OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS:

Seventeen-year-old Isabella Amelia Marie Swan is as normal as they come, and her life nearly bores her to death – literally. Jane is dangerous and legendary, but she seeks something more. When the two girls meet, it soon becomes obvious that the outcome will be both sensational and heartbreaking. Told from Bella's first-person perspective, this is the (short) story of a friendship that bloomed fast and burned faster.

Chapter 1: From the Sky

If there is one thing I know, it is this: The sky can hurt you.

Okay, so let me set the scene. I was walking home after taking a long, stress-free walk. Or, well, it was supposed to be free of stress, but unfortunately, since my brain works five times faster than a normal person's, I was actually filled with such a sense of overwhelming that my temples were pounding, and my jaw hurt from grinding my teeth together. (The reasons for this overwhelming I will get to soon.)

There was scarcely any wind, and all the flowers were dead since it was nearing summer and the heat was almost at a point where it could melt your skin off. Nobody was around, which was one reason I liked walking that particular route. You wouldn't find many people in the mossy back-roads of an unheard-of town like Whittleston, Arizona on a normal day, and that day just happened to be slightly less normal than others.

This was where my state of being overwhelmed came in. That was the day my parents announced their divorce, and though you may think me heartbroken and sad and shocked to my very core (I expect you'd think this, anyway), none of this would be true. In fact, I'd anticipated it for quite a while. So that sense of being overwhelmed was a bit...misplaced, don't you think? Yeah, me too.

Of course, once you find your mother dry-humping the college-aged boy from down the road, it's kind of hard to expect a marriage to continue happily.

I wasn't especially bent out-of-shape about it, to be frank. My parents were rarely around anyway. Sometimes I even forgot what my mom looked like (stupid, really, when she looks just like me), and my dad was more of a mythical being than a parental figure. Maybe that's why I was so disgruntled. Because I didn't have parents around to remind me what I looked like.

But I digress.

Okay, setting the scene again. I was walking down Buckets-hill Road, which was just a bit swampy from the rain we'd gotten over the past two weeks, and I was side-stepping puddles like my life depended on it, my brain flicking from The Divorce to my senior year at Richardson High School to the suspiciously fishy tacos the new Mexican restaurant down the street had started serving, when all of a sudden I noticed a change in the air.

It sounds dumb, but the air did change. Not just the temperature either. It was like….well, it's hard to explain, but like someone had just slid a slimy finger down the back of my neck.

All the hair on my body stood on end, and I stopped mid-jump, which of course landed me in a puddle the size of Lake Tahoe. I started shivering like I'd been dunked in a tub of ice-water, and when my eyes flicked up, I noticed that the sky had changed too. Everything up there was gray, but somehow, there were no clouds in sight. The gray sky cast a gray shadow, which covered the entire landscape.

For a moment I wondered if I'd somehow been tossed into an old black-and-white movie or something. Which of course I knew wasn't possible, but my imagination liked to throw me vivid fantasies that sometimes confused me. (It was a problem, I know.)

I stood there in that Lake Tahoe-sized puddle, my jeans soaked around my ankles, the skin of my arms cold and exposed, looking up at the ominous sky like I'd never seen it before. Like I said, everything was so gosh-darn gray, it was hard to discern where was up and where was down.

Confused beyond measure, I stared intently into space, hoping some explanation would present itself. If it weren't for my intense concentration, I would've missed it, you see, because right at that moment a wormhole of light opened up in the leaden sky, and a jagged bolt struck at the earth too quickly for me to follow.

There was a hollow ringing in my eyes, and suddenly I noticed my head and the ground were in close proximity, and my muscles had seized, and my face was so numb I couldn't tell if I was crying or screaming or if my mouth was even open at all.

I blinked and found myself in a field of corn. Looks like Mike's dad's sweet corn, I thought stupidly. He's spaced them too close together again, for Chrissake!

I blinked, and the broken-up cement of Oven Road was digging into my back. What's happening? How am I getting here and there so fast? I remember thinking, and then I started to really worry because I could feel another blink coming on, but fortunately that's where my worries stopped for good because next thing I knew, I was in the hospital and a chubby-cheeked doctor was hovering over me looking exceptionally put-out.

"What'd I do this time?" I croaked, and then recoiled in surprise when the doctor screamed and fled the room.

Hello, everyone! This is my first Twilight fanfiction (surprising that it's taken so long, really), and my first foray into the Jane/Bella pairing. I never planned on writing Twilight fanfiction (let alone about a pairing that was anything but Bella/Edward), but one day I just started writing, and this is what came out. It's pretty weird and totally off-canon, and if you hadn't already noticed, Bella has an unusual way of thinking (and by unusual I mean redneck). Oops. Anyway, I will be updating one chapter per week - that's my plan, anyway. Feedback is always appreciated! Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed! :)