"I will pick you up and don't forget to wear a jacket and jeans most definetely tennis shoes." I smiled,"Of course anything is girly isn't style at all right?" (ok note to readers no hard feelings if you wear girly stuff right?) He chuckled and said,"You're weird do you know that?" I chuckled."Why thank you I believe it is so. When will you be here?" 

"I should be there in about ten minutes." I looked around. "Okay see you then." I hung up and ran to the bathroom and did a quick scrub down so I wouldn't smell bad or feel nasty. I quickly pulled on a pair of tripp pants that my brother had botten me for my birthday and my "time's up" shirt I had begged my dad for and then through on my tripp jacket. I am not goth I like a lot of different kinds of clothes except dresses. Oh I also hate pink but whatever. 

  I turned on my radio and it blared Elizabeth Bratton's talk show. She is hilarious when she has guests I love her and she has great poems and stories! "Hello everyone I'm so glad you could wake up from the dead to come and join me on If the coffin fits! Our first guest on the show is going to be Marrie Spagmore… weird last name but any way she is going to be on the show today so that we can talk about her problems. Her first question to me was if she dated a vampire and had sezual activities with him would that make her a necrophiliac?"

I cracked up laughing at the mocking tone she used. "Anyway what I think is yes that would make you a creepy ass necrophiliac unless you became one of them too." She had said it totally serious and then cackled like a psycho then snorted and said," Sorry about that," in a very calm voice after she abruptly stopped her snorts. "Okay here she comes. So Marrie what makes you ask this delightful question of yours?" I heard snorts again. " Before the girl could answer Elizabeth started screaming. "Sorry it just came out anyway.. .you were saying?" 

I heard the girl clear her throat."As I was saying there is this guy I really like and I think he likes me too and I wanted your advice…" Before the poor girl could finish Elizabeth said, "If you should screw him or not?" The girl was silent for a moment and Elizabeth said," First you become one of them and then hell yeah you can get it on end of story. New guest please!" I heard the girl's shrill scream and cackling and I also heard a honking horn outside. I quickly turned off the radio and ran outside.

"Hey Bella what took you so long?" I humfed and crossed my arms against my chest. "I was listening to Elizabeth Bratton's talk show!" (That is not a real talk show but it is a real person but she is not famous sadly she's just lil' old me!) After I hoped in the car Jacob immediatly took off. Once we got to death valley I understood why they called it that.