Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight I just make the characters do what I want

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight I just make the characters do what I want.

This story is all human. Bella is slightly OOC with the whole fashion thing in this chapter.

Chapter 1

Crash

"Hey, Bella! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" called my best friends Jessica and Angela.

I looked at myself in the mirror and was content with my look. I was wearing a turquoise trapeze top and black skinny jeans. Then to finish off the look I was wearing silver 3" pump sling backs. (A/N: outfit on profile) 3 inches was my limit. Anything higher than that was simply a death wish. My make-up was simple: black mascara swiped onto the lashes, white shadow smeared across the eyelid, and coral lip gloss was shining currently on my lips.

Tonight we were going to a concert. We were going to see the Cullen Boys. The closest that they were playing was in Seattle. It took about 45 minutes to get there from Forks, Washington, my current residence. The concert started at 8:30 and it was now 7:30. And we hadn't eaten yet. I grabbed a sequined black clutch and rushed downstairs.

"Cute outfit," said Jessica.

"Thanks," I said. "I like your outfit, too."

She was wearing a sequined pink tube top and dark washed skinny jeans with black pumps.

"Thanks," she said. "Come on, Angela. We'll stop at McDonald's or something on the way."

We all got into Jessica's car and headed toward Seattle. We stopped through a McDonald's drive through on the way. Eating quickly and then switching drivers so Jessica could eat. When we made it the parking lot was packed. We thought we might miss the concert because of it, but luckily we were able to find a parking. We went into the stadium and showed our tickets.

We had pretty good seats, not in the front row but a little farther up than the middle. The sounds of thousands of screaming girls were deafening. I was almost embarrassed to admit that I was one of them. They then came onto stage.

First to come out was Emmett. He had curly brown hair, dimples and was the cute funny one of the group. He also played the drums. Next to come out was Jasper. He had shaggy blonde hair, and hypnotic blue eyes. He was the cute sensitive one in the group and played guitar. And last to come out was Edward. He was absolutely gorgeous with his dazzling green eyes and naturally messy bronze locks. He was the cutest in my opinion. He was the cute romantic one in the group and was the lead singer and a guitarist. His voice was so smooth, like velvet. It was enchanting.

They took their positions and started up their first song.

'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd
Whoa...

Ha ha…

Take a breath, don't it sound so easy
Never had a doubt
Now I'm going crazy watching from the floor
Take a breath and let the rest come easy
Never settle down
'Cause the cash flow leaves me always wanting more

'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd

'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle

Edward's voice just sounded amazing. I also loved their next song.

Saying so, so you got it in you?
Something to say well I don't hear it in any one of your tunes.
The words you heard usually used.
You got a hook, there's no book, got no soul just a look.

And this is me saying words I actually mean.
I won't compromise this thing just to make it.

I want to that's a given but,
I can't imagine it the same way as you.
Oh you know I'll never do the things they do just to make it.
Oh, oh.

Do you even know what you're even saying?
Or you just saying it cause someone else said it.
Do you even know what you're even saying?
Or you just saying it cause someone else said it.
Do you even know what you're even saying?
Or you just saying it cause someone else said it.
Do you even know what you're even saying?
Or you just saying it.

I want to that's a given but,
I can't imagine it the same way as you.
Oh you know I'll never do the things they do just to make it.
I want to that's a given but,
I can't it imagine the same way as you.
Oh you know I'll never do the things they do just to make it.
Oh oh whoa.

And their next song.

Oh friends please excuse me
I'll put it loosely
I'm sick and tired of sitting down
I can't help but see the reasons
To what I'm reading
Oh the coffee mornings in this town
I'm done with ignorance is bliss and for this
I'm gonna hu, hu, hurry
And get up, get out
Make this be for something
Or else it's all just nothing

Break it out
Get it all out
And start freakin out
Just so we can make it out
Get off your feet and
Make this count
Ohhh yea

When I started this
I knew it was not just for this
Selfish pleasure of my own
Not for me, but for my oath
My oath
My oath

Break it out
Get it all out
And start freakin out
Just so we can make it out
Get off your feet and
Make this count
Ohhh yea

They played tons of songs and then waited just off stage for the encore.

Look ahead to all the plans that we made
And the dreams that we had
I'm in a world that tries to take them away
Oh, but I'm taking them back
All this time I've just been too blind to understand
What should matter to me
My friend, this life we live
Is not what we have, it's what we believe

(And) It's not my time
I'm not going
There's a fear in me
It's not showing
This could be the end of me
And everything I know
But, it's not my time
I'm not going
There's a fear in me
Now I know that
This could be the end of me
And everything I know
Oh, I won't go
I won't go

(solo)

There might be more than you believe
(There might be more than you believe)
There might be more than you can see
But, it's not my time
I'm not going
There's a fear in me
It's not showing
This could be the end of me
And everything I know
But, it's not my time
I'm not going
There's a will in me
Now it's gonna show
This could be the end of me
And everything I know, oh
There might be more than you believe
(There might be more than you believe)
There might be more than you can see
And I won't go
No I won't go down (yeahh)

This was the last song that they played and everyone knew that it was about Edward and his now rocky relationship with Tanya. His girlfriend who doesn't even deserve him. The reason he was with her had everyone at a loss. She was a world class bitch. And of course she was milking being with Edward at every opportunity. She was enjoying the perks, but there were rumors going around that she was cheating on him. Why she would do that when she had Edward Cullen completely confused me. She had everything and she was risking it. According to the rumors.

Since the concert was at an end Jessica, Angela, and I walked back to Jess's car. We got in and she turned the ignition. It wouldn't start. She tried again and got the same result. She called her parents, but they didn't answer. Angela tried her parents too and the same thing happened. Luckily for me when I called my dad, Charlie, he picked up. We waited for him to come pick us up. We called a tow truck in the mean time.

We were so relieved when he finally got here. We were the only ones let in the parking lot except for a black stretch limo. We got in. I got in front while Jess and Angela took up the back seats. He started driving.

"Thank God, Dad! We thought we were going to be stranded out here. I love you!"

He chuckled. "Yeah, Bells I—," he was cut off by an earsplitting crash. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion.

The cruiser bent in, molding to the hood of another car. My head was spinning. I couldn't feel anything. My whole body was numb. I couldn't concentrate on anything. My brain wasn't functioning. Everything was too quiet. Or maybe that was just how it sounded to my ears. The only thing that worked was my nose and it was overwhelmed by a horrible, rusty smell. The only thing my mind could identify was that this smell was not good. I couldn't figure out what it was but. . .it was too much thinking. It hurt. Or did everything hurt. I couldn't tell. That was the last thing I knew.

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I was extremely comfortable. I felt all fuzzy and warm inside and out. I shifted my body. It felt weird now. Something was on me. I couldn't figure out what it was. It felt odd and foreign. Out of place. I didn't want to concentrate on that. I instead thought about how nice it was when it was quiet. And how lovely it felt wherever I was. But of course once I started relaxing again a noise had to disturb the quiet.

An irksome little beeping vibrated on the air. Disturbing the peace like dropping a rock into a still pool. It continued to grow in volume. Breaking my trance in a way. I felt slightly more awake. I decided to open my eyes. Being eternally grateful that the lights were off. My eyes adjusted quickly. Before me I saw people who couldn't be real or at least in the same room as me.

At the sight of them the memories flooded my head. Realization hit me. I closed my eyes again.

"Crap, I'm dead!"

I could have sworn that I heard a chuckle.


Songs are Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low; A Song is Not A Business Plan by The Rocket Summer and Break It Out also by The Rocket Summer; and It's Not My Time by 3 Doors Down.

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