AN: I wonder if any of you can guess what Mary-Sue filled fanfic this chapter is based off of.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight!

Bella POV

I scoffed at Lauren. She was so ridiculous, as all flaming preps are. "Shut up, Lauren." I then stuck my middle finger up at her and glared what appeared to be fire.

Out of nowhere, Alice, who stood beside me, burst into tears of blood, which is now totally acceptable to spontaneously happen. "Yeah, you can't understand because you're not goffik."

Lauren laughed evilly, reminding me of Brittany Spears. "Yeah, but I will win the place of queen and I will make Edward fall for me."

"You wish," I retorted, rolling my eyes.

She hmphed and threw her hair over her shoulder, spinning on her heel. "Whatever Ebony...I mean, Bella."

Alice glanced at me with her eyes that had become red out of nowhere. "Lauren is soooo going to regret that."

Mike ran around the corner, kneeling at my feet. "I'm giving you this ring for a reason."

"And what would that be?" I asked as I glanced at the piece of jewelry, finding it worthy to be placed on my finger.

"Because I love you!" he proclaimed loudly.

I just waved him off. "Just like everyone else."

I then stalked over to Alice, leaving Mike behind me. Her and I were wearing matching black MCR shirts and black miniskirts with red fishnet stockings. Yeah, for one day in our whole life we were being goffik. Got a problem with that? If you do you are a flaming prep or something else that is meant to be insulting but means absolutely nothing to the reading audience.

Alice and I laughed as we sauntered past the still gaping Mike and some posers. We got angry all of a sudden and flipped them off, too. Then, because the author is totally out of it, we have our outfits reexplained. Alice and I are wearing purple tight t-shirts with lace all around the edges and black miniskirts, black fishnet stockings decorating our legs.

"OMFG! No! My face hurts!" Alice screamed.

"Maybe it's because you just cried blood!" I screamed back in panic.

Then again, the situation was repeated, most likely because the author totally forgot what the heck she was doing.

"OMFG! No! My face hurts!" Alice screamed.

"Maybe it's because you just cried blood!" I screamed back in panic.

Now we ignore that meaningless yelling session and move on. I mean, with Mary-Sues the plot isn't important, is it?

Alice and I laughed, she still with blood all over her, seeing as she never cleaned it up. Mike approached me again, now wearing poser clothes. That weirdo. "Get away from me, Mike!"

"But I love you, Bella!" he told me, on his knees again.

I snorted. "Everyone does. I'm going to be the queen."

"Bella, I love you!" Mike tried again.

Now we have some spelling errors, because Mary-Sues don't have to rely on proper English to actually talk and be audible.

"Leav ma alon u posr!" I shouted, fleeing the room. Alice was on my heel as we entered our dorm room.

AN: If you guessed My Immortal, then you would be correct!