We had been planning this trip for weeks, so why, now, did I all of a sudden feel nervous? As we drove through the dense puddles of mud, all I could concentrate on was the painful contortions my stomach was making.  My best friends were pointing out the trucks windows, dumbfounded by the dense foliage. "Oh wow. It's so beautiful here."  The only guy in our group, Matthew blurted out. "Yeah. I never imagined the woods in Forks would actually be this...green and thick." Who had said that? It was so hard... My stomach groaned and I made a slight moaning noise.
    
   "Dude? Are you alright?" It was Kristen then. My best friend in the whole world. I straightened up in my seat and managed a forced smile. "Yeah, yeah. I'm good." I looked around. Matt, Kristen, Liz, and myself were crammed into my fathers Ford Explorer. Matt was driving, Liz was next to him up front, and me and Kris were in the back. "I'm so exicited." Liz squeaked, grasping onto her seatbelt. For a minute I thought she was going to strangle herself with the belt in her excitment. "Twilight freaks," Matt muttered and Kristen and Liz jumped at him, screaming indecipherable things.  I grabbed at my stomach and leaned back in the seat, closing my eyes, trying to drown out the noises they were making.
     
   "Crap. Crap. Crap!" I opened my eyes wearily. Why did they have to be so loud? I pushed up from my seat. No one was in the car. "Go wake up Kim, we have to walk or something." Matt was pacing next to the truck and Kristen and Liz were huddled, sitting on the hood. I opened the door and slid out, joining the others. "Whats going on?" I asked, leaning against the car. My stomach protested with a series of sharp twists. "The engine blew. Were going to have to walk back." Matt hissed. "But thats like, at least twenty miles!" Liz howled.
     
   "Are you alright?" Kristen asked, turning to me. I groaned. It hurts... "Yeah. Why?" Could she tell? I thought I was hiding it well. "You look a little pale." She answered quietly. "We better get going," Matt said, shoving his hands into his pockets. He must be in a bad mood. "What about the car?" I asked. My father would be really upset if he didn't get it back. "Leave it, come on, I'll call a tow truck or something later. All of our cells are out, sleeping beauty." He laughed and started walking in the opposite direction.
     
    Out of the corner of my eye I saw something glimmering in the distance. Another car? "Hey!" I screamed. I wanted to get out of these woods. The denseness of the trees made me feel claustrophobic, and my stomach was cramped up in a ball. I turned around and started running in the direction of the glimmering, which happened to be in the opposite direction that Matt was walking.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Matt screamed when Kristen and Liz started calling after me.
      
   Something in my mind told me to turn back, run as fast as I could in the other direction, but it wasn't a matter of whether there was a car down there, or a person, I just had to be there. I ran as fast as my boots could take me through the muddy undergrowth. I burst through a patch of trees and stepped into a small clearing.
      
   In the clearing stood the most beauitful man I had ever seen. He had mid-length dirty blonde hair. And it stuck up in every direction around his head. He had dark eyes, so dark that you couldn't tell his eyes from his pupil. He sniffed the air, and turned to face me. "JASPER NO!" A soprano, sweet voice filled the air, but where was it coming from? I wondered, but it didn't matter. I had to be next to this man. I had to touch him, just to see if he was real.
      
  The man stopped in his tracks, and focused his full attention on me. He was so beautiful...in such a macrabe way. His face screwed up in concentration, and he tensed defensively. In a split second I went from dazed to frightened. My stomach turned to ice, which must have weighed about fifty pounds because as much as I wanted to move, I could'nt. I was no longer interested in the moss covered trees, or the wet, swampish ground. All I could see was the beautiful, horrifying man.
       
  I started to break into a cold sweat. He was going to kill me. He was going to kill me. In one, graceful motion he was at my side. He took me in his arms and squeezed. Oh god it hurt. I screamed in agony. He was so strong. I could feel my bones begin to splinter under my skin. He brought his nose to my throat and sniffed. "You smell...so good." He whispered and sunk his teeth into my throat. I screamed. It hurt so badly. I could feel myself slipping into unconsciousness. A fire spread throughout my body, burning my veins and taking over every feeling. I wanted to die.  All I could feel was pain. I dug my nails into the mans shoulder, screaming and crying. The fire burned over every surface of my body, leaving smouldering pain in it's wake. I felt weak and broken and in pain and stupid.

                                                  And then nothing.