I watched the rain pour down outside the window. Just another typical day in forks. It had been threatening to rain all day but the deluge had only started this evening. My window had been open when it started but I had managed to close it before all my papers suffered. The English paper I had just finished, that wasn't due for another week, would have been a poor sacrifice to either the weather or my current emotional state. With any possible distraction now complete, and my mind idle, Edward reigned in my thoughts. I wondered what he was doing while I sat here thinking about him. And chastised the glimmer of hope that his thoughts turned to me as mine turned to him. It was an irrational desire, he had made his thoughts about me perfectly clear.

I lost track of time. When I glanced at the clock that Charlie had purchased before I moved in, I saw that it was already after ten. I quickly jumped up and hurried to say good night to Charlie before he went to bed. My worrying was in vain, as I carefully made my way down stairs I could hear the TV. He was asleep on the couch so I just let him be, knowing that he would make it to bed eventually.

I was determined occupy my brain with any topic other than Edward at least until I went to bed. I brushed my teeth meticulously, focusing on counting each stoke and analyzing my teeth and gums before acknowledging that I was finished. I did the same for my face and hair after a quick shower. The hot water was soothing and helped calm the tension, long term brooding over a certain bronze haired boy caused.

I glanced out the window one last time before closing the blinds. Unfortunately, my quaint view of the tree out front was completely obscured by the deluge of water. Unbidden, my thoughts once again turned to Edward. I wondered if the constant rain depressed him the way it did to me. The wet prevented me from venturing outside at nearly every opportunity I had to leave the house, and I resented it. But I could not resent my choice to move in with Charlie. Moving here introduced me to Edward. He was a mystery that kept me up for hours. I repeated the same questions over and over. 'Why did he save me? Why did he seem so allusive? Why was he so special? Why can't I stop thinking about him?'

Alice had warned me that I would end up here. I had laughed then, telling her I had no intention of coming, but Alice is always right. Though, I supposed it could have been predicted by anybody, I'd spent every night here since I had assured my self that it would be safe. She was still staring out her window into the rain. I needed to know what she was thinking but there was no way to ask. Maybe at school tomorrow. No, I was ignoring her or pretending to for her safety. Still, what thought could be flowing through her strangely silent head?

When she finally moved I could hear her make her way down the stairs. I knew she was being cautious, afraid to fall head long down them and wake the neighborhood. I chuckled at the thought, it would be just like Bella not to think of her skull but of other peoples' sleep, but she went out of her way to be unobtrusive at school and I imagined she did the same at home. I could hear Charlie's quiet breathing and the TV still on as she walked into the living room. His state remained unchanged as she returned to her preparations for bed.

I could hear Alice keeping Rosalie and Emmett from finding me in front of her house. Emmett wouldn't care but Rosalie would be furious. Alice's thoughts warning me that as they came closer, there was little she could do to divert their path. I needed to hunt badly and I had a feeling that is trip was not going to be at all like the other recent ones. Everybody felt it necessary to repeat his or her opinions at me both verbally and mentally. The cacophony wasn't even unanimous in opinion. Some of my family agreed with my current tactic and encouraged me to continue. But some, Alice chiefly among them, pleaded for me to interact with this human girl. Her visions of Bella as a part of our family had remained unchanged and her patience was beginning to wane. But I was resolute, if not for the family, I would stay away from her for her own safety. She doesn't deserve this existence.

In the distance Alice had finally convinced Rose and Emmett to leave without us. Rose had been only too happy to avoid the seemingly inevitable conflict, and Emmett followed his wife as per usual, abet with a little hesitance. My favorite sister jumped up behind me and just offered silent comfort keeping her mind blank except for a slow strain of music that she focused on embellishing. No images of Bella at our house, or, heaven forbid, with golden eyes running though the forest swirled between us in this moment. Using her foreknowledge, she added a phrase she knew I would find intriguing. As I'm sure she intended, her distraction would keep me occupied with my piano until it was time for school once again. After the interruption I found it hard to return to my previous train of thought strains of the melody floating to the rhythm of the slow heartbeat I had come to listen to. She was in bed now and I could hear the deep slow breathing that indicated sleep in humans. Alice put a light hand on my shoulder, beseeching me to join her. I ran away from my troubles, my sister in tow, and went to find a mountain lion.