( I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. I just wanted to put my own little twist on the Twilight story. Maybe a possibility that could have happened if Edward left after he saved her from the van. I hope you like it, please read and review if you can. I'll most likely post again, but I want to see if people like it first. I hope you enjoy!)

I saw his smile and melted. I haven't seen that smile in so long. I had missed it so much. It hurt to even look at it but I continued to stare- what if this was the last chance to memorize his smile. The way his lips curved only slightly, hinting up to his eyes where I knew they would be glowing. I would look in a minute, but right now I wanted nothing more than to stare at his lips, full and beautiful. His jaw was hard and perfectly set; his usual pale tone.

Suddenly, his perfect lips turned hostile, and I saw them form and then I heard the low growl produce from his chest and come out of his mouth. I glanced up quickly and saw his black eyes, staring at me. We were in the biology class room; I glanced around and saw everyone else dead. Too quickly, he closed in on me and everything went black.

I sat up quickly in my bed. My heart was pounding and I had a small layer of sweat across my entire body. I can't believe I let myself dream of him. I wasn't sure why I continued these silly dreams of a boy who left my life after he saved it. If it weren't for him, I would be dead. I would have been crushed by a van. That was a couple months ago, and I haven't heard from him since. His other family members were still here, his father supposedly told the school board that he had to leave, he was accepted to a top school in New York. Why would he pass it up?

I swung my legs over my bed and drew in a deep breath. The sun was shining through my window. A small reprieve from this rainy life, so instead of dwelling on my reoccurring dream, I focused on what I was going to do after school today- if it were still sunny.

After breakfast I was out in my truck, and on my way to school. I parked in my usual spot and saw Mike already running up to my truck. I sighed but put on a polite smile, got out and walked up to meet him.

"Hey Mike, what's up?" I gave him a welcoming smile and he returned it automatically.

"Hey Bella!" He stopped in front of him, "So, what are you doing after school today?"

"I'm not so sure yet, why, what's up?" I asked, wandering what he wanted to do.

"Well, maybe we could go grab dinner or something or maybe go see a movie in Port Angeles?" He was still hopeful, even after I didn't go to the dance with him.

"Um, actually I kind of wanted to go hike today." I said, making sure I said I instead of us.

"Oh." He looked disappointed, which made me feel bad, but I really wanted to go on the trails on this beautiful day. "Ok, well, maybe some other time." He took my hint, which I was grateful for.

The day went by slowly but surely. It was Friday so it made it better. Jessica kept talking about Mike, and I of course, nodded and smiled at the right places in her long story. The Cullens were not there today. Always hiking on sunny days.

I went straight home after school and got my hiking gear on. Then nothing could stop me, Charlie waved at the door and I was off, after he shouted "Don't be out late, and stay on the trail close to home!" I started on the trail next to our house and hiked for a while. I took in how the sun rays beamed down in the trees. How it lit up the dark greens of the forest and turned it into beautiful bright greens. After a while, I let my mind wander as my walking slowed. That dream wouldn't leave me alone- or maybe I didn't want it to. I didn't understand why I kept dreaming of a boy who isn't even around anymore. I didn't know him very well, I had maybe one or two real conversations with him. Then he left after saving my life. Maybe that was it- he saved my life- and I didn't want to let that go because I was grateful? It's sad how I couldn't even put together-…..

I heard a sudden noise to my direct right and my heart suddenly was beating overly hard. My breath caught in my throat as a man pale as ice stepped out into my path. He had blonde hair that was tied back, and his jacket and pants seemed dirty. You think this would make me calm down, to see it was just another person- but that's just it, he didn't seem like any other person. His eyebrows were raised in amusement as he glided toward me, too fast for my eyes to catch the full movement.

He didn't say a word and I was too frozen inside to scream, or even to breathe properly. He took me and I felt my body crash into his with a large force that took my breath away- literally. I felt a couple cracks and then felt the worst pain in my entire life as I felt a burning sensation take over me and move from my neck down. I felt myself slip away and my thoughts ranged. I thought of my mother, Charlie, and Phil. My friends, Angela, Jessica, and Mike; I'm glad now that I hadn't invited him.

Suddenly I heard a female voice, an angel? "James! Let's go! I caught onto a scent, they're coming!" I felt myself being dropped, "She's dead, isn't she, now let's go!"

I was dead? When did I die? Oh……. And I felt myself drift…. Darkness.