Bella POV

The music blared around me, making my head throb with every lousy beat. Cars were nearly a blur as we passed them recklessly on the freeway. I glanced at the dash nervously and gasped, not that it could be heard over the ear exploding music. Jessica, the driver of this death machine, sang loudly to the song, scaring me when she closed her eyes to sing with "emotion." I glanced at the dash nervously once more seeing that we were now going over ninety on this wretched freeway.

Angela, who sat in the back seat of the death trap with me, seemed almost as nervous as I was. I couldn't die right now; Edward and my family would be devastated. I also should not have to be thinking about how I could easily die right now. Had I been thinking clearly, I could be at home deep in Wuthering Heights.

Mike leans over in the passenger seat toward Jessica and gives her a kiss on the cheek. "DON"T "DISTACT HER MORE" is all I can think. I see her give a smile and lock eyes with him. No No NO.

"JESSICA!" I yell over the music. "DON"T YOU THINK YOU SHOULD SLOW DOWN?"

"LIVE A LITTLE, BELLA." Is her bellowed response to me.

"I CAN'T IF YOU KILL US!" I shout, effectively causing my head to throb painfully. Great, a headache too.

A roll of the eyes is all I get from Jessica. I cover my ears, close my eyes, and try to pretend I am anywhere but in this vehicle to calm myself. It does little to soothe me. For the next five minutes I sit exactly like that, not caring if I look like a kill joy. I suddenly jolt when I feel a tap on my arm. Angela hands me her phone with a fearful look.

"This driving is insane, I am actually terrified" is written on the note screen.

"I know exactly how you feel. We are still a good distance from Forks, though, so we still have a while to endure." I type out and pass it back to her.

She reads it quickly and then rests the phone on her lap. Her expression, while still fearful, turns contemplative. She returns to her phone and types quickly, once again passing it to me after completing her thought.

"Let's say we really have to use the restroom and then call someone to get us." It reads.

I shake my head quickly. "No we can't unless you have someone in mind. Can't get Charlie because Jessica would kill me for calling a cop. The only ones home at the Cullen's is Esme and Carlise- all of the kids are visiting relatives." Good thing you can't really tell a lie in a text. They were actually taking a weekend hunting trip together leaving the parents' home alone. I scrunch my face as I think of what has been and will continue to go on in the Cullen house with my mom and dad there alone.

Angela looked desperate when she passed the phone back to me. "My parents are out of town and my siblings can't drive yet. Would it be such a horrible thing if you called Esme or Carlise? I mean they seem pretty cool."

"Far from it when it comes to me and danger. Plus, calling a doctor to get us is almost as bad as calling a cop. I am sure He would feel the need to lecture and we would never hear the end of it from Jessica after."

I knew that I should call someone to get us rather than chancing life with Evel Knievel here in the driver's seat, but I hadn't been in trouble or disappointed my parents in a shockingly long time. Well, long for me anyway. My memory is tugged on when I think this. I wince when I remember Dad telling me to "Just call someone" when I needed to leave school due to a migraine. [Cough my other story cough cough ;)]This was different I argue with myself, I am not sick. Yeah well I am pretty sure this situation still applies, my rational brain chimes in. Nope, I will make it.

Just then I my head hits the roof, not so hard as to really hurt me, but enough to make my headache even worse.

"SORRY." Jessica yells

I glare back in response, not caring if she thinks I am ruining the fun anymore. Gosh how I just wish I was in my bed going zero miles per hour. I am used to psychotic driving from my vamp gang, but they all had exceptional reflexes. I dare another peak at the dash board. Wrong move. My heart would be racing faster than the car but that would be impossible considering we are now going over one hundred.

"BANDS ALL IN MY DOLLARS. IM EVERYWHERE, WRIST POPPIN. CAN'T FALL IN LOVE, IGOT OPTIONS. IM HIGH SCHOOL, THAT'S COLLEGE. KING GOLD CHAINS THAT'S NOTRE DAME, THAT GREEN YEAH I GOT IT. I SHOW UP TO THE PARTY LIKE WHERE THE **** THAT MOLLY?"

Both Jessica and mike are now screaming lyrics at the top of their lungs, not caring at all it seems about safety. Especially mike with no seatbelt on. I thought about how much trouble I'd be in if my parents could see us right now and shuddered.

"IM SWERVIN, IM DRIVING. AINT GOT TIME TO BE TIRED."

As these lyrics are screamed, we swerve into another lane, nearly hitting another car. I scream, even though it isn't heard, and Jessica honks her horn as if it is their fault. I begin praying for safety as I start to realize even more how close we could be to crashing.

"Please, please, please let us return home safely." I repeat to myself in my head.

I see red and blue lights flash. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. This isn't what I meant! Jessica looks like a deer in headlights. Immediately she turns the song off. With the music gone I can fully appreciate the ringing in my ears. She slows, taking a while because we were actually over a hundred and actually close to death.

"What do I do?" Jessica asks in a shaky voice.

No one responds to hear, clearly not knowing either, and not having time to because just then the police officer taps on the window. Jessica rolls it down, giving the cop a nervous smile. I let out a small breath when I realize the cop is not Charlie, a fear that was somewhat irrational as we were still half an hour from home, but a fear none the less.

"Do you have any idea how fast you were going miss?" He asks, sounding more like he is scolding her than just curios.

"Oh maybe, um like seventy-five?" She lies and fake laughs

"Try a hundred and seven." He states roughly.

I shake my head. This is not going to be good. I am proven correct in my thinking just minutes after.

"You, I am taking to the station. This speeding was severe and could count as a felony charge. I refuse to let you back onto the road tonight." He points to Jessica. "All you," He gestures to us, "will come with and have someone pick you up."

Well this is it. This is goodbye. If the car didn't kill me, my parent's will when they find out. Well, Obedience, we had a good run. Sitting, It was nice knowin' ya. I step out and we pile into the police car.

At the station-

I walk up next to the phone at police station; luckily it seemed that no one at this station knew me. My mind wrestled with who to call. I had been instructed to call an adult, effectively ruining my plan to call Jake. I mentally kicked myself for not using the bathroom excuse Angela had given me and called him earlier. Charlie, or Carlisle and Esme. Well Charlie would ground me for a century from seeing Edward. I sigh.

Dialing the phone I silently pray once more. Please be Esme who answers, please please please. Mom seemed like the lesser of two evils when it came to which parent was going to chew me out.

"Hello, Cullen residence." Esme's soft, cheerful voice spoke. "Thank you!" I think when she answers and then, "She won't sound this happy in a minute."

"Hi, mom. Uh, so…I might have gotten into a bit of a situation."

"Bella? What situation? Where are you and what is wrong?" She immediately goes into mama bear mode, luckily not an angry one yet, just worried.

"Im sort of…At the police station…" I start weakly. Oh boy it is going to be a long night.

AN/ Hey guys! I was picking from stupid college experiences I had and this just struck me at 1 am and wouldn't let me sleep. I had nearly forgotten about it, don't know how. No, we didn't go over a hundred in real life, it was like 90 but I was still terrified. We also, thankfully, didn't get pulled over. Because of that though, I don't really know if the cop followed procedure on taking them into the station to be picked up, but that's okay it is just a story. Thank you to everyone who reads my stories and please leave a review, they make my heart happy. –CullenGirl9397