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Dream On spin off-my style!

If you haven't read Charmingal's Dream On, (which you should ;D ) this won't make much sence, so go check out her brilliant readings too, ok? Basically, we've (we meaning me and a few other idiots/clever peoples alike) moved to the not-so-sunny town of Forks, and by the magic of fan-fiction have ended up finding the Vampires and Werewolves! This is my side of the story (Looney's view), hopefully with extra madness, weirder humour, and rib-cracking...although I don't take responsibility for any Doctor bills...

you wanted to do this of your own free will you poor, poor person


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As we drove back in her, or rather Edward’s car, I was jumping up and down in my seat, thoughts flooding my head.

“Calm down sweetie, what’s up with you?”

“Well, do you want my entire life long story about what’s wrong with me, or the short version?” I said in between bounces.

“Shorter perhaps.”

“Blame the people I live with then.” I sighed and looked out the window. Only a few hours before I could see Edward again.

“So,” I started again. “Why were you buying food?”

“Oh, well, we have to or people will think we are strange because we’re never seen at the super markets.” She explained.

“Ooooohhh.” I agreed, and then breathed in deeply. The car smelt so wonderful, just like Edward. I snuggled into the seat happily.

“So, about you’re ninja powers?” She asked jokingly. When she saw my face she was taken aback.

“My ninja powers.” I smiled up at her. “Oh-I can show you one now. Open the window!” I rolled down the window, excitement filling me was the wind whipped against my face. I grinned, unlocking my seatbelt. “Look at this.” I grabbed the top of the roof and hauled myself out the window onto the top of the car. Or I would have done if a restraining hand hadn’t caught me before I had even touched the sill. I watched as the glass reappeared over the landscape.

“I don’t think Edward’s car would like it to much if you jumped on the top of the car like that.”

“But I’m not vampire, so I wouldn’t hurt it!” I cried, crossing my arms like I was a five-year-old. I probably was.

“No but-hey let’s play eye-spy!” She was quick thinking when it came to me, I’d give her that. The remainder of the journey was spent with me pointing out the window when Esme got her colour mixed up.

When she smoothly reversed into the driveway, I scampered out of the car as fast as I could. (Although I did forget to take my seatbelt off again, so I choked for a moment or two.)

“Honey, I'm home!” I called in through the front door, which I all but broke of it’s hinges. I almost heard her roll her eyes, which she seemed to spend half her life doing now, but was stopped as a delicious smell met my nose. I felt myself vanish from the spot in the main door, and flew to the archway to the kitchen. “Mmm… Something smells good Tolley! Let me guess…” I sniffed again, examining each sent in the air. It was the most vampire trait about me, but it only worked when I was around food. Now let’s see, chocolate, mostly dark by the hints of it, plenty of flour, sugar…

“Yum, your famous, prize winning triple chocolate brownies?!!” I sighed in happiness, and Esme entered the kitchen, expressing her own views on our house rather than the cooking.

“My my, Robyn dear, I do love your house so! It’s so… expressive! And you must give me the recipe for those brownies, they smell divine!”

Oh great now Tolley was going to list her reasons. You could see it on her face. She always listed when she’d been shopping. Maybe it was part of reading the shopping list; it sort of got implanted in your brain.

“Okay, 1) Sorry, but it’s a family secret, and 2) I thought you were a Vampire and couldn’t eat? Sorry for sounding rude, I'm just tired.”

For once I listened to their conversation, waiting and watching the food rise in the oven, inch my microscopic inch.

“Its okay sweetheart, we all get a little tired sometimes! Yes, I am a vampire, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy cooking! As a matter of fact, you should come over our house for dinner! My brother, I think you’ve met him, Edward Cullen? Goes to your school. Anyhow, Edward’s going to bring his new girlfriend round, and you could join us!”

I spun around from the show of rising brownies.

I felt my face melt from ecstatically happy to a look of shock and hopelessness. H-he was bringing his girlfriend around his house. He hadn’t even mentioned anything to me. Nothing. So he had been leading me on. My mind was reeling, taking the links as quickly as possible (this fast thinking normally proved me right, but also got my into trouble a lot). How many other girls was he leading on? Or was it just his way of getting what he wanted, to just…to j-just…I was stuttering in my brain before the words escaped my own lips. “Edward… has a… a girlfriend?” I whispered. In that instant, my heart broke. (A/N: okay, here’s where she cut off for the next chapter. I’ll go now O_o)

I waited for five seconds, my heart snapping and tearing itself apart while warm tears stayed still for a moment. That’s when Tolley started to laugh. Hysterically.

“Well no duh he has a girlfriend Einstein!” She smiled at me. I took aim, and dragged the table up to meet her face. She was lucky she ducked. I then collapsed to the floor spluttering, trying to hold back the tears welling in my eyes. If I pressed on them hard enough with my finger’s they could go back in surely. No one needed to see me like this now. Not when it was so perfect for all of them.

“Oh, Looney! Helen sweetie, did you… do you have a little crush on my brother honey?” Esme tried to look into my eyes. I then spluttered out all that I could manage

“He-he-he said he’d never felt like this before! He said he liked me! He said he wanted me, only me, for eternity!” I paused, enough time to give me enough air to try and hold my breath and my sobs back. My heart being wrenched out of my chest couldn’t be as painful as this was right now. I was slowly drowning in pain, inch by inch like those stupid brownies.

“And I'm sure he meant it too.” I felt an awkward patting on my back. Tolley sure enough. She was terrible at patting people on the back. Spare when it came to Jasper, at least she had someone. I huffed, and spat out a sharp reply, which if I was less sad I would have never have said so rudely to anyone. Being sad was bad for me.

“Oh yeah? Then how come he has a girlfriend?” I glanced up to meet confused topaz eyes.

“Looney my love, YOU are his girlfriend!” Tolley explained, throwing her hands out in exasperation. I let out the lungs full of air I had been holding. I could see that making sense. He had said he loved me. Edward would never be as petty as to just go out with a dozen girls-it was Edward for Carlisle’s sake! He was loyal and loving, and so damn hot.

“Oh yeah!” I sang happily. Suddenly the world was a little less dull and grey and I felt like singing. Although me doing that was never a good idea. “I hadn’t thought of that!”

Tolley then ran over to the oven, where the perfect chocolate brownies were calling to me. I hurried into the living room where Esme was already perched on a sofa. I grabbed a tissue and got rid of the few (thousand) tears that had escaped my eyes. I waited patiently, like a small puppy, much the way Lexhen would await the postman before scaring him. I was going to be polite this time around.

Tolley entered the room, carrying my favourite mug. The one which I would have broken ten seconds ago. It had big blood red letters with the print of: Mrs. Edward Anthony Mason Cullen filled with milk.

I realised my knee was bouncing up and down. At least that meant I was myself again.