I sighed as I got out of Lucas' car into the cloudy morning. It had been such a long journey to get to Forks High but it was worth it. Most of the days would be either cloudy or rainy so we had lots of time to spend outdoors. I hated having to start over at a new place almost every three years. It took me that long to start to like a place. Lucas rubbed my arm reassuringly as we walked through the crowded car park. Cynthia, Callum and Freya trailed behind us taking in their new home. Lots of people stopped to stare at us with curious and awed eyes but we were used to this by now. Something metallic glinted out of the corner of my eye and I turned to see what it was. A silver Volvo was parked about six spaces down. I could feel a small pain in my mind, kind of like a paper cut though we would not have felt that at all. I shook my head trying to dispel the annoying feeling.

'Are you okay?' Lucas asked anxiously looking at my expression.

'Yeah, I'm fine. Just feel a little uncomfortable' I said trying to banish the worry that was plain on his face. He smiled down at me but it did not reach his eyes. I smiled back just as we entered the English building.

'We'll see you guys at dinner' Freya said cheerfully waving as she walked away with Callum by her side. Lucas bent down and kissed me on the cheek before walking away with the others.

'Come on then. Let's get this over with' I sighed. Cynthia smiled at me and pushed the door open to our class. Thankfully not everyone had entered the class yet so not as many curious eyes stared at us. Everyone was talking loudly seen as the teacher wasn't here so Cynthia and I sat at the very back of the class. One particular boy was staring at Cynthia and when she looked up he winked. She let a low growl slip through her teeth and he immediately turned away in fright. I glanced around the class and my eyes rested on one person sitting at the front. She was small, had pale skin and had short, pixie like hair. I looked through my memories to see if I had seen her before. She looked strangely familiar.

At that moment the teacher entered the room and the whole class fell silent. All the way through the class I couldn't take my eyes away from the mysterious girl. Next to me I heard Cynthia sniff the air. I sniffed too wondering what could have caught her attention. At first I couldn't smell anything apart from the sweet scent of human blood but as I investigated further I found that something was out of place. An unfamiliar scent entered my nostrils and instinctively I stiffened, ready to fight. Vampire I thought as Cynthia took in my rigid pose. But which one? My eyes moved back to the pixie haired girl and narrowed infinitesimally. She turned her head to stare out of the window and I could see her golden eyes. Something was painfully tugging at my memory but I just couldn't find out what. Cynthia turned to stone beside me as she found out who the vampire was and a low growl began to build in her chest.

'Don't' I whispered to her so quietly that only she could hear. Then as the pixie haired girl smiled at her neighbour a name shot through me like an electric current, one that I hadn't heard in over sixty years. Alice. Through all of the confusion and happiness that I felt there were also stabs of pain. Pain so intense that I almost fell off of my chair suddenly consumed my body. I had no idea where it was coming from but I knew it must be something to do with Alice. I searched through all my lost human thoughts to try and find a connection but my thoughts were too hazy.

'What's the matter, Bella? What's wrong?' Cynthia whispered worriedly. The pain must have been easy to read on my face.

I just shook my head unable to speak and closed my eyes in concentration. I must have known vampires in my human life. I must have known Alice and she was connected to something that happened. Something really bad. At that moment the bell rang and I slowly opened my eyes. Alice, in a movement that almost looked like dancing, gracefully walked out of the room. Cynthia stood up just as gracefully next to me and waited while I gathered my things. We swiftly left the classroom to find Lucas leaning against the wall.

'Lucas, we need to talk to you, urgently' Cynthia said in a low musical voice. He followed us outside until we were behind the canteen.

'What is it? Have you seen something?' Lucas asked and a trace of pain crept over her face.

'No, no. We think there are other vampires in this school. I mean apart from us' she said studying Lucas' alarmed expression.

'What are they feeding on?' he asked putting his arm protectively around my waist.

'Animals' I said before Cynthia could speak. 'I saw the girl, she had golden eyes'.

Lucas relaxed a little bit but his expression didn't change. He seemed to think about it before saying 'tell Callum and Freya to keep an eye out. We don't know if there dangerous yet'.

Cynthia nodded and walked towards her next lesson. It began to rain slightly as Lucas pulled me towards Spanish.

'What are we going to do if they are dangerous?' I asked, worry in my voice. Lucas took a stray stand of my hair and tucked it behind my ear before answering.

'I'm not sure. We'll have to be on our guard and we may have to move. I can't have you in danger but I promise I won't let them hurt you'.

He looked at me with his golden eyes and they melted into a pool. He kissed me briefly on the lips before we entered Spanish together and I grinned at Callum. He looked very uncomfortable with so many eyes staring so we decided to sit next to him.

'Did Cynthia explain the situation?' Lucas asked him quietly.

'Yeah. It sucks but I guess it make things a little more interesting than usual' he replied happily, he didn't seem the slightest bit stressed unlike Lucas.

I quickly looked around this class too, trying to find something that would help me understand my human mind a little better. Unfortunately I couldn't find anything but was slightly grateful, I didn't want the agony to return. The class went quickly to my delight, it was hard to watch someone try and teach you something you already knew, especially when you were better at it than them.

At lunch we sat at a round table that was closest to the windows. I stared at my food as the rest of my family discussed what they were going to so about the vampire. I only looked up when Alice entered the canteen. My family stopped talking and watched her warily. She glided gracefully toward a table where two other people sat. My sense of smell told me that they were both vampires. One was a mesmerizingly beautiful blonde female and the other was muscly with short brown hair. The painful tugging started again but it was worse than last time. Why couldn't I remember? This was so frustrating. Lucas saw my pained look and his expression mimicked it. He put his arm around my waist trying to comfort me. I leant my head against his chest and stared at the ceiling.

My family began the discussion again but in much lower voices. I let my mind wander trying my best to ignore the pain. Why was I feeling this way? If it was such an important memory wouldn't I of remembered it by now. I heard someone say my name and I listened carefully to what they were saying.

'I think there's something wrong with Bella. In English she acted the same way towards the girl. I've never seen her like this' it was Cynthia who was talking and she was speaking to Lucas trying her best to keep her voice low.

I stopped listening and casually looked around the canteen at all the humans eating their disgusting food. Hearing the door open I looked towards the entrance of the canteen. Two people entered, one was a male with longish blonde hair and the other was also a male with short bronze hair. As I stared at the second boy a name ripped through me like wildfire. I gasped and clutched the table for support. Lucas was frantically talking to me but I could hardly hear him through the ringing in my ears. The canteen around me became blurred and was spinning. My mind suddenly flooded with images and thoughts from my human life that I never could remember. I saw the bronze haired boy sitting down at a lunch table in this very canteen, him protecting me from a gang of men, glittering in the sun in our meadow, saving me from an evil vampire and telling me goodbye in a forest outside my own home. At the end his name burned through me again. Edward Cullen.

The pain was becoming unbearable though no sound escaped my lips. I gritted my teeth and tried to stop the room from spinning with no success. I could hear voices of my family around me but the ringing was still clear. I thought my head would explode.

'Edward' I whispered as I blacked out, cool hands catching me.