AN: I Had about five chapters into BLeed it Out, but unfortunetly it was erased. I could'nt get the rest of it back though. But this is my second idea for a story with a little bit of parts that I really wanted in Bleed it Out. I promise to spend my time into this story, because i honestly think it would be better than What Bleed it out could have been. Plus with summer coming up i will update more. Sorry to all those who wanted me to continue that story but it just cant happen thanks to my stupid computer.

Anyways, here is the story.

FULL SUMMARY: Bella Swan is a young artist attending high school in New jersey. She is living in a time thats boring and holds no interest to her and she is in need of change. Edward Masen is a young soldier that was drafted into the Great War. He had no idea what he got himself into; watching over all the chaos and mayhem wishing that he could escape this horror. Eventually fate somehow brings them together.

BPOV:

It was another boring day in school. I had just finished English and was now headed to art, the only part of the day I look forward to. I do because I've been working on a project...a very special project.

One day I had a dream about a young man about to be drafted into war. It was an unpleasant story but I couldn't t stop thinking about him. His face looked as if it was carved by angels and his hair was the most beautiful shade of bronze. He also had emerald eyes that you could easily get lost in. I entered the art room and got my drawing book, flipping open to my unfinished drawing of the young man. I spent the next hour drawing his flawless face and muscular upper body.

I got lost in this picture of him when someone tapped my shoulder. I looked up to see my teacher, Mr. Dayne. He was looking at my drawing with certain interest as he pursed his lips.

"Does he have a name?"

I thought about it for a second and then it came to me fast and I knew for sure what his name was.

"Edward."

"Hmm... how did this come to you."

"In a dream I've been having for weeks now."

"Well that's good inspiration, you should consider making more art pieces with this character... I think you just might win the Art show coming up."

I gasped.

"You really think so?"

"Bella, you've improved so much over these years and I think you've got some talent."

I got up from my chair to hug him. He seemed surprised at first but he hugged me . Dayne has been my art teacher since freshmen year and we've become great friends since then.I pulled away and got back to work, trying to finish before the bell rings.
Twenty minutes later I finished perfecting it and looked at my beautiful drawing of bell rang so I grabbed my backpack and drawing book then headed towards my car.

As I walked to my car, I thought I saw a black figure leaning right alongside it.
But I still wasn't sure if I was right or if my eyes were deceiving me so I kept walking closer.

Ugh.

"Hey Bella!" he said acting oddly cheerful.

I stated glumly "hey."

"So I was wondering if you would like to go with me to prom."

I was taken aback by his question and was reluctant to answer. Come on! THINK Bella! Sprained ankle...family visiting....too sick to go.

"Umm...sorry I can t Mike I m going to Jacksonville that weekend."

Yes that sounded good.

"C'mon Bella you and I both know that you really want to go with me," I stared at him in awe was he serious!?. "We can do whatever you want afterward...go to the movies...or my house; I'll even let you draw a picture of me nude like that one movie..."
WHAT!?

I guess he realized that he said it out loud with no intention of doing so.

"Crap I m sorry I didn't mean to say that... But if you want to than maybe-" he trailed off mistaking my silence for approval.

"Your so perverted Mike! I thought you were dating Jessica Stanley."

"I am but I just thought that me and you were meant for each other."

"No were not, now stop making Jessica mad and ask her to prom instead of me!" I said walking around mike and getting inside my old red Chevy.I was still fuming as I drove away.

Did he really think that's what I love to do...draw pictures of naked people? Eww I can never see myself doing that.I shuddered at the thought of nude portraits as I parked my car beside my house and headed ... home sweet home. My feet led me to the kitchen as I grabbed ingredients for making lasagna. After a few minutes of making it, I placed it inside the pass the time until Charlie got home, I headed into my room to make more drawings of this mystery seemed like if he really missed his family but as if he had to stay and only he was real, than I could really get to meet him. Unfortunately he is a fairytale and my dream the end of my daydream, I realized that I drew him in the bloody battlefield of the World War. He was holding a very badly injured soldier in his arms. The young soldier didn't have much time left to live and Edward was anguished. He looked close to crying but tried to hold it in for the sake of his dying friend.
It was the most graphic, sorrowful piece that I've ever done. And for a moment there I felt Edwards pain; because my mother Renee, had passed away in my arms as well. She was shot in the chest by an escaped convict. It took me a while to get over it but I m still a little touchy on this subject.
I put my drawing down and went digging inside my drawer looking for my necklace. I found this on a beach in California when me and my mom were on vacation. It always made me feel better because it reminded me of the happy times with her.
The necklace was a long silver chain with a piece of crystal shaped like a diamond.
It was beautiful just like my mother. She told me to keep it close to me always. It was our special necklace.
I sighed. Maybe if I actually wore it all the time, I would maybe feel better inside.
I quickly put it on then grabbed my sketchbook and put it away in my drawer.
I heard the phone ringing as I walked carefully down the stairs. My hand automatically grabbed it as I answered to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bella it s me Angela."

"Oh hey Ange...what s up?"

"I was wondering since it s Friday that you could come join us at the movies...were going to watch a comedy."

"Sure Angela but who's we? "

"Me Ben Mike Jessica Tyler and Lauren."

"I don t think Lauren would want me to go."

"Please Bella I don t like Lauren anymore than you do but I need someone there with me that I m comfortable with."

"Oh right, Ben was going."

"Alright Ange but only for you."

"Thank you so much Bella, I'll pick you up at 8 okay".

"Alright bye, Angela."

"Bye."

The sound of an engine cutting off was heard in a distance as I put the phone back on the receiver. It was Charlie in his police cruiser. He must be starving, I just hope he s in a good mood, I thought as I took out the lasagna and set it on the table.
Charlie opened the door and hung his gun up.

"Hey Bells, what s for dinner?"
I picked up the plate and showed him.

"Mmm lasagna."

We ate in a comfortable silence until he found time to stop chewing to ask me a question.
"So how was school?"

"It was great." I lied.

"That's good to hear Bells."

"Yeah...um dad? "

"Yeah." he looked up from his plate.

"I was wondering if I could go the movies with Angela today?"

"Sure, what time? "

I looked at my watch. "Now."

"Yeah go ahead kid, I m just gonna watch the football game."

"Okay thanks dad." I said as I started picking up the plates.

"I'll get those, you baby me to much." He said as he started to take the plate away from my hand.

I walked upstairs to my room and started taking my clothes off, and then changed into a midnight blue blouse with dark skinny jeans and my grey converse. I looked in the mirror and fixed my hair, leaving it down instead of the bun I had on earlier.
As soon as I was dressed, my feet carried me downstairs, while grabbing my jacket on the way to answer the door. It was Angela looking a tad bit nervous.

"Dad, I m leaving now." I called out to him.

"Okay Bells have fun."

I gave Angela a confused glance. Noticing my facial expression she nodded her head toward the car already full of people.
Ah, she was nervous because, just like me, she never went out like this with a whole bunch of people, not to mention Ben.
This was going to be a very long night, I thought while walking toward the van.

AN: Next part will be more interesting, this is just a glimpse of it. So was it good so far? Please let me know because I really want to know if i should continue. I will have the next chapter up around next week.