İHola! ¿Como estás? ¿Tú eres de buen humor, no? Ha, no, that's Spanish, but it means: Hi! How are you? You are in a good mood, no? YAY!! But this is my first FF, so it might not be so good. But, enjoy anyway!!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the all-holy Twilight. The all-righteous Stephenie Meyer does…sob

Chapter 1: Where the End Began

Rated: T for language and Twilight :D

So far, today had been like any normal day; Edward picking me up for school, enduring calculus without him, barley surviving Gym, forgetting to breathe when he dropped me off at home and kissed me good bye – the usual.

But today, Charlie was excited when he got home. "Hey, kid! How are you? How was school?" he asked after he got in. Now, this might not seem like a big deal to any other kid, but my dad wasn't someone that would talk much, or share his feelings.

"Uh…fine, I guess." I said, surprised. "What's the news? You're usually not this giddy." I explained as I got out the sauce for spaghetti.

"Well, I went to the book store today, and I found a book series that I thought you might enjoy, and….well, I got it for you." He said smiling with his eyes crinkled. I swear he looked 20 years younger.

"Oh, well, thanks Dad. You really didn't have to do that – I've got Wuthering Heights and everything…" I tried to explain. Really, I didn't want the books. But he already had them out of the bag and on the table.

"They're looking like they'll be as popular as the Harry Potter series here, soon. The first book is called Twilight, and the sequels New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn is coming out on August 2nd. I think that there's a movie being filmed on Twilight, too." Charlie described as I looked at them.

Twilight had a pair of chalky pale arms holding a red apple against a pitch black background. In silver letters in between the arms on the cover read, in all lower case, 'twilight'.

I looked at the other books – same black background, same lower-case silver words, but this time, New Moon had a red and white tulip on it, and it looked like a petal was falling off of it – like it was dying.

Eclipse had a red ribbon on it that was fraying in the middle to the point of almost being severed in half. "These look good, dad." I said as I began to read the back of Twilight.

As I read it, I stopped breathing – whoever wrote this book; a woman named Stephenie Meyer; and whoever had already read it knew as much about the Cullens and the other vampires humans interacted with daily, unnoticed, as I did.

And they also knew that being this informed would have deadly consequences.

"I didn't read the backs of them – they seemed to girly for me; I found them in the Teen section as I passed to check out a shoplifting incident. Sorry, I just thought they looked good for you." He apologized.

"No, it's OK, I'll go start reading them – do you mind if we order out tonight? I don't feel like cooking tonight." I replied.

So, about a half hour later, we were eating our pizza in silence. We would have the spaghetti tomorrow, though that was low on my list of priorities.

While we ate, I began to read – or, more like skim through, Twilight. Everything was dead-on. Even my thoughts were exact!

I had just gotten to the part where Edward saves me from Tyler's van when we finished dinner. I put a bookmark in it and washed dishes while Charlie watched a basketball game on ESPN.

Tons of unanswered questions swirled around in my head:

How could this "Stephenie Meyer" know so much?

Was she another vampire?

Could she read minds, too?

Did she spy on us?

How come the Cullens didn't seem upset or anything?

How come Alice didn't look like she had seen the series – and if she had how come Edward hadn't picked it up in her thoughts?

It was all so strange….I finished the dishes and put them away, contemplating on what the cause of their spilled secret might be.

I soon gave up on trying to figure out the mystery of Twilight, and decided to try and finish the book up in my room. I read and read and got to the part with Carlisle's story in his office when Edward came in through my window, as always.

"Wow, I'm surprised that the book you're reading doesn't happen to be Wuthering Heights." Edward said as he laid down beside me on my bed. "It's time you read something new."

"No, but this series calls for concern." I explained.

Edward just rolled his eyes. "You say that like that series existing could kill you."

"Uh…" I started," Yeah, pretty much." I shoved it into his hands. "Read the first chapter."

I knew it would take as much time for him to read the first chapter as it would take me to read a page.

He was done in about 20 seconds. "What the hell is this?"

I hoped you liked it! Trust me, It'll get better as the chapters go on. I don't have very many chapters, but I put a lot in them. And there's a big twist….. :D

………What are you doing listening to my incessant rambling?!

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