I know that I have another story called Boy with the glasses, but I'm kind of stuck on that story right now. Also I have had this idea in my head for awhile now and I couldn't take it anymore, so I started to write this story. I will eventually finish Boy with the glasses because a lot of you like that story. Right now I just have to get this idea out there. If anyone is wondering, I am not going to do Edward's POV because then he is all the more of an enigma.

Disclaimer: I DON'T own Twilight or any of the characters…. = (

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I drift away to a place,

Another kind of life

Take away the pain,

I create my paradise.

Everything I've held has hit the wall

What used to be your roses, he knows it all.

- Alexz Johnson

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Bella.S

It was the end of the day and the bell just rang, signaling that History class was finished. I gathered my books and headed off to my locker. I wanted to go to the art room to get my painting supplies. I had a great new idea. Just as I was turning the corner, I bumped into somebody, sending all my things to the floor, along with their books.

I started to pick up my books and looked up to see who I bumped into. Just as I was about to say sorry, my breath go stuck in my throat.

They guy that I bumped into was absolutely gorgeous. He had bronze hair that stuck up in every direction. It kind of looked like he just woke up or just had a good romp in bed. He had the most perfect facial features. High cheek bones, a strong chiseled jaw line, full pouty lips, a straight nose. And to top it all off, he had the most amazing emerald green eyes.

When I noticed I was staring, I quickly looked away and blushed. As I was finished picking up my books, I thought that I should apologize.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled without looking up. I wasn't about to get lost into his eyes and let him know I was staring.

He didn't say anything so I looked up and saw that he already left and was half way down the hall. I decided to just let it go and continue down the hallway to my locker.

I was just about there when I slipped on something and fell down with a thud.

"Great." I mumbled to myself. That was going to leave a bruise. Why does this always happen to me?

I looked down to see what I slipped on. It was a plain black notebook. Curiosity got the best of me, so I decided to pick it up. Inside the notebook was the most amazing, beautiful sketches. They were very detailed and you could tell that the person who drew them is very artistic.

The notebook was also filled with poems, lyrics and what looked to be journals or writings.

Someone probably lost the notebook. I knew that if I left it there, someone else would come along and take it. They would probably throw it out in the garbage, so I took it. I figured that if someone was looking for it, they would mention it if it's important.

I wasn't about to go looking through the notebook and try and see who it belonged to. It seemed to be very personal. Even though I wanted to look through and read it, I knew that who ever owned it wouldn't want me to.

So instead I just grabbed it and threw it in my locker along with the rest of my books, and hurried off to the art room.

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When I got home, I noticed that Renee's car was missing. She was probably still working. Ever since my dad, Charlie, died, she has been working a lot more.

When Charlie died from a prescription drug overdose, she has had the need to help people. Renee, my mom, is a nurse. Not the kind that worked in the hospital. It was kind of like a doctor on house call. She would go to patient's houses and help them or just to keep them company.

Usually she had older patients that couldn't look after themselves, but she also took care of younger patients with different types of disorders.

The story of how my dad died is quite sad.

But before my dad died, he was in a coma for six months. Everyday my mom and I would visit him at the hospital. It would be the same routine over and over again. We would see him when I got home from school, sit for hours on end begging him to wake up and come home, leave and get dinner, then go back and sit till visiting hours were over.

He never woke up but we still had hope. The doctors gave him less than one percent chance of living. We knew then that he wasn't going to make it. At first I was extremely mad at my dad because I blamed everything on him. It was his fault he overdosed. It was his fault that he is dead. I would barely talk to my mom and I knew that it was hurting her.

Eventually it got to the point where she couldn't take it anymore and sent me to the hospital shrink. I hated it but it got me over my anger at my dad. I don't really blame him now for what happened because I knew that my dad wouldn't want to end his life. It was an accident.

After the accident, Renee and I thought that it was best if we moved. It was painful to live around memories that reminded me of Charlie. We didn't want to forget him; we just wanted to forget some of the pain. So we moved to the little town of Forks, in Washington. That was almost 4 years ago.

At first, when we moved it was hard. Some things would remind me of Charlie here and I would break down. I would deal with it and try to forget. After I learned that it wasn't Charlie's fault that he died, it was easier to remember him while dealing with the pain.

I still worry about Renee though. She spends all her time working. She doesn't date or visit friends. I know that Charlie would want her to be happy and find new love. I knew that Renee would always love Charlie, but hopefully she can make room in her heart to love another. I just wanted her to be happy.

When I got in the house I made dinner and put some away for Renee. It was almost 11 o'clock when I was finished the painting. Renee still wasn't home, but I knew she would be soon. I decided to go take a shower and go to bed. Today was very exhausting. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.

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I got up bright and early the next morning. I couldn't stop thinking about the guy that I ran into and the notebook that I found. For some odd reason, I keep thinking they are related. Maybe the notebook belongs to him. Hopefully I can actually find out who he is and if the notebook is his.

When I pulled into the parking lot at Forks High, I noticed the same guy that I ran into, sitting on the grass against the wall, and smoking. I took in his appearance. He had a black hoodie with the hood up and black jeans. His feet were supporting red converse. On the grass beside his feet, was a black backpack. He seemed to like the color black. You couldn't really see his face because he was looking at the ground, picking the grass with his other hand.

I was startled out of ogling at the guy against the wall by a knock on my window. All five foot four of the pixie was bouncing up and down.

Alice Brandon. She is a hyper little thing and my best friend. She has short spiky black hair, and beautiful hazel eyes. She has an addiction to shopping and fashion. She also has this weird feeling of knowing what is going to happen. It's kind of strange, but that's just who Alice is.

Standing beside her was Jasper Hale. Alice and Jasper have been dating since they were about 15. They are inseparable. Jasper is about 5"11 and has honey blond hair with blue eyes. He's built but not overly built. It's kind of funny when Alice and Jasper kiss because of the height difference. Poor Jasper has to reach down and pick little Alice up. But it's a cute sight.

"Hurry up Bella. We have to go to English." In all the time that I have been spending observing the guy sitting down, I didn't even notice that the bell went.

"Okay, okay. I'm coming." Some times Alice can be so impatient. It's just another trait I love about her.

On our way to class, I took one last look towards the wall and noticed that he was already gone. He walks really fast!

Pretty soon the bell rang for lunch. I met up with Alice and Jasper and hurried off to the cafeteria. When we got to our table, Alice was already planning a sleepover for this weekend.

At that moment I tuned her out. Nothing I could say would change Alice's mind. Once she wants something, she gets it. There's not point trying to argue with her.

Pretty soon and the bell rang again, and I hurried off to Biology. Yeaaa! I thought sarcastically. I hate Biology with a passion. I ran into the room with a minute to spear. I quickly got into my seat and started to get my books out of my bag.

A few seconds later, Mr. Banner, the Biology teacher, waked into the room. Apparently we are going to be getting new seating arrangements. I wasn't paying much attention as the teacher was calling out peoples names and seating them. We would have the same partners for the rest of the year.

As soon as I heard my name, my head snapped up and I looked at Mr. Banner. He was looking down at his clipboard and point to a seat. I turned my head around to see what person I would have to share a table with for the rest of the year. I was the same guy that I bumped into and seen sitting against the wall this morning. I wish I was paying attention when Mr. Banner was calling out names. I could have learned what his name was.

I tried to hide the smile off my face and picked up my books and hurried off to my new lab partner. He didn't even acknowledge my presence. He kept his eyes glued to the table.

As class went by, he still didn't look up from the place that he was staring at. I wasn't about to try and talk to him, in case he was in a brooding mood and tried to snap my head off.

Instead I buried my face behind my head and kept stealing glances at him every now and then. He seemed to be focusing very intently on the table. Maybe his thoughts were somewhere else. Who knows?

RRRRINNNNGGG!

As soon as the bell went, he was already out of his seat and heading out the door. I was right about him being fast. Deciding it was best if I was out of the class room before the next class came, I ran to my gym class. I didn't want to be late and get a detention. It was bad enough that I actually had to take gym, being a klutz and all.

After school I headed out to my truck, and told Alice that I would se her later that night. I went home and made dinner for Renee. She was working late. Again.

Deciding it was best if I was ready before Alice came and picked me up, I wrote a note and told Renee where I was, then went to my room and packed an overnight bag.

I had a sleepover to endure tonight.

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OMG! I am soo pissed. I was writing this chapter and saved it. Everything was fine, or so I thought. Mostly you hear about computers shutting down or the power going out without saving chapters, but that's not the case with me. I closed Microsoft and then reopened it. When I tried to open it, it said something about restoring the document. Me being me, accidently clicked no. I had to re write the whole chapter!! It was soo frustrating that I just gave up.

Please Review and tell me what you guys think and want to happen in the next chapter. Thanks. Sorry that this took soo long to get out. I wasn't really in the mood t write in the past few days.

- xLola