Chapter 1

Elisha's POV

Pitter patter, pitter patter.

This is going to be a great start to a great day. I know it's September and all but this just 'takes the biscuit'. I pulled my eyes open to the familiar sound of water on my window, the same sound I woke up to every single morning over the past 4 weeks, but today I felt my stomach turn in anxiety. I wonder how crap today will be on a scale of 1 to 10? Today was officially my first day of medical school. It was September the 24th, I had already skipped the first 2 weeks, but today my cousin is back home here in Forks, and there's no escaping. Not that I don't want to go, I love the subject, its been my ambition to be a doctor since my first hamster died and my mother refused to tell me why. I still wonder now….

My first year of medical school was a blast, I had great friends back home in the UK, but starting a new school year with new people being labeled as 'the Brit chick' didn't appeal to me much. Leaving my dad and my step mom behind, I left for life here hoping for hot surfer boys with hot American accents, instead, I turn out to be the most tanned which really does say something about the weather here. For the past month I'd been dreading this day, starting again at a new college, on a new continent, it's absolutely nerve wreaking.

Over the past month I haven't done anything exciting, just studying over what I learned last year and looking over what I expect to learn this year. Then I would fill the rest of my day my cleaning, bonding with my guardian Laura, doing laundry and reading, I did anything to keep myself busy. I had always been the same back at home with my mom, problem is my mom was the cook and I am the only person who could manage to screw up toast. Laura isn't the best cook either, so I have been living on a lot of take out food and sandwiches.

I pull my legs out of bed and waddled downstairs to where my cousin Laura was hastily drinking coffee whist looking at some paperwork.

"morning" I yawned. She just lifted her eyes to smile at me before turning to her work load. She was dressed and ready, wearing a black suit with her short black hair pulled into a ponytail with her glasses placed on her head.

For a 28 year old she had a high position at her law firm in Port Angeles and owned her own home (with the help of my aunt and uncle leaving it to her when they retired to Florida).

My mother died only 6 months ago in a car accident, which also drove me more eager to become a doctor. I bit my lip at the memory, blinking back the tears so Laura wouldn't notice. I tried not to think of her much, it was always me and my mom and now she's gone I'd never known loneliness like it. I had nobody to talk to, nobody I was really comfortable around. Then leaving England I left anyone who I had a chance of being close to.

I've been trying to convince myself that a fresh start in a new place would be best, I hoped leaving would help me forget, less places, objects and people to remind me of what I'd lost. I always kept myself busy, avoiding having nothing to do so I wouldn't get bored and have my mind drift off.

I lived with my mom and never spoke to my dad much, or my dads side of the family, it was always me and my mom. When I found out the news my dad offered to take me in. The problem with living with my dad is that there would be him, my step mom and their 3 year old and 12 year old, it would just be too much, I didn't want to add a 18 year old to the house. Then there was my aunt and uncle in Florida, but I'm honestly not up for living with senior citizens.

My decision was Laura, being young and living on her own, I thought it would be best to live here, for the company when I need it, and the space when she's gone.

"you had better be going in today, you've missed the first 2 weeks, you don't want to be falling behind when you haven't even started yet" Laura said with a hint of warning. I rolled my eyes and sighed. Why else would I be awake at 7:30am? I didn't even need to be reminded about having all this time off, it made my stomach turn knowing I was going to struggle catching up.

"you know I've been studying these past 2 weeks, I just haven't felt up to going in, there's too many people I don't know" I said pouring milk into my cereal.

"well you're not going to get to know people inside the four walls of this house either Elisha" she dropped her coffee cup in the sink before picking up her black leather brief case and pulling her glasses down from her head and onto her face.

"I will be back at 8 tonight" I attempted a smile with a mouth full of my breakfast then she turned and was out the front door.

Today I had to be prepared, I had to have all my books, notepad, memory stick, I packed everything in my new very big D&G bag(guilt present from my dad before I left home). I felt like Lindsey Lohan with such a fabulous bag, which is what I was aiming for, today I will be needing all the confidence I could get. With all the nerves and worry it had taken me half an hour to decide I was going to wear my tight JLo hugging jeans and a white plain t-shirt. Looking out the window it would seem that I will need to take my white winter coat too. The weather being dull and muggy, the sky had a layer of cloud and I couldn't see a slither of sunlight, but it's okay, I'm British, I'm used to it. I threw on a pair on timberlands, made my way to the door and there she was. This weather doing not justice for the beauty that was sat in the driveway.

With a big smile on my face, I ran my finger along the window of my shiny Ford Focus, not the best car I know, and not brand new either, but still I was in love with my black, shiny, four wheeled baby. I hopped in a with my directions in hand and I made my way Washington University in school of medicine.

Edward's POV

This bites, more than Emmett when he's irritating grizzly's. I sat in my Volvo reading up on today's subjects anatomy and physiology, then basic medicine. Sadly this is my second year of medicine school and to be honest I don't know how Carlisle did it without losing his mind, since following in his footsteps to be a doctor and enrolling at this place I've gained a whole new respect for him. Medical school is damn hard! Although its not like I just jumped in feet first, 5 years ago I lost the one thing I treasured most in this pathetic existence on mine.

I can't even mention the name because it drags me back to a place I've worked so hard to pull myself out of. Not thinking anymore of it I did abit of traveling, Italy being the first place I thought, maybe she would appear out of thin air again like last time, but I very much doubt it, I know for sure that this time she was gone and she's not coming back. So after my traveling I came home back to forks and with the help of my family I pulled myself together again and to make something of myself I came here, Washington University in school of medicine.

Of course with the help of Carlisle I was the best in the class, always getting the top score, everyone was sick of me now, hated me because I was so anti-social and because I was just better than them. My main priority now was becoming a doctor like Carlisle and trying to help others the same way he does, maybe saving souls will be enough to make me feel better about myself.

I sighed, letting my book drop down into my back pack and pulled myself out of my Volvo. That's when I froze, I smelt it. That same smell reacting with my tongue, it made me hungry and pained me in my chest. It smelt like her but with more sweetness and sugar, not as many flowers as how she smelt, but still, the closets I've come across. I froze in my spot smelling it come closer and then I noticed a new car had pulled in a few spots down from mine. It was a black Ford. I stepped back waiting nervously to see the person the smell belong to, the smell that made my tongue dance, the smell that made my dead, none beating heart break. It was a girl, she looked only in her late teens and with long golden hair, a soft face with big brown eyes, she looked just how she tasted, beautiful.

She walked in my direction towards the school and acknowledged me standing there in shock. I clenched my jaw and hastily turned and walked away as quick as possible without giving away my family secrete. How could I be thinking such things when only 5minutes ago I was thinking of her? I almost made myself sick, to think I could nearly forget her, even for those few moments. I couldn't deny that the new girl bought me a feeling of déjà vu. This is going to be interesting, but what are the chances she's in any of my classes?

"Guys, I would like you to meet our new student joining us from England, Elisha Valentine" my lecturer Mr. Brooks announced. Fuck, fuck, fuckedy, fuck, fuck. This cannot be happening.

I sat in my seat fuming to myself, this is just my luck! She walked in gently, blushing a tone of pink at the cheeks, smiling a tiny smile and then made her way up a few aisles until she reached row 5, the row 5 I was sitting in. As she caught a glimpse of my face I could see that recognition hit her, she remembered me from the car lot. Her eyes wide and slightly confused as she tentatively sat down a small 4 seats right from me. They really need more funding to me these lecture halls bigger. I leaned as far away from her direction as possible without jumping in the seat next to me. This is déjà vu.

"okay boys and girls, what we shall be looking at today is, the composition of lymph" he said with a smile. This is great, something I already know.

Every now and then I would steal a look over at her, her long hair falling over her face every time she'd tried brushing it back. She was writing in her note book and took a quick glance every few minutes to look at Mr. Banner. After a long hour and 30 minutes (or to me a lifetime), we were given a test on the subject of our last class. I couldn't sit there any longer, I had to get out, away from this new girl out of the range of her scent.

For a few brief moments my mind would drift away from where I was and I would fantasize I was with her once again, during out happy times and our bad. I'm sure people around could tell I was distracted, I couldn't stop what I was feeling on the inside, show on the outside. When I reminisced our time in the meadow a smile crept on my face. When I recalled her feelings when my family and I left, I could feel that pain show all over my face. I knew it had killed her, almost as much as it did me when I went away.

"okay guys place your test papers on my desk and then you can all go" Mr. Banners voice broke into my thoughts.

Briskly I went down the aisle to my left so I could avoid her. I threw my test paper onto Mr. Banners desk and walked out with the same speed I entered the school with. Not looking back at her face, trying to erase her from my day, her smell just ate away at me. Then something occurred to me, I couldn't hear what she was thinking, this is creeping me out. Damn it, this is a great start to a great day….not!