Chapter 1 - I Died and Now I Sparkle?

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So, I was outside working when the table saw cut through my hand.

"Fuck" my brother says worriedly as he rushes over and drags my shocked self towards the truck.

At this point I'm pretty sure that my shock was cancelling out the pain. It was still there but it hasn't exactly hit me yet despite the bleeding and the feeling of life draining from me or maybe it's just the numbness?

The thing is, I never made it to the hospital, as cliche as that sounds. . I remember my brother droning on and on about something or another but then things became hazy and the rest was as they say, history.

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All I know is that I was sitting on an uncomfortable seat and when I opened my eyes I got a big gigantic flashback of High School. But considering that I'm apparently in Bio I would say that either I time-traveled via blood-loss or I died and somehow ended up in a different teenagers body.

Of course, I'm also getting some ungodly good smells and some surprisingly nasty ones that no one else seems to be smelling. Then add in the loud noise coming from that damn fan. .

But I can conclude that something else is wrong too, I just don't know what it is just yet. Then I start hearing whispering, in my fucking head. God damnit.

"He is such a hottie, why doesn't he like me?" I hear a voice whispering. . yeah, definitely whispering.

"Damnit, the chicks are checking out the Cullen again. What do they see in him? He looks like a damn statue."

Cullen? Like that weird and unrealistic vamp story? Seriously, what kind of vampire doesn't get fucking fangs and doesn't need to be in the dark. Oh, why don't they wear fucking sunscreen if they're so worried about the awkward sparkling?

"Ugh, I have a test tomorrow and the day is only halfway over, this sucks. Tests are just so annoying."

"Am I getting a pimple on my butt? Damnit."

I try to plug my ears to get the sound out of my head when someone loudly walks into the room. Turning my head I see a girl with brown eyes and hair looking at me curiously before she quickly looks away. Why does she look so familiar?

"Isabella Swan, the chiefs daughter." the teacher says in greeting, or was that in my head too? Damn, I don't even know anymore and I've been here . .what a minute or something?

She walks past the fan and I got . . Uh, vanilla smells? Oh, okay, that's cool I guess, that means . .I have no idea honestly. It doesn't make me feel all wild and stuff though. It's just like yeah vanilla, yumish. That works for me, because that lady is definitely Kristen Stewart, or she looks like her anyways.

Ugh, hell, I would of rather gotten stuck in Vampire Knight instead of this. But hey, Emmett should be interesting and Jasper should be a good sparing partner too. I guess there's that.

Can't she just stop glancing at me? God, that's going to get annoying real fast and who just cut their finger? Nope, I'm not even gonna look at her. When the bell finally rings I walk out of the classroom casually, it's not like I feel urged to kill anybody.

I stop by the side of one of the walls somewhere to look through my books, but of course he wouldn't have been prepared to be body-snatched after being whatever years old. It was an unexpected and unwanted surprise.

"It's okay, you have Study Hall next. The door down the hall, two doors down on the left side." I hear a perky voice say inside my head.

Turning slightly I see a pixie like girl looking at me with a smile as she holds the blonde males hand. Alice and Jasper, brilliant.

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