This fits somewhere in New Moon

This is the first chapter of my others…

Chapter - New Faces My alarm clock rung, and I slowly got out of bed. I pulled on my jeans on and my blue jumper I had bought with Angela. Angela was a great person to go shopping with. I usually hated clothes shopping, but going with Angela was fun. I hadn't had a proper girly day out for ages. It felt nice to be around a human, and not to talk about anything supernatural. I grabbed my cell phone, purse and shoved them into my bag. I ran the brush through my long, wavy hair and slid in a hairgrip. I walked down stairs, to find a note on the kitchen table waiting for me. Charlie had written it. He would be working late, so he would be home at roughly 10:30pm. I stuffed the note in my jeans. I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and headed for the door. He was there, waiting.

"Good morning, Bella" Edward said, beautifully.

"Hello" I answered, casually. He gave me a smile, and in no time at all, he was closing the door behind me. I sat there in silence. I still couldn't get over his speed. Sometimes it wasn't as extraordinary as other times, but it was still outstanding.

We arrived at school, and Angela and Eric greeted me. Edward stepped out of the Volvo and his arm was instantly round my waist. I felt my heart skip a beat, even though he held me all the time.

"Hi Bella!" Eric announced, cheerfully.

"Bella! Guess what? Apparently we have a new girl coming into our class!" Angela interrupted, excitedly.

"Really? What's she like?" I asked, curiously.

"Not sure, but Jessica said she saw her waiting in the main office".

The bell rang and we all hurried to our first lesson, English. The first three lessons past quickly, and it was soon lunchtime. I couldn't wait to meet the new girl.

Hand in hand, Edward and I headed for the cafeteria. When we arrived, I looked over to where we all usually sat for lunch. And no surprise, Eric was sat, exchanging cell phone numbers, with a girl I didn't recognise. It was the new girl. Edward held me close, and we strolled over to the table.

"Hello, I'm Bella, and this is Edward," I gestured. We sat down opposite her. The girl looked at me and gave me a small smile. She then looked over to Edward, and I could tell her jaw wanted to drop. I didn't blame her. He was the most beautiful boy ever existed.

"Hi. I'm Colette. I just moved here from Jacksonville, with my mom, and brother," she introduced, shyly. A sudden surprised feeling hit me. Jacksonville - the home of Phil and my mum. The word made me think of her. Jacksonville. I missed her so much, but I knew I would hate moving over there. There were too many reasons why, but one for sure, Edward. I couldn't leave him now. He was my other half. My soul mate. My predator. This thought made me squeeze his hand. He squeezed back. A huge grin spread across my face.

I looked back at Colette. She was a small girl, with straight brown hair. Her big, bright, blue eyes lit up her face, and her rosy cheeks matched her red hair band. She was pretty, but was nothing compared to the Cullen's. Colette seemed a friendly girl, and I hoped I could make friends with her soon. I needed some more human friends.

When I arrived home, I invited Edward inside, since Charlie would be out for a few hours. He followed me in and closed the door behind himself. We went upstairs into my room, and I flung my bag onto my desk.

"Oh no, I have a stack of homework. I will never finish it for tomorrow… Oh no! Mike has the extra sheets! I needed them for help. " I complained, miserably. Edward laughed and his crooked smile crept onto his face.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked confused, and slightly annoyed. He just smiled at me and I glared back. He laughed once more and approached me. He grabbed me in his arms, and stuck to me like a magnet.

"Bella, did I ever tell you that you're incredibly cute when you're annoyed?" he said, while gazing into my big brown eyes, still smiling. I frowned and tried to pull away from his grip. It was impossible. His iron arms held me there like I was a prisoner. I gave up, trying to escape. We were both silent for a moment. Then I felt his soft cold lips press against the top of my head. I tilted my head so I could see his amazing face.

"Bella, I will never stop loving you. I love you when you're sad, happy, and even annoyed. That will never change," he admitted. I just started at him. I really did love him. And I always would. I was in love with him. And nothing could change that.

Edward stayed the whole night. I hung to his marble chest like a kola, while I drifted of to sleep. His breathing seemed perfectly in time with mine and I felt more calm than I ever had been.

The next morning, we drove to school and this time, were greeted by Eric, Angela and Colette. They all had huge grins across their faces, and I felt welcome and liked.

"Morning, Bella" Colette cheerily said. She looked like she had been to this school since we had. She seemed to be quickly fitting in.

***

It was Friday night, and I was getting ready for my date with Edward. He insisted he wanted to take me out somewhere, so he said that the cinema would be perfect. I had talked it over with Charlie, and I had finally persuaded him to agree.

"What time's Edward coming for you?" Charlie shouted up the stairs.

" Six o'clock I think. He will be here soon," I replied. I was just pulling on my new top, which Alice had given me, and I walked over to my dressing table mirror. My hair looked dull and boring down. I wore it like that everyday. While I thought about my appearance, I rummaged around for a bag. I finally found one at the back of my wardrobe; it was the purple leather one I bought in Port Angeles a few months ago. It was a bag with a long strap. The doorbell rang and I hooked the bag over my shoulder. I didn't have enough time to do all my hair, so I quickly plaited it on my way downstairs. I never wore a plait, but today I thought I would give it a try.

"Hello Bella. Ready?" Edward paused "…Your hair…it's different."

"Do you like it?" I asked, worried he didn't like it.

"It looks lovely. It suits you. You look beautiful," he answered back.

I felt relived and shouted to Charlie that I was going.

When we got outside, I flung myself at him. I kissed his cold, soft lips with mine and smiled cheerfully.

"Wow…" he said, amazed. "Did you miss me?"

"Of course I did," I admitted, embarrassed.

Obviously he drove. His car smelt almost like him, but not as addicting. I looked over to his stunning face. It was beautiful, and I still couldn't get over the fact he was mine. Forever. He belonged to me. My eyes traced his perfectly shaped lips, and his pale pointed nose. He caught me staring at him.

"Is something wrong?" Edward asked in a curious tone. I quickly tried to think of an excuse.

"Are we nearly there?" I asked, relived inside.

"Almost, but…are you sure you want to see the film?"

"Sure, sure. It looks great. Anyway, Colette said it was very romantic and she loved it."

"I thought you hated romantic films" Edward said, puzzled. I didn't say anything in return. He quietly laughed under his breath. A smirk played around the corner of his mouth.

"What?" I asked, thinking he knew I really did hate them. His lips stayed closed, so I tried to ignore his previous laughter.

As always, he was right, I hated romantic films. I hated every second of them. I preferred action or thriller movies. Anything compared to a couple walking down the beach, holding hands. I knew I was in love, but it was so much more than it is in films. The directors think they get the right feelings, but they don't have the slightest idea of what love is. People think they know it well, but really, you only know, once you have experienced it yourself. But I know that if I were to write a list of all the feelings I felt for Edward, I would run out of things to write on. He was my life now. So, if going to see a romantic film, meant I would be with Edward for an extra two hours, then I would watch a romantic film.

I walked into the cinema, with my own god right beside me. A long thin queue tailed all the way around the cinema, and disappointment hit me.

"We will never get tickets in time for the film", I complained. I looked up at his wonderful face. Edward flashed me a gleaming, white smile.

"Alice told me the queue would be huge, so I decided to pre-book them."

Obviously he had booked them. He didn't want to miss this for the world. Everyday since last Wednesday, he had been talking non-stop about it. He said it would be like a 'real human date'. Alice had been talking about it too. Saying that she had never been to the cinema before, and would love to go. I invited Jasper and her, but unfortunately, Jasper had planned to go hunting that night with Emmett, so he couldn't make it. So Alice decided to stay at home.

After we bought some popcorn – which only I would be eating, we went to find a seat. Sitting on the back row was my favourite, so we decided to sit there. I took off my jacket and placed my bag on the floor. The film began and everyone became quiet little silhouettes. Meanwhile, Edward stretched out his arm and pulled it round me. I snuggled into his warm woolly jumper, and slid my warm, soft hand into his cold marble hand. His grip felt like there had been a chain wrapped around our hands, then had been tightened and locked with a padlock. I looked up at him, and he was already staring at me. I produced a small little smile, and then sank my head back into his jumper. I didn't want the moment to end.

After about twenty minutes into the film, a group of boys hurdled into the cinema. There was about four of them, making a great deal of noise, so everyone turned around to see what the commotion was about. A couple of them laughed, then they all sat down. Unluckily for me, they sat down a chair away from me, which made me very uncomfortable. Edward felt me stiffen, so he pulled me closer and whispered in my ear.

"I'm here. Don't worry, their just looking for attention".

I felt slightly better, but still quite self-conscious. They continued to be rowdy, and the boy closest to me, started looking at me in a strange way. I could feel my cheeks starting to burn pink, but I didn't really have a good explanation why. I turned away, and this time, fixed my eyes on the screen. The film made no sense, but I suppose I had been paying little attention to it.

Suddenly a voice alerted me.

"RUN!" the low, loud voice shouted. The group of boys darted out the cinema door, and instantly Edward was tossing me over his shoulder. A could see the darkness spinning round me, while he rushed me out of the cinema. He carried me out to the foyer and placed me in front of him. Confusion was all over my face.

"Bella, listen to me. He has your handbag; he took it when you weren't looking. He's heading for the park." Edward informed me.

"But…but…how do know where he's going?" I asked, still puzzled and in shock.

"I read his thoughts. He was staring at your bag, and then it was his. I threw you over my shoulder and tried to run after him." He explained, quickly.

I was too stunned to say anything. All I could do was stare at his wonderful face.

"He must be near the park by now. You take my car, and I'll run. I will chase him to the fountain. Meet me there." He insisted. I felt his iron arms on my back, and then his lips against mine. Then it was over in a second.

"See you soon. Be as fast, but as careful as possible," he whispered into my hair, and placed something in my hand. Then he was gone. I looked in my hand. They were his keys to his Volvo.

After that, I dashed outside and I frantically looked for the car. Once I finally found it, I dived in and started the engine. I must have looked mad, driving down the highway at nearly law-breaking speed.

I sped round the corners, looking out for Edward, the gang, police and pedestrians. The last thing I wanted was to hit someone. Signs for the park started to appear. My heart was pounding in my chest like it was about to burst. My arms were trembling on the steering wheel. I was getting closer. Edward was pictured in my head. Running at the speed of light, after a thief with my handbag.

I could see the park. I screeched into a parking space and jumped out the car. My legs were aching and my head was spinning. I was in the park. There were signs in the distance, but I couldn't work out what they were saying. Then I saw one for the fountain. I raced in that direction. I could see the fountain. I parked up and dashed inside the park. I saw a figure sitting on a bench, wearing jeans. He was holding a purple bag. That was my bag. I knew it was Edward. I shouted and ran towards him, shattered and relieved.

"Edward! Edward! You found it!" I shouted over, and over again.

Edward looked at me. But it wasn't Edward. It was the boy with my bag. He looked similar to Edward from a distance, but nothing like him closer up. I had got it horribly wrong. It was definitely not Edward. The figure stood up and turned around, so his back was facing me. He started to run.

"No! Don't go! Please, give me my bag back!" I pleaded, loudly. The boy ignored me and carried on running.

I signed. I knew I wouldn't get it back now. I looked at him. He was a fast runner - much faster than me. Not as fast as Edward though. That reminded me of him. Where was he?

I looked back up again and saw the boy, but this time, still with his back to me, was approaching me. He was baking away from something. Something tall, and thin. Something wearing grey. Something with a pale ghostly skin.

It was Edward.

"Edward!" I screamed. "Edward!"

Edward looked over at me and turned back to the boy. His mouth moved but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I ran over to the fountain, where they were. When I finally reached them, I flung myself at Edward.

"Edward. Edward. Edward!" I repeated while I clung to his chest. He stroked my hair, and then pushed me to the side of him. The boy from the gang was still stood there, holding my handbag, staring at us.

"I believe you have something of hers" Edward said, politely.

The boy stayed quiet, but stared at Edward. He took a step backwards.

"Give me the bag," Edward ordered. Again, the boy was silent. Then Edward gave him a frightening glare, which even I was scared of. I stared in horror as Edward's eyes instantly turned to black. I looked over to the boys face and, to my surprise, was completely unreadable. No sign of him being scared or terrified, crossed his face. He was completely blank.

"I am not going to make that mistake again, here take it. I won't run," said a small voice, coming from the boy's mouth. I could tell that Edward was quite surprised at the rebound. I think he was expecting the boy to run, but he showed no shock in his eyes, and said:

" Thank you...if you don't mind me asking…what did you mean about making a mistake?"

The boy handed over the handbag to Edwards pale palm, and signed. He walked over to the wooden bench and sat down.

I looked up at Edward, what did the boy mean? Edward looked as confused as I did. I felt a cold arm hook around my waist, and he pulled me along beside him. We walked over to the boy.

The boy was tall, but not as tall as Edward. His eyes were bright blue and his hair was blonde and spiky. The tone of his skin matched his eyes and so did his gelled hair.

The boy sighed again, and began to tell his story…

"It all happened two years ago. Do you remember that film that came out, called Vampire Killers? Well, anyway, my girlfriend Chloe and I went to go and see it. It was full of blood and gore, and it was a fantastic film. Chloe didn't like it; she said it was too scary. But I loved it!

After the film, we decided to cut through the local park on the way home. It was about eleven o'clock, and it was very cold. The park seemed spooky it self. As we walked, hand in hand, it seemed quiet; too quiet.

I tried to make small talk about the film to keep us distracted from the ear-piercing silence.

'So, what did you think of the vampires? They scare you?'

'They were horrible creatures! I hated them. Everyone in film the film did. They deserved to be killed; they were truly awful things.' Chloe answered me.

Then suddenly we heard something in the bushes. Something dived out from the bushes. The figure's bright red hair was down to her waist, which looked like an actual flame, flickering in the wind. Her pale skin looked unreal, it was the colour of snow. Bright red lips stood out on her face, and her eyes were the colour of midnight. Jet Black. She stared at Chloe and I, and began to approach us. Then she said something. Her voice was like a song being sung by a choir. It was beautiful. She was beautiful. She looked at Chloe.

'You think that the vampires deserve to be killed? Do you realise what you said? Vampires aren't only in films. They're here…' the beautiful girl's voice trailed off.

She dived for Chloe. I watched in horror as the red haired goddess bit into the love of my life. Chloe screamed and fell to the floor. I screamed her name over and over again. Then the girl looked at me. Her eyes terrified me. Then I knew I would have to do something I knew I would regret. I ran. I ran from the girl. I ran from Chloe - who was now dieing. I ran as fast as I could. But somehow, the goddess caught up with me. She faced me. I had my back to Chloe, and I knew I couldn't look back, because if I did, I would break down. Cry. Cry forever.

The girl glared at me with unforgivable eyes. My heart was going crazy in my chest and I felt like I wanted to run away again. But my feet were glued the grass. I couldn't move. Then, the extraordinary girl was suddenly distracted. It was Chloe behind me. The girl carried on staring at her. Then something incredible happened. Right in front of my very own eyes, the girl's eyes changed colour, from jet black, to bloodthirsty red. I stared at her. She was still looking at my dieing girlfriend. I stood with my back to Chloe, and then ran again. I had to get away from the terrifying girl. I was brave enough to turn around. I expected to see the beautiful girl, approaching me. But she wasn't. She was sat by Chloe; drinking from her neck. My heart felt like it had stopped beating."

The boy looked up at Edward. His eyes were full of tears.

"So, that is why I said I didn't want to make that mistake again – running from a person I didn't know. It would also bring back to many bad memories of that night."

I couldn't believe what I had heard. The girl. Red hair. Pale skin. Red eyes. It was Victoria.

"What did your family say?" Edward asked, curiously.

"I didn't tell them. I told them I had broken up with Chloe and didn't want to see her anymore. But my sister, Colette, didn't believe me." He admitted.

I suddenly felt really strange. I felt like something was complete. He said Colette; she was the new girl in my year at school. They were related! I stiffened and I felt Edward pull me even closer to him.

"We have met Colette, she seems friendly. If she didn't believe you, what did she think?" Edward asked, curiously.

"She didn't tell me what she thought. But I know she doesn't believe that we broke up," he told us. My mind started wondering. If Colette didn't believe him, what did she believe? Did she know something she wasn't supposed to? What was her theory? All the thinking started to make me drowsy. My eyes kept closing, but I was fighting to keep them open. I sighed deeply, and snuggled my head into Edwards, cold, marble chest. I looked over to the boy.

"What's your name?" I asked. I hadn't realised that we knew all this information and not his name. It felt silly not to know it.

"Freddy" he replied.

I smiled and snuggled back into Edward's icy body.

"I think its time we went home," he said to Freddy.

Freddy smiled and began to turn away.

"Goodnight Freddy, and I hope you arrive home safely," Edward called after him. Freddy laughed a nervous laugh, and walked into the darkness. Then Edward scooped me up, and held me in his arms, tightly.

"You're tired. I will take you home. Charlie will think the film will have finished. I will drop you off and return when Charlie's snoring." And, in no time at all, we were at my front door.

"What about your car?" I asked, as he placed me on the porch step.

"I will run and get it and drive it back to my house. Then I will come straight back to see you. Goodnight. See you soon." He replied. I rose onto my tiptoes and kissed his icy cheek and stepped inside.

Light from the television was shining onto the hall wall, so I knew Charlie was still watching the sport. When I walked into the sitting room, he was laid across the sofa. He hadn't moved since I had left.

"Hello Bella, have a good time? Was the film good?" he asked.

"Yeh… it was fun" I answered. It felt strange that he thought I had been at the cinema the whole time. But really, I had been driving round town, and running in the local park. And I thought to myself. Charlie would never know the Cullen's secret. Or so I hoped so.