Okay new story ill give you the summary

April summers is a 17 year old girl who has cardiomyopathy a disease in the heart muscle. She is has a young and wild spirit but what happens when she finds out she has approximately a week to live? And what happens when she meets a handsome boy named Edward?

Hope you guys like it

I won't bother with the disclaimer everyone knows I don't own twilight

"Hey April!" I turned at the sound of my name, my big brother came running towards me.

"Come to throw something else at me?" I said as he caught up to me.

"Come on, you still mad about that?"

"I was never mad to begin with." I said, grinning

"…Can I ask you for a favor?" He had a devilish smile on.

Take advantage of you pushover sister huh?

"Yeah" I replied with a sigh.

"I need you to cover for me tonight. I'm going to meet with Lindsay."

Are you serious?

"You want me to cover for you so you can go fuck your girlfriend?" I asked.

"Yeah." he said, completely shameless. The nerve of that kid!

"Well, pay up then." He shoved his hand into his jeans pocket and pulled out a five dollar bill.

"It's worth every penny." he grinned as I took the money.

"Yes, it is." I said shoving the money in my pocket.

"Later then, I'm going skating with the guys" I said, walking out the school doors.

"'Kay then be careful."

"Yeah, sure." I said and walked away.

It's annoying when people are so careful with you. I mean come on, I'm not made of porcelain. Sure I was…sick but hey I wasn't going to drop dead. In fact, I felt perfectly fine at the moment.

"April summers!" I stopped as soon as I heard my math teacher bark my name.

Oh, she was mad. I thought I had taught her not to expect much from me… yet she still did.

I slowly turned around and saw her make her way towards me. Yesterday it would have scared me, today it annoyed me. She was taking my skating time.

"Hey Mrs. Johnson." I said brightly. Yes! This tone always annoyed the teachers.

"You didn't turn in your essay." she barked.

Another thing: who makes students write an essay for math? It's completely mental!

"I thought you were a math teacher." I pointed out.

"Yes, I am so?"

"So… I can't see where the essay part comes in." I said calmly.

"I don't care if you do or don't see it I want that essay turned in tomorrow" then she took a deep breath and her tone turned sickly sweet. "Listen April sweetie you are a senior already. You have to start thinking about your future and math I'm afraid is a big part of that."

"I have a B in math"

"Don't contradict me" she said, her voice going higher.

So I contradicted her?

"What I'm saying is that you need to start thinking about how so many little things can alter your future…"

There they go, talking about the future. See? That's people problems. They're always thinking about the future when they don't realize that the future becomes present, and then it passes and becomes past. Next thing you know, it's five years later and they look back and they're like 'where did the time go?'

UH, HELLO?!

Time didn't go anywhere you idiot. The question is where did you go? You spent all your time thinking about the future and now that future is gone now it's past.

Am I right?

I think I am.

I swear people get more retarded with time.

"Do you see what I'm saying?" finished Mrs. Johnson.

Uh, no.

"Uh, yeah…" only notreally.

She smiled, showing her yellow teeth. Seriously, how can she walk around with that smile? I shivered mentally.

"And you will see that essay in your desk first thing tomorrow" I said. Now I just need to know what it was about and I'll do it if I remember.

Note to self: forget about the essay.

"That's what I like to hear" she said, satisfied. Then she walked away.

I made my way to my friends. Finally.

"Hey, munchkin!" called Xavier. "What took you so long?"

"Oh. Math teacher was lecturing me about some math thing" I said, shaking my head.

"The essay?" he asked.

"Yeah I think so."

He smiled sadly at me then shook his brown hair out of his eyes

"Well let's get going then" said Dylan. I quickly pulled my black hair into a pony tail.

"See if you still got it, black eyed freak!" called Collin. Yup, that was sweet talk between him and me.

"Bitch I was born gifted." I said then took off on my skateboard and the rest followed.

Yes it wasn't safe to skate in Forks but hey, the more we fell just showed how much more hardcore we were, because we still kept skating. It also showed how retarded we were now that I think about it.

We skated through the streets getting some cars honking at us because we got in their way. Pretty soon we were at the park, though. I was lucky, today it was sunny.

Yup that was my life: music, skating, and… well that was it. My illness didn't stop me from skating though I easily got tired. I have this one weird illness that has a name too long to remember but it didn't matter to me. I didn't think about it, not even when I went to the doctor for check ups I just went into my own world when I was in the hospital…come to think about it I was always in my own world.

I'm not a down to earth person in a sense that I'm really…free spirited. I can be mature if I want to but I prefer not. It's boring and I don't see the point to it. I think I sometimes bring shame to my family but I can't help being a shame can I? Only my brother he thinks he has the most awesome sister ever. Especially when I do him favors.

"Your turn, April!" said Mario. I got up from the floor where I was sitting and got on my skate board. We were jumping over a ditch while trying to do a 360 flip.

Another thing about skating, why be afraid the worst that can happen is get real bad injuries then there's the rare case were you may die if you hit your head hard enough. Just make sure you always videotape it. You might make it to the TV show scarred. Yeah, why not make the fall worthwhile?

I took a deep breath and with my left foot I propelled the skateboard forward. Next thing you know I was zooming towards the big ass ditch. Then I was in midair and it came naturally to me when I did that 360 flip like my legs instinctively did the magic and then I was back on the ground.

Everything went fine so why was I feeling a stabbing pain in my chest? Why was my breathing becoming shallow? Why was I feeling dizzy? And why was everything going dark…?

I opened my eyes to see a white room and immediately I knew where I was. I was used to spending a lot of time here.

And yet I could never get used to those damn needles that made me scream like a maniac.

I heard some voices in the room and I knew better than to move. Something told me that this was something I wanted to listen to. Because it something that wouldn't be said if they knew I was awake.

It was the doctor.

"I'm sorry Mr. Summers but she just seems to get worse."

"But how bad is it doctor?" my dad said in a broken voice. I could also hear my mother's sniffling. Oh this was not good.

"I don't think there is much we can do anymore."

"Please don't tell me that doctor, please! You need to help her."

"We've tried all that's possible but the medications aren't helping either." he said, "I'm sorry to say this- believe me this is the hardest part about being a doctor- but I would give her a week more or less."

My mom broke out into cries of despair and I went numb.

Okay so I'm off in a good beginning I think and oh yes Edward will definitely come in the next chapter hope you like it.

-airali