Declaimer: I do not own twilight or anything in it. I just use the idea of the characters.

Summery: Bella is vampire and she has a daunting past. Edward is a human who is fascinated by Bella. They fall for each other big time but Then Edward starts acting weirdly and Bella is afraid that what happened in her past will happen again.

Note: One part where Bella cries, those are fake tears that Bella have made to make it look like she is human.

I walk gracefully down the hall and I know that every boy in the school was watching me. I can feel it.

He's here today, in class after so many days sick. I watched him get better and play his computer through his window.

I am so happy I want to scream and hug him and kiss him on the cheek but he would think that repulsive and disgusting. He notices me. I'm not invisible to him. I can tell that his brain keeps tabs on me with himself knowing.

I walk into my class and sit down on the other side of the room from him.

There he is surrounded by his friends as they give him the low down on all that happened whiloe he was sick. I could hear everything they were saying.

"Jessica got a new boyfriend"

"I finally admitted that I like Angela

"Oh and John and Jules broke up"

"Bella has been more to her self" Not like I am always I mean how can I?

"yea she was not doing anything…"

"like she was morning or something"

What? I was not. They don't know anything. They know nothing about my life. Nothing. Wait he's getting people to spy on me? I wonder how much he has figured out about my life. Probably not much because no one knows where I live and my…past. All they know is that I go to school here and that I don't have a car or cell.

They also think that I have never had a boyfriend and know that I don't have on at the moment. I've had a boyfriend a while ago. A long, long time ago. My eyes watered with fake tears and I quickly wiped them. I didn't want to remember him. That's my past and I will not bring that into my future. That's one part of my past that I wish that no-one will find out BOUT.

"She looks like it though"

I looked up from where I was sitting. Is… are they still talking about me?

"Yeah, her eyes just watered."

Psycho boys, watching my every movement! This is so backwards I am supposed to do that! Not some dumb boys. I mean hello!

"Why don't you go comfort her, lover boy" Lauren says. "I'm sure she'd love that!"

"What?"

"I'm going over to ask her what's wrong" says Ben

I watch him get up and walk over to me. My eyes watered again. He walks so much like… no I mustn't think about it. One of my tears fell on the paper that is on my desk… a few more followed. After that I couldn't hold myself together any more and I jus started sobbing quietly and my shoulders began to shake.

Ben was still coming but he paused once I started sobbing, but only for a moment. When he finally reached my desk I was sobbing uncontrollably. He touched my shoulder and I pulled a way to fast. His hand still thought there was a shoulder there for a moment. He lowered his hand and said I n a soft voice, "Bella are you ok? You seem so sad."

I wanted to yell, No Dip! I am not sobbing uncontrollably here. Oh no I'm not I just sitting here SOBBING UNCONTOLLABLY!!! Did I NOT look UNHAPPY?

I tried to respond to him but all what came out was, " I'm…" I chocked back another sob, " ok" I said this with my shoulders shaking and my voice wavering.

" Bella you are not. You have been sulking for two weeks." Then why did you tell me I SEEMED sad but what did you mean that you can see that I'm sad.

" I…I thought…I was…You look… like…I remembered…I…" I stopped speaking. I couldn't talk to him. I couldn't share my secrets. I couldn't. He wouldn't want me to. And… I can't. I tried to pull my self together for class, which was in, unbelievably, five more minuets and I have been here for ten. I hate late teachers. I stopped crying and sobbing. Ben wasn't doing much. He looked bewildered like he didn't know what to do. Which was understandable, he is only seventeen.

"You should go back to your friends. I'll be ok. Besides" I smiled at this, "you want to talk to Edward because he has been out for so long." I watched him have a distance look on his face. I can see very clearly that he wants to ketch-up with his friend that he has not been able to talk to or been near for the last few weeks. But he is torn with what Edward wants him to do and what he wants to do. "Go I'll be fine."

"You are not fine. Before I got here you were sobbing uncontrollably."

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