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MEETING

Bella

Sitting on my bed I looked up at Edward, who was fiddling with my hair. Tonight was an average Friday night; Mr Banner had given me a ton of biology homework and, since Edward had refused to do it for me, I was wasting my time with Edward with my head buried inside a biology book. Ever since I had met Edward my life had changed and turned around completely. But now things had a semblance of normality about them and I was happy with my new family and totally amazing and gorgeous boyfriend. Suddenly the doorbell rang and ruined my concentration which was already limited by Edward's proximity, and I was relieved to have a distraction. I ran down the stairs and called to Charlie "I'll get it!"

I opened the door and the young girl in front of me looked up at me. She was beautiful, and her jet-black hair reached all the way down her back. The contrast between her face and her hair was shocking, and her eyes were like chips of coal but they glittered like black diamonds from the light above my head. She wore a long white top that showed off her perfect figure over casual blue jeans and on her feet she had white stilettos. I was surprised she could walk around in them without falling over, as I surely would.

I guessed from her height that she was around 16 years old, but her face was innocent and without any stress lines on her forehead that reminded me of a child. She smiled, and the light glinted off perfect white teeth. I was almost certain that she was a vampire, and the idea scared me.

"Um...I'm looking for Charlie Swan?" Her voice was high-pitched and musical. I just stared at her stupidly. Why was she here? If she was a vampire, did she want to kill Charlie? She looked confused, then spoke again.

"I'm sorry, I'm Sydney." She stretched out her hand for a handshake. I took her hand and unexpectedly felt warmth. Her hand was cold, but not as cold as a vampire. I relaxed, she wasn't a vampire after all. Of course her hand was cold, it was Forks after all and she wasn't wearing gloves. But how could anyone be that beautiful yet not be a vampire?

I smiled at her. "I'm Bella Swan, my dad's in the living room, come in."

She smiled her perfect smile. "Sydney," she repeated, and came in. I shut the door and led her into the living room where Charlie was, as always, watching a baseball game. She seemed nervous, agitated in some way as she saw Charlie.

"Who was it Bells?" asked my dad, not turning around. Sydney hesitated at the door, her face undecided.

"A girl called Sydney, Dad. She's here to see you."

Charlie turned in his seat, saw Sydney and stood up, putting the TV on mute with the remote at the same time.

She smiled, nervous and a little sheepish. "Hi Dad," she said very quietly, yet not in a whisper. A gleaming diamond rolled down her face. I froze. Had she just called Charlie Dad? What? I didn't have a sister; I would have been told if I had. Surely they would have told me. Wouldn't they?

Charlie stared at her. His mouth was hanging open. "You-you can't be, you can't be my Sydney..."

"It's me, Dad."

Her smile faded as he made no move towards her. He just stood there, looking shell-shocked. Behind me, I felt Edward standing where he hadn't been half a second before. Then Charlie crossed the room at a run and grabbed Sydney. He hugged her tightly and the tears flowed freely down her face.

"You didn't tell me you had a sister," Edward whispered accusingly. I turned, and his face was puzzled. "I don't, I mean, maybe I do now, I don't know, I never thought I did," I whispered back in total bewilderment. My thoughts were in total chaos. A sister? Renee never told me about a sister.

Charlie looked up at me and Edward, and let go of Sydney. She turned around to face us. Something flickered in her eyes as she saw Edward, there for just a moment, but I recognised it. Recognition. I puzzled over it, but then stopped as Charlie began to speak.

"Bells, this is your sister, Sydney." He swallowed, and then went on. "Your mother went through a depression when Sydney was born. She-she put her up for adoption."

I felt stunned. Edward wrapped his arms around me. Sydney looked surprised, then annoyed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I demanded.

"We thought that you would get upset if we told you." Charlie's face was guilty.

"I am upset, Dad!"

Charlie looked away. I stared at the girl. Sydney. My sister. I could barely take it in. I could feel Edward's body, and it was tense. I knew that he was feeling exactly the same as I was. It comforted me to not be alone.

"I suppose she'll be staying the night then?" I asked Charlie. He looked to Sydney for an answer.

"Yes, if it's not too much trouble," she replied, her sweet voice worried.

"No it's fine. Do you mind sleeping on the sofa?"

"No."

"OK then." I turned away past Edward and up the stairs. I knew that Edward was following me.

I took some sheets, blankets and a pillow, and then began walking back down the stairs. I could barely see where I was going over the pile in my hands, and stumbled once. Edward caught me, then silently took the pile from me. He didn't say anything until I had finished making up the sofa. Sydney and Charlie had moved to the kitchen. I could hear their voices through the door.

"There's something wrong with her," Edward stated.

"Oh, Edward, honestly, she's my...sister." I hesitated to say the word

"A sister you never knew you had until today."

"That's not the point, Edward!"

"Then what is?" he asked, maddeningly calm.

I held up a hand as I thought of how to answer him.

"She's my sister," I said slowly. "It doesn't matter that I never knew I had one. What does matter is that she's family. I don't think I can explain it right, but I already love her, because she's my sister. You probably won't understand."

Edward regarded me coolly. "You're right. I don't understand." He glanced up at the clock. "And I have to go now. My family will definitely be interested in this."

"Won't Alice already know?"

"I doubt that she was paying attention." He paused, and then went on. "The girl has your gift. Weaker, but strong enough that I can only just make out the colour of her emotions. "

"Then she's definitely my sister."

He nodded grudgingly, then kissed my forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered, his cool breath caressing my face. Then he was gone, and I heard the front door close softly. I didn't have to look out the window to know that he would be in his car and gone from the street in record time.

I took a deep breath, and entered the kitchen with a nervous smile on my face., already decided that I would take an early night.

I opened my eyes. It was morning, and I could hear the softpitter-patter of rain on my window. I uncurled myself from the foetal position I usually slept in and stretched. Then I remembered the events of yesterday. It was extraordinary. I thought I was good with the unusual, but obviously not. Though what I'd told Edward last night was true. I did love Sydney, the same way I loved Renee and Charlie. But still, having a sister just walk through the door...

I dressed quickly in jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt and a warm jumper. I brushed my hair as well as I could and examined myself critically in the mirror before I deemed myself presentable. Then I walked downstairs. Sydney and Charlie were already up, and a delicious smell wafted through the kitchen door, making my stomach rumble. I breathed the smell in deeply. Cinnamon.

I entered and saw Sydney and Charlie reading, Charlie his newspaper and Sydney her book. Inwardly I smiled. So she was a reader as well, then. She looked up, and smiled at me.

"Hey, Bella!" she said enthusiastically. I grinned back. Her face was so lit and sweet that I couldn't resist, even if I hadn't wanted to.

"Morning Syd, Dad."

"Morning Bells." Charlie didn't look up. "Syd made cinnamon buns. They're amazing."

Sydney blushed, her face fully red like mine was when I blushed. "I try," she replied modestly. She put down her book. I read the title, Dracula, a Bram Stoker novel. Vampire book. Probably a coincidence. She offered me a plate of buns. I took one and bit deeply into it. Delicious.

"You should cook more often, Syd," I remarked.

"Yes, but I've learnt never to cook with Charlie already." Her eyes glinted mischievously and we shared a laugh.

"Hey, cut it out," Charlie complained.

I stayed with them for ten more minutes, then rushed out the house so as not to be late for school. Edward didn't pick me up today, so I took the truck. I was glad of the truck's protection as the never ceasing rain poured from the sky. I reached school in good time.

I didn't see Edward's Volvo in the parking lot, so I just went to class. It wasn't until lunch that I finally saw him, sitting at a table across the cafeteria with Alice. I got a sandwich and a soda, then headed over to sit with them.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a sister?" Alice asked, a little annoyed, before I had even sat down.

"I didn't know," I replied defensively. "Besides, you should have seen it before it happened."

"I was hunting."

"Hello Bella," Edward inserted before Alice could elaborate any further. My favourite crooked smile flashed across his face. "I sorry I couldn't pick you up for school today, but I had to stop Jasper and Emmett from visiting your house to see the girl."

"It's fine." I answered his smile with one of my own. His eyes were topaz today. "But her name is Sydney."

"I know."

"Then I'd like you to use it."

He shot me a half annoyed look, then corrected himself. "Yes, Sydney."

"This is obviously an unexpected development for us," interjected Alice. "We're not sure how this is going to work, because obviously she's going to be around a lot more than Charlie. She might, like you, end up finding out the truth about us. We can't allow that to happen."

I bit into my sandwich and swallowed. "Then don't hang around her that much. Just when necessary, and to be polite."

"Yes." Alice gazed at me earnestly. "But we're going to have to be careful."

"You know I will."

"Yes, I do." She smiled, and changed the subject. "So when are you coming round again? I know Esme would love to see you again..."

And that pretty much ended our Sydney conversation.

A week passed.

I got to know my sister a lot better over those seven days. I found out that she was 15, going on 16. She'd lived with two foster families in two different states before she'd found us. And, as I got know her better, I started noticing things, little things, like the way something in her eyes changed when her mood changed, and the way her whole body smiled when she was happy. She helped me with the cooking and cleaning, and I knew that she was becoming more comfortable.

At school, Alice, Jasper and Emmett constantly badgered me with questions about Sydney. Jasper didn't seem convinced that Sydney wasn't a threat. Edward adopted a silently hostile attitude whenever he was around her. He avoided her whenever possible. When I confronted him about this, he merely said "I don't like her," then distracted me with a kiss.

The day came for Sydney to start school. I really hoped that she wouldn't get freaked out by all the people waiting to meet her. Her arrival had been even more looked forward to than mine, given her circumstances. On the morning in question, she came in early to my room, dressed casually in jeans and a chequered shirt to wake me up.

"How long have you been up?" I asked, my voice fuzzy with sleep.

She laughed. "I don't know...I got up, made my bed, cooked breakfast and had a shower, so I'm guessing pretty early."

I groaned and rubbed my eyes. "Why'd you get up so early? No normal, sane human being does that."

She looked like she was enjoying some private joke as she answered. "I couldn't sleep."

"Well, now I can't. Get out so I can get changed." When she didn't move, I threw my pillow at her. She dodged with ease, then, laughing, closed the door.

15 minutes later we hurried out of the house, through the sleeting rain and into the warm interior of the truck. Sydney seemed a bit nervous. "What's it like, school?"

"It'll be fine," I reassured her. "I won't be in any of your classes, because you're a freshman, but you can sit with me at lunch if you want." She nodded, and looked out the window. We drove in silence until I parked. Sydney gracefully slipped out the car, and walked with me over to where Edward was waiting.

"Hello Bella,...Sydney," he greeted us. I didn't miss the slight pause before he said Sydney's name, but didn't say anything.

"Hi Edward." I smiled at him. His lips curved upwards in response. Sydney stayed silent.

"Aww, don't worry," I told her and gave her a hug. "You'll be fine, and I'll see you at lunch if you haven't already got some friends."

She nodded again, then walked off towards the main office.

"Don't worry about her," murmured Edward in my ear. "She'll be fine."

"What's your problem with her anyway?" I demanded, spinning to face him. "You've hated her from the beginning. Why?"

He looked uncomfortable. "She smells weird. Not human. Not vampire either. She doesn't look human. Weird."

"She's human," I insisted, although a part of me was slightly worried about this.

"I know, love."

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