A/N: I completely forgot to add this last week when I posted, I'm so sorry guys! Special thank you to "Jasper's Temptress" for putting up with me while I was writing this (even if a lot of what could have been got lost during the smoothing out in the end) and to DeathDaisy for having faith this would be great even without reading it. I love you girls!

A/N2: I still own nothing but my ideas. Bummer!

Introduction

Leaning back to the navy blue of my airplane seat I let a long breath trying to calm the crazy beating of my heart. Moments later the powerful plane was in the air and looking out of the small oval window I felt free. Running a hand over my face I let it rest over my heart feeling it slowing down and with a sigh I opened my soft blue leather messenger bag and dug out my black and white diary. Fishing a pen I began writing.

"Dear Diary,

I know I haven't written you in a couple days but I've had zero time alone since I last wrote you. Two nights ago I agreed to go to the baseball game with Edward and his folks. Yes, I did tape them being all vampire like - too bad I had no time cashing in!

Unfortunately the game was rudely interrupted by three nomads. While it made for some ultra juice growling scenes, I already knew one of the nomads. Mom's boss from another life, Mr. Deen who supposedly died last summer. I think he recognized me too Diary. He seemed too ready to make me his dinner and Edward being the thoughtful, complete idiot he is, played right into my ploy of getting me out of Forks and drove me to Phoenix, my supposed hometown.

Knowing I should alert my handler, I pretended I was sleeping during the car ride trying to figure out when to make the call. I heard Alice and Jasper talk. They weren't taking me away from James Deer. They were taking me to Italy, Diary. To give me as a present to their King and Rulers. Back where everything started...

So, I snuck away. I jumped to the first flight I saw and now I'm en route to New York..."

I closed the diary just as a flight attendant came by with a trolley with drinks

"Coffee please"

I asked with a smile and opened my diary again. This time from the start.