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Bella's POV

Edward didn't want to go back to High School. Hell, neither did I. But it was time to leave Forks.

We were in Portland, Oregon now. It was late August. That was when the school year started in Portland.

Jake, Nessie, Jazz, Rose, Edward, Alice, Emmett and I were all getting ready to go. Emmett was still laughing about how Carlisle had registered Jake to start as a Sophomore with him, Jazz and Rose, while Edward, Alice, Nessie and I were all starting as Freshmen. Edward wasn't thrilled about it, but he had to admit that Jake did look older than him. Jake had been strutting around like the king of the world all morning.

"Time for you to go!" Esme called.

We filed out the front door of the new house. Rose and Emmett got into Roses BMW. Jasper and Alice got into the front seat of Emmett's Jeep. Jake and Nessie got into the back of the Jeep, and Edward and I got into the Volvo.

We drove to the Portland High parking lot. We parked in the far back corner of the lot. We went to the office, and got our class schedules. We all had the same lunch hour, but other than that, none of us had any classes together. We went our separate way's with plans to try to get out schedules changed later.

We all got to lunch within a minute of each other. We picked a table with a clear view of the door. I mostly watched the people come and go. When the amount of people coming in had slowed, I joined in Alice and Roses conversation. After a few minutes, Edward gasped.

"What is it?" I asked. He nodded towards the door.

Five people had just come in. All girls. The first one had long, dark wavy hair. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap tank top, and a skirt that she had obviously made herself. It was a patchwork of black band t-shirts. She had a white crinoline under it, and she was wearing black high-top converse.

The second girl also had long black hair, but hers was perfectly strait. She was wearing a headband, but she had adjusted it so her long bangs were around her face. Despite the humidity, she wore a knee-length black leather jacket, black denim jeans, and combat boots. The jacket and jeans both had chains and zippers all over them.

The third girl had long blond braids. She was wearing a white halter top, very short cut-off denim shorts, and cowboy boots.

The forth girl had her long red hair in a high ponytail. she was wearing dark blue denim Capri's, black leather boots, and a bright pink off-the-shoulder shirt.

The last girl had her short medium brown hair in pigtails. She was wearing Cargo shorts, a Ac/Dc shirt, and tennis shoes.

They were vampires, too.

"Oh, my god." I breathed.

"What should we do?" Nessie asked.

"Nothing, yet. We tell Carlisle, and he can give us further instructions." Edward instructed.

I looked at them again. I noticed the blond was as scarred as Jasper. Suddenly, Edward looked at Jasper.

"They told you she died?" He asked. Jasper nodded.

"What are you talking about?" Alice asked.

"The blond." Jasper said. "She was part of the Southern wars. Maria told me she was killed." There was a long silence.

"No, Jasper." Edward said suddenly.

"Why not?" Jasper demanded.

"We have to wait for instructions from Carlisle." Edward insisted. Jasper had obviously been wanting to go talk to her.

"Jasper?" The whispered question came from across the room, where the other five vampires were sitting. The blond was looking at Jasper.

"What did you say?" The the girl with the wavy dark hair said.

"Christina, that's Jasper!" She said.

"Who?" The red-head asked.

"He was in the Southern wars, Felicity."

"Are you sure, Annabelle?" The one with medium brown hair asked.

"Yeah...Maria told me he was killed."

"Weird." The one with strait dark hair commented. There was a long pause.

"No, Annabelle." Christina said suddenly.

"Why?" Annabelle demanded.

"We have to talk to Cassandra first." Christina hissed.
"Stop me." Annabelle said defiantly. She started to stand up.

"Sit down, Annabelle." Felicity commanded. Annabelle squeezed her eye's shut in concentration.

"Sit down." Felicity repeated.

Annabelle dropped back into her chair. She was gripping the edge of the table.

"I hate you." she said to Felicity.

"I know." She smiled grimly.

The bell rang. We stood, but waited until the others had gone before we went, too.

At the end of the day, when we were walking back to our cars, Jake moaned enviously.

"What?" Nessie asked, curiously.

"There are two Harley-Davidson motorcycles over there." He said.

"Where?" Nessie asked excitedly. She loved motorcycles, too.

"Next to that Corvette." Jake told her

"Oh my God." She said.

Something about her tone made me stop and turn around. Annabelle was standing next to one of the bikes, Felicity next to the other. Christina was unlocking the Corvette. Neither Annabelle or Felicity had helmets.

Annabelle swung her leg over her bike and started it. Felicity wasn't on hers yet; she and Christina were standing there, talking. Annabelle revved her bike impatiently. Felicity quickly got onto her bike. Christina got into the drivers seat of the Corvette. Felicity started her engine as well.

All three pulled out of their parking spots carefully. Annabelle and Felicity suddenly took off, weaving in and out of traffic. Christina was somehow able to stay right on their tails. as soon as they were all out of the lot, they floored it in exactly the same second.

Annabelle pulled the front of her bike off the ground, so she was doing a wheelie. She dropped back onto both wheels before she went around the corner, and out of sight.

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