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Warning! Some OOC parts in this story. I know that a lot of people do these types of stories but I see that a lot of them have been forgotten so I decided to give it a try. I don't mean to copy the idea. So please don't get offended. Parts in bold (throughout the story) are from the book.

I sighed again as I looked up at my white ceiling, bored. I had just finished packing and it was only 10 A.M.

The small town of Forks, Washington is where I'm going.

My parents are divorced and right now I live with my mom, who just got married. So, I'm going to move in with my dad. Not only to give the newlyweds space and time together but my step-dad, Phil, is a minor league baseball player who has to travel a lot which causes my mom to stay home with me.

I can see that look in her eyes when she says she doesn't mind staying here though. It's one of longing and sadness. Therefore, I'm now moving to the place I hate the most.

I decided to go to the local bookstore to find some new reading material but made sure to tell Renee, my mom, where I was going on the way out.

When I made it there I waved in greeting to the owner before going to the back of the store, where all the unseen and (to me) most interesting books are.

While there I suddenly saw books that I've never seen here before. It was what looked like a series of 4 books. All black. The first was called Twilight with an apple held by hands. The second, New Moon, has a flower on it. The third, Eclipse, with a red ribbon. And the last one, Breaking Dawn, has a chess piece on it.

It looked interesting enough and for some reason something in my gut was telling me to get these books.

After informing my mom I was home I went to my room and starting reading the back.

About three things I was absolutely positive.

First, Edward was a vampire.

Second, there was a part of him-

and I didn't know how dominant that part might be-

that thirsted for my blood.

And third I was unconditionally and irrevocably

in love with him.

Well, it sounded really interesting so I started reading it.

I dropped the book in shock and started hyperventilating after reading the first few pages. I ran to the bathroom and started rinsing my face trying to calm my self down.

No. It's just not possible. It has to be coincidence. There's no way someone wrote about my life. Yet, something was telling me that this wasn't a coincidence.

After my breathing calmed down I went back to my room, shakily picked up the book, and continued reading.

If this really was about me and someone, somewhere knew what was going to happen in my life and wrote it down, then I was going to finish this series if it was the last thing I do.

After I started reading I couldn't stop. I read and read and continued reading until I finished all four books, which was at around 3 in the morning.

My mom didn't question me when I read during dinner or about what I was reading for which I was glad. What was I supposed to say? " Oh. About that mom, I was just reading a series about my life. No big deal." Really?

I mean if this is true than my life is not only stranger than fiction, but literally is fiction.

I got almost no sleep. My mind still reeling with the fact that I might meet and fall in love with a vampire who wants to kill me for my scent then we get married, have a half-human half-vampire baby that my best friend (who's a werewolf) imprints on and finally get changed into a vampire myself. Oh and how could I forget that vampire royalty will want to kill my future family? Wow. I've only read about them and have started thinking of them as my family already.

I think I've gone insane.

By the time I went to sleep it was about 5 A.M. and I ended up getting up at 6 for my flight. Well, I thought to myself, I guess I'll have to sleep on the plane.

"Bella," my mom said to me before I got on the plane. "You don't have to do this." Wow. Talk about déjà vu.

"I want to go" And this time it isn't a lie. After thinking when I was a little more refreshed this morning I couldn't help but be excited by the fact that I'm going to meet the love of my life, friends, and future family.

I never really had a lot of friends. I always kept to myself, reading at an empty table at lunch or at the library. It never really bothered me. I was a wallflower, invisible. It's just the way I am. I hate attention.

"Tell Charlie I said hi."

"I will"

"I'll see you soon," she insisted. "You can come home whenever you want – I'll come right back as soon as you need me."

But I could see the sacrifice in her eyes behind the promise.

"Don't worry about me," I urged. "It'll be great. I love you, Mom."

As my mom walked away after hugging me, I couldn't help but sigh again despite my excitement. I'll miss her a lot.

When I woke up the next morning I knew I could deny it no longer.

The books were most likely all true. Everything that happened in the book with Charlie happened yesterday.

Though I should be freaking out that there are vampires here, I couldn't find a reason too. After all, I will end up growing to love them. Though one thing is for sure. I'm going to change what happens to make all our lives easier. And I know that soon the Cullens will be able to help.

Throughout the day I did everything like in the book except tried not to be too friendly with Mike. I really don't want to deal with him admiring me (for lack of a better word) all the time, though even with reading the book I don't understand why.

I really do think I look plain. Not ugly, but not beautiful, at least until I'm a vampire. I became a little giddy with the thought of my future, I have to admit.

When it was time for lunch I was almost bouncing with excitement, though I did my best to hide it. I must have been doing well because Jessica didn't notice, though she was talking so much I don't think she noticed anything but the sound of her voice.

I couldn't wait to see what they looked like. But even with the description in the book, I was not prepared for their inhuman beauty.

Of the three boys, one was big — muscled like a serious weight lifter, with dark curly hair. Emmett. Another was tall, leaner, but still muscular, and honey blond. Jasper. The last was lanky, less bulky, with untidy, bronze-colored hair. Edward. He was more boyish then the others, though I know up close he would seem a more built. I couldn't help but admire how beautiful he was and can't wait until he gets over my scent so we could be with each other.

The girls were opposites. The tall one was statuesque, she had a beautiful figure, the kind you saw on the cover of Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, the kind that made every girl around her take a hit on her self-esteem just by being in the same room. Her hair was golden, gently waving to the middle of her back. Rosalie. I shuddered just thinking about how mean she'll be. The short girl was pixie like, thin in the extreme, with small features. Her hair was a deep black, cropped short and pointing in every direction. Alice.

I knew that I was gawking for way too long when I heard Jessica giggle next to me and whisper, "Those are the Cullens." As if it was a secret.

I snapped out of it when he, the love of my future life snapped his head over in our direction and looked at me.

Although I blushed, I shyly smiled and almost giggled at the look of confusion and frustration on his face, after all, I did know why that look was there.

As Jessica babbled on about them I nodded my head at the right times but couldn't help myself when she said it was weird they were dating and unthinkingly blurted out defensively, "That's not weird. They're not blood related and if they're in love with each other then they deserve that happiness."

Jessica gave me a look that clearly said, What is wrong with you? I once again almost giggled uncharacteristically but blushed and told her to continue instead.

I couldn't help but notice that Edward looked at me with burning curiosity that was stronger than before, most likely from that statement.

The rest of lunch passed slowly with me glancing at Edward frequently, trying not to get caught looking.

The bell rang once again snapping me out of my thoughts when I remembered I had Biology next.

This was going to be interesting.

So.. I wouldn't mind some advice?

This is my first time really writing so I don't mind constructive criticism either as long as your not mean about it. Well, hopefully I'll be able to update soon.

Thanks for reading!

First time writer,

Loren

P.S. If you review, add as a favorite, etc. Edward will love you forever!

Okay, I can't really promise that but you could imagine it or dream about it :D