SUMMARY :

Bella Swan finds herself drawn to the new guy at school only to know that his deepest darkest secret is that he's from the future. His family lives on a planet thousands of light years away from Earth. She finds herself caught in the game of life and tries to be brave as life unleashes all of its dire secrets on her. She's always grown up as an only child and pretty much despised her life due to the lack of siblings. In her love's world she learns that she's not alone.. What she doesn't know is that her own sister is also in love with the guy she madly loves..

Planet Cullenora.

Chapter 1 – A Blast From The Past?

BPOV.

It was coming down in buckets outside. Although this happens on a daily basis, here in Forks, I felt so deviated to watch the rain. Sure, you could say I would've gotten used to this. I was. But now, it just didn't feel right. It was the zillionth time I was looking out of the window, speculating about the sudden strangeness I'd been feeling. Things seemed not so off-base. Until last night. Until I woke up from a nightmare. I swear I remember no details. I just remember seeing something. Like a tower, and then.. a boy. About my age, maybe. And then running away from something. I repeat, not a person. Something.

Right now, as I gaze at the drops of water splattering against my window, I feel like my house just was not the place I wanted to be. Or like.. Something was missing in my life. Like I belonged elsewhere. Have you ever felt like you could explain nothing in your life? The strangeness you're feeling or the discontent? Even if your life was so flawless and perfect? NO?

Well, you just found a person. I haven't been through worse. I feel like taking the pillow and beating the crap out of it. It just makes me throw a childish tantrum. Although that would lead me nowhere; answer none of those puzzling queries in my head.

*Flashback*

(A/N : Bella's nightmare : Remember, Bella doesn't remember any of it! Just so you guys know! This is sorta essential!)

It was my last day on Earth. I knew that. Which I'm telling you, is so much beyond peculiar. How I already knew it, I mean.

I was sauntering around my house, brooding that my life was going to end in a matter of 24 hours. There was so much left to do and so little time. Although I didn't know what "so much" meant. I didn't know, but I just did, you know?

Friends. Family. Beatitude and ecstasy. I didn't wanna leave so soon. So abruptly. I mean I was going to die, alright. But.. that's just friggin' ridiculous! How is that gonna happen? I didn't know the answer, but I knew what was coming for me. Death.

So very eerie.

But I had to live through the day to find out what happened. Ok, so how was I gonna spend it? Waves of mystery washed through the air, and I instinctively knew I had options. As in I could choose who I'd spend my last day with. My heart crashed at the last three words. But I had no clue what was telling me all of this. I just felt like, I had no idea. I just had to keep moving, waiting for it to get me. Dunno what "it" meant. But then again, I almost knew I didn't wanna spend my day with my friends or family.

I know, it all sounds so pinheaded, yet.

Ok, it all happened in a blur, but I'm positive I was standing in some ancient place. It seemed like an endemic castle or something. The walls were made from caramel bricks. Nothing but them covered the walls in which ever direction I turned my head. This place seemed vaguely familiar. Like the ones you find in a history text book or something..

There was a fountain, with a statue of a women in the middle which seemed to be pulchritudinous. But then, the look on her face, dominated her elegance, thereby destroying the certain beauty of the entire fountain. It was mournful and despondent. Like she was sick of crying. And she had this vase in her hand, with the alphabet A scrawled over it. The water was flowing out from that and compiling on the ground. That explains why I heard the churning of water.

Ok, this place was scaring the crap out of me, but, what did that alphabet denote?

Before I could wonder anything else, I was greeted by a velveteen voice, with a gentle hand placed on my shoulder.

I stiffened from the touch and instantly snapped my head back to find who it was.

And all I saw was, I repeat, all, was the face of a devastatingly beautiful guy with a pair of curious emerald staring right at me with bronze hair which was ruffled. But it seemed oddly tempting. Not the kind which pulls you in to touch and feel it, but the kind which makes you frantically clutch it and pull his face closer to yours.

I cleared my thoughts and whirled around to face him completely.

Confession time : I knew him. As demented and berserk as I may sound, I just knew the person in front of me. Don't ask me how. I don't think I can offer a ratiocinative explanation, but I just did know who he was.

I could say he was kinda lanky and had boyish features even before I turned around. But Jesus. He was mesmeric. And I was just so enthralled that such a person even existed. I mean it was so inhuman. Like an archangel, who'd descended right from cloud nine.

"Hello." I greeted him skeptically.

"Hey.. I'm finally here." He returned the greeting with a playful grin.

Okay, so it made a teensy bit sense that he was the person I'd wanted to spend my day with. Otherwise, why'd he be here?

"Of course, that's the reason!" His grin just widened. Like he knew something I didn't. A private joke? Was I missing something?

He came forward and pulled me into his arms. But I didn't know this person and why the heck is he doing this? But that just made me feel so heavenly. It made me want to rejoice. I know, I sound as nutty as a fruitcake while saying this, but the touch simply made all my woes crumble.

And before I even let everything sank in, the clock on the tower tolled. Both the hands stretched towards twelve. The tolling was so earth-shattering that it could lead to impairment of hearing.

The guy in front of me (even if I'd not know his name, I could say I'd known him in my past.) simply inched closer to me. Unlike the previous time, when I'd relished that feeling, I was absolutely comprehended. The clock. Twelve. I knew that. But what did it hang sign on?

Death, the breeze whispered in my ears. My wild guess was that the sky was gonna fall.

Who knew? Chicken Little might've known what he'd said.

But this is much more intimidating. I mean. I WAS GONNA DIE. For Christ's sake, could someone tell me what was going to happen? Stuff around here seemed so very cryptic..

And then I took one look glance at the clock and that cherubic face in front of me and I got ready to face the inevitable..

My heart kept thudding erratically in my chest. Like it could pop out any minute.

*end of flashback*

*end of Bella's nightmare*

Back to BPOV.

I couldn't remember any crucial details or the reason why I'd woken up screaming piercingly. But I did know I was dying, but that was pretty much the only thing I could recall. And ever since that, stuff seemed so out of place.

I glanced at the clock. It read 6:52. It was May 13th. I flipped over lying on my stomach in my bed, pulling the quilt over me. The warmth was so comforting, and I wanted to let my eyelids droop. I just didn't feel like moving a muscle. I was so exhausted and ready to drop. I didn't get much sleep after that midnight-madness. I wouldn't have felt so blockheaded if I could've remembered something.

Whatever, I decided.

I'm not letting this go. I have to remember something, I swore. And I will put in my best to do so. It gives you this feeling like your memories had been erased partly, and you've been placed in front of a demon, defenseless.

I was expecting a blast from the past. It's so hard, like your squinting through puddle water to remember it. But I will. I feel something's fallen outta place. And I'll retrieve it soon enough. I felt like that was an obligation, really vital. I shuddered as I couldn't make the head and tail of what my own thoughts meant.

Jeez. I am losing it.

I figured ditching school wouldn't be so wise; we've got our finals next week. (Ok, I care the least for 'em.) But I just needed some distraction. You see, I would've gone bonkers if I just faked illness and stayed in bed. I wasn't insane. I didn't want to be insane. It made me feel like everyone was already picking up the kind of flowers they'd wanna lay on my coffin. I mean, was it even possible in DIE in your dreams? I feel so cuckooed.

I made my way into the hallway after finding a good spot for my car.

And the sight of school, made the waves of relief wash over me. This was where I had to be. I kind of felt whole after spotting the familiar faces of my friends. At least I felt like I wasn't completely mental.

I waved over to my friends Tanya and Kate who brightened at my sight. See, they were sisters. Really considerate and neighborly, unlike some "divas" of Forks High like Lauren and Jessica. They just think they're on top of the world. I mean, that simply grosses me out. Lauren, looks like.. How shall I explain? Like an omelet which has been run over by a car. In addition to that she wears really short dresses most of time. I mean boys consider her "eye-catching", but I'd say she's run out of cloth to make a bigger dress. She just shows off wearing stuff fresh from the wardrobe. So she doesn't care to spend. Why can't spend her time purchasing finished clothes?

I mean she could just simply come to school with pieces of cloths... (Forget it, I don't recommend you to imagine such a painful thing. You'd throw up.)

And Jessica? Jerky Jess. J Square. Call it anything! All refers to bitchiness.

Anyways, more about all of them later.

"Hello guys!" I acknowledged the best of my friends. It seemed so off-color to apply the word "best friends", but I figured it was nothing. Some impact of the midnight-madness, I convinced myself.

"Hey, Bells!" Tanya chirped.

It figured they were having a heated discussion about Mike Newton. I mean what could they have been talking about so animatedly? Sure, he looked good!

Emphasizing on 'good'. All the time, it was like, 'OMG! I love the way he laughs! I love his accent! I love the way he walks! I love this.. I love that. Mike, Mike, Mike'. That's basically everything Tanya and Kate gushed about.
Was he worth all the talking? And could he possibly be known as the person hotter than Apollo? (A/N : The sun god. Well, according to the Greek Mythology, anyway!)

Confession time : I'd rather say he looked like a pig who'd just been run over by a car.

Tanya and Kate were cheerleaders. And did I mention Mike was "athletic"?
Imagine a pig playing basketball. Jee, now how would that be? It's an insult to pigs anyway! Yeah, now that was how they got to know him. Maybe they'd had a soft spot for pigs?

I'd rather throw myself off the terrace than listen to my best friends discuss how appealing Mike was. I chose to just nod my head and 'aww' and 'uh-oh' at the right places.
Not that I was listening to the ranting. I mean, duh, I don't give a damn to Newton!

They didn't seem to be anywhere close to end the gossiping, so I looked in the opposite direction, hoping they got the hint. It was rather nerving to listen to them..

And just then I saw a Silver Volvo pull into the driveway. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, a voice said that I didn't recognize the car, but I wasn't sure. I mean how could you trust your thoughts? When you've hard a touch day.. (Or is it night in my case?)

"Hey, who's that?" I asked the both of them.
Tanya gave me a look which was almost baffled and Kate looked disgusted for some reason.

"Hello? Were you daydream again, Bella? Gosh, he seems all the more weirder from here.." She rolled her eyes.

"You've lost me.."

"That's Edward Cullen, of course! Well who else owns a Silver Volvo in our school?" She said that like it was a bad thing.

"He freaks me out a lot! I've been having nightmares about him!" Tanya cut in.

"Guys, I don't know who he is.. A new kid, huh?"

They both exchanged worried glances.

She waved her hand in front of me. Like, trying to get me out of a trance. I glared at her.

"Are you alright, Bella?" Kate questioned me.

"Sure as hell am."

Another exchange of worried looks.

"You're not so sane right now, Bells.. He's the kid, who you know, lost his parents in some tragic accident? Even before he joined the school last fall? And the entire student body thinks he's really strange? Sure, he looks hot and all of that. Thinking of him makes me shudder!"

Whoa. Last fall? They seemed like they were playing a prank, but I doubted it. I seriously thought they were kidding at first, but trust me they wouldn't lie to me. I most certainly panicked. What in the world? I see this new guy at school, but everyone else is perfectly convinced he's not a newbie? Did my brain have a transplant or the world just stop spinning on its axis?
I saw him park the Volvo at the parking lot. And well, he didn't seem so different. But he was some 30 feet away and I couldn't catch a good glimpse of his face.

"Are you guys sure?" I stared at them absolutely flabbergasted.

"Of course..", they said in unison.

This has to be some kind of misinterpretation!

Just then he emerged out of the Volvo. He looked pretty muscular and was in fine feather to me. Okay, that could be the understatement of the century. I figured he had emerald eyes, once he was walked towards the entrance of the gate. And bronze hair. Which was real messy. In a positive way

Gosh, messy? His hair gave such a NEW meaning to it. A wave of pity lapped over me that Tanya had told me. About the tragic accident..

I was too shaken up to react as he walked past us. For some reason, it made me feel connected to him, just looking at him. He looked so graceful.. majestic.. admirable.. stylish.. so tantalizing! But I had to focus on the fact that he looked atypical. Except he looked just the opposite of weird.

Oh, for goodness sake, Bella! Snap outta it. Concentrate!

A voice in my head commanded.

I shook my head, trying to decipher what was happening. And I looked at him clearly. With a clear vision. Without the dreamy look on. And reality dawned on me.

That made me frightened for some irrational reason. Would that be a new kid? But backup a sec! It's the ending of the year! Why would anyone join school when summer's merely days away? So absurd.

I felt like my gaze lock with his for a split sec. The emeralds started to render. They were

so very disturbingly familiar. Like I'd been scrutinizing those emeralds, which were now in liquid form, forever. But that 'connection' momentarily made itself look like it was all my imagination.

Did he not glare at me? All of this made me feel like I was suffering from ADHD.

At the back of my mind, images kept flickering. I dunno what I saw. Picture of the day! Yeah, you could say that.

And then my breath caught in my throat.

Bronze hair. Green eyes? My heart stuttered so impulsively. I wanted to yell at that person to tell him I was here.

Edward. I recalled from Kate's explanation. Instantly, I felt something stirring inside me. And I couldn't recognize what that was. Not the 'I-love-him!' kinna feeling. 'The-world's-collapsing' kinna feeling.

Must I recognize him? My heart picked up its pace, only if that were possible. I was trembling from head to toe.

The last thing I remembered was going out like light.. over something I did not know. But cared for.

A/N :

So, what say?

I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU ALL THIS IS A TRUE LIFE INCIDENT! :D Not the story! I MEAN THE DREAM! :D
And I'm telling you MAY 13TH was the FIRST time I dreamt of Edward! So I thought I MUST stay true to the date! ^.^

If you don't know, or haven't figured out yet, her dream (or MY dream :D) took place in Volterra.
And yeah, I was a total wreck that morning. In a dilemma whether or not to be excited. I mean.. I was DYING for Poseidon's sake! xD

And sorry for the PJO-ish writing of mine.. ADHD or whatever =) I happen to love that dude! Just fan-love :P

SO, Must I continue? ;;)

~Janz