will NOT be you're spell check *slams door*

Me: Awww, then I'll just have to find someone else...

Mike: *leaves*

Me: *looks hopefully at you* Will YOU be my beta?

You: Sure!

Me: YAY! Just PM me and you can totally be my beta!