AN: This is something I've had written for a looong time (two years!), and I haven't worked on for a while, but I plan to soon! XD This is just the prologue. It's pretty much a rewrite of Twilight, but I turned Bella into a boy cause it's better this way xP At the beginning it will follow pretty closely to Twilight, but it will skew off of it soon enough ^^ I hope you'll all like Alex. You donèt get much of a taste of his charater in this, but you will soon enough!

Rated T for now, rating my go up.

Enjoy! Please R&R! :D

Prologue

The day my mother realized my sexual orientation would forever be the worst day of my life…

My best friend, Devon, and I arrived home after school. We both knew of and understood each other's feelings for the same sex. To put it plainly, he was my boyfriend. The boyfriend my homophobic mother could never know about.

We reached my room and Devon immediately pressed his lips to my own, forcing me against the wall. My body responded on its own: wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer to me. My hair fell between our faces tickling our noses. I began to giggle and soon, so did Devon. Both of us were unaware of the door to my room being completely ajar and the fact that the front door had just slammed shut.

Devon began kissing me once more, running his tongue across my lips and making me moan in pleasure. He took the slight moment my mouth was open to slide his long tongue in. I could feel him smile into the kiss as he felt my tongue ring. I suppressed a giggle. But all at once, the happy world we had created came crashing down.

"Alexander Chase Swan! What on earth are you doing?" Renee Swan screamed, making Devon and I pull back from one another immediately. Renee looked from Devon to me and back to Devon, seeming to not understand what she had just witnessed. "Were…were you and that boy just kissing?"

I rolled my eyes with a sigh. I knew this day was going to happen eventually.

"No, mother, we were just playing tonsil hockey," I replied nonchalantly. I felt Devon quiver beside me, resisting the laugh I knew was bubbling in his throat.

By this time my mother's face was redder than I had ever seen it. Devon tried to move slightly in front of me, but I took his hand gently and pulled him back. Renee's eyes locked on our clasped hands.

"Alex, sweetie, would it be to much to ask for you to have a talk with your mommy? Just a talk. I promise. Your…friend should probably go, though," she said in a sugary sweet voice. I didn't believe a word of what had just come out of her hateful mouth. Nevertheless, I still squeezed Devon's hand once more as he pecked my cheek and left. He knew better than to get my mother angry.

"Now, what do you want?" I asked her scathingly. "If you're planning on lecturing me about how 'horrible' and 'wrong' it is to be gay, then forget it! If you hate the idea of me being gay so much then why don't you just send me off to live with father! Then you can live 'happily ever after' with that Phil prick!"

A crazy glint came into my mother's eye at that time, and I knew I should have just stayed quiet.

"Alexander, what a wonderful idea! I'll go buy you your ticket right now!" she began, still using the sweet voice. "But, if you even think about leaving this room before I get back, well, lets just say I warned you, hmm?"

I shuddered, thinking of the many things that could mean, and began to pack my bag.

…and that was how I ended up with a one-way ticket to dreary Forks, Washington.