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BPOV

CHAPTER 1

Sitting in biology at the black, metal tables, I quietly ripped a piece of paper out of my binder, and scrawled my writing across it. 'Edward, are you leaving this weekend?' I wrote, and slid it underneath my magnificent beauty's hand, which wasn't balled into a fist as it sometimes had been. Before I had the chance to pretend that I was listening to my middle-aged teacher, it was back in front of me. 'Yes, you're with Alice' He wrote, and I could feel his grin at the back of my head. I groaned inwardly. I scrunched it up, and threw it into my bag as class began to end. "...And have that done for Friday. Begin picking your partners, everyone, and don't forget about the lab write-up this time, please," My teacher sighed, and waddled back over to his desk.

Hunching my bag over my shoulder, Edward and I stood up, waiting as the rest of the class filed out. I glanced up at him, frowning. "You must be joking. Alice? It's nearly our...wedding, and you expect me to be with her for a full twenty-four hours, or more?" I spoke quietly, but demanding. As I had stated before, Forks had no secrets. He threw back his bronze hair, and laughed. "Oh, it won't be so bad. You'll be with Jasper as well. I'm going to Rocky Shores Park on Saturday with Emmett and Rosalie, and perhaps Esme, since Carlisle does not often attend hunting with us. He prefers going alone sometimes. He thinks it's slightly more sophisticated." He explained, his hand finding the small of my back. I nodded. It was understandable.

I tried to imagine if Charlie would do the same.

"Weekends are generally supposed to be fun, though. Coordinating the flower colors on the church pews with the color of the text on the marriage license is not fun," I pouted. And that was exactly what I knew Alice had planned. We continued down the hallway to the cafeteria, and before Edward decided to reply, he quickly got us each a red lunch tray, carrying them over to our usual table. Jasper sat at the opposing side of the rounded table from Edward and I, lost in an old Army book. It's green covers were torn, and the pages were yellow with age. Alice sat beside him, who sat beside Rosalie. I noticed that Emmett wasn't here. "Hello," I smiled. Alice jumped up, and wrapped her arms around me, squealing in excitement. She hugged me tightly, until she realized that I really did need to breathe.

"Bella! Thank you so much!" She exclaimed. Tables alongside ours looked over curiously. "Er..your welcome," I replied, although I was confused about what I did this time to excite her. She sat me down on one of the plastic chairs, and squeezed her butt onto the edge of Rosalie's. "I saw what your doing with me this weekend! What do you think of red flowers? Maybe not roses...," She began, lowering her voice. I looked over to Edward for help, but instead, Jasper placed his hand on her shoulder. I noticed he had on black fingerless gloves, which accented his fingers, that looked newly manicured, but it was all part of the Hale/Cullen perfection. "Alice," His deep voice alluring, "Leave Bella alone about it. Let her eat. You've got all weekend for that". I surprised by his voice, and as was Edward, who's face was equally surprised.

Alice looked crushed, and moved back over to her chair. Rosalie straightened up, now that she had the entire chair to herself. Her perfect, golden hair was straightened today, instead of the usual curls that dangled off her shoulders. She shrugged it's length over her shoulder, and looked down at me. It was intimidating, alright. She examined me for a moment, and I was almost frightened about it, until Edward's harsh voice startled me. "Stop, Rosalie." Was all he threatened, but it was enough to scare the hell out of me. I wondered what it was that she had thought. Then again, I didn't want to know. After Rosalie and I had spoke a little while ago about her past, I thought that we were..closer than we had been before. I guess I thought wrong. I quietly dug into my lasagna. I looked up at Edward, swallowing the meaty sauce that I hoped to not have all over my face.

"Where's Emmett?"

He grinned. Oh, God. I did have it on my face. He swiped a finger on my bottom lip, and wiped whatever it was on the napkin in front of me. I blushed hard. "I believe he went to go meet someone. I'm not exactly sure who. Though, I'm sure he tried his hardest to not think who it was. He's got the brother with the large ear," His grin faded to a smile, and closed his eyes for a moment, obviously trying to hear Emmett's thoughts again. "Gwendolyn Baton. Sounds French. Late eighteen-hundreds, I suppose. Why..." He paused, and snapped his head up to look at Alice. Her eyes were also closed, and her mouth was a hard line. For two 'people' who weren't related, they could often do the same facial expressions. Alice spoke quietly to herself, and took out a piece of paper from her binder, sketching something with a blue pen.

First, you saw the Eiffel Tower. Then a brunette girl, very stunning, in a little white dress and a tiny hat that slung casually on her head came into the picture, dancing around in what seemed to be the rain. Jasper looked over, his eyebrows furrowed together. "It looks rather old, Alice. That can't be the future," He said, tracing his finger along the picture. She slapped her tiny hand across his, and sketched the rest of it. To the right of the girl, was...Emmett? Rosalie's perfect face fell, and snatched the paper away from Alice. "Hey!" Alice shrieked. Rosalie, to my surprise, did a half-crouch in defense. Edward gently placed his hands on Rosalie's shoulders, trying to get her to sit down again. "Rosalie, it's alright," He spoke. Jasper looked over to her, obviously trying to help calm her. She sat down, and examined the picture. "Give it back, Rose! Or I will-" Alice began to threaten, until the entire cafeteria became quiet, as if someone so horrible had come in.

The same girl in the picture, had walked in, her arm chain-linked with Emmett's. She had thin, chestnut colored hair that swung gracefully on her back. She had bright green eyes, that were wide and happy-looking. Her smile had straight, white teeth, and her skin was a magnificent color of pale. That pale that I was used to. Was she..a vampire? A new one? However, just like the rest of the Cullens, she looked fairly normal. She wore skinny blue jeans, and a vintage t-shirt of some band that I wasn't familiar with. "Edward.." I began, and he came closer to me, wrapping his arm around me tightly. Emmett and the girl didn't seem to notice that every pair of eyes was on them. "Oh, hey guys," He greeted us happily, and sat down, bringing around another chair beside him politely for the strange new vampire. "I was keeping her a surprise for you. This is Gwendolyn Baton, an old friend of mine. You remember, don't you, Rose? When I took you to France? She worked as the maid in our room. Long story short, she recently moved to Forks, and now she's here." He explained, beaming.