AN: i know that i havent posted anything in a while, let alone anything new and im sorry for that. i hope you can forgive me. this is one of the stories that i had listed at the end of Not Always as They Appear. it may not have had the most votes but it was up there and i had the strange urge to work on it so i did. i hope y`all dont mind.

this is a story that I got from a dream. It takes place between eclipse and breaking dawn. I hope you like it.

A Glimpse

Chapter 1: What is Happening to Me

BPOV

"Bella you better get to bed. You wouldn't want to be tired tomorrow for our day of total shopping," Alice called from her room.

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say," I said.

Alice, Rose, Esme, my mother, and I were all spending the week in New York. (In my story Bella and Rose are closer than in the book) We were staying in an apartment that the Cullens just 'happened' to own. The four of us were spending the week in the city as a kind of bachelorette party. I thought it was pointless, but the other four thought it was something that 'had' to happen before my wedding.

I pulled on my pajamas, Victoria`s Secret. Before we left Alice and Rose went through my luggage. They replaced my sweats and a baggie t-shirt, with lacy nightgowns and short shorts. I wanted to kill them for it but I knew that mom and Esme would not let me.

I was getting into bed when my phone (Edward instead I have one) rang. I reached for it and flipped it open.

To: Bella

From: Edward

B

Sleep well. I love you

E

I smiled at the message and punched in my reply.

To: Edward

From: Bella

E

I love you too

B

I smiled and set the phone back down on the bed side table. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. I missed Edward so much. This was the first time that I had spent this long away from him since he left me. The plus side was that I was going to be with him forever.

As I was thinking I fell asleep.

I was standing in the middle of what looked to be a snow covered street. The sky was a pitch black. I looked down the street and nothing but snow. Suddenly snow started falling from the sky. I was unable to move. It was like I was frozen. Since I was immobile, I watched to snow fall. Out of the blue the snow began to turn red and I saw a group of people farther down the road.

(Can anyone guess what this is?)

I woke up with a start to a strange feeling running down my spine. The bed under me felt different and there were loud noises outside my window but those could be the sounds of the city. I opened my eyes slowly and was greeted by a room totally foreign to me. I could have sworn that the room I fell asleep in was much less antique. I slipped out of the bed and slowly walked out into the hall. The entire apartment was unfamiliar and yet I recognized it a little. It was drastically smaller and the whole place looked antique, not just my room. I walked into the room that was the kitchen. At the small table sat my mother. She looked…I don't even know how to describe her. My mother`s hair was slightly longer and her clothes looked to match the house.

"Mom?" I asked confused.

"What is it sweetheart?" she asked turning around. Her eyes widened when she saw me, but I have no idea why. "Bella, honey, what are you wearing?" she sounded somewhat amused but mostly worried for my sanity.

I looked down at what I was wearing and saw nothing out of place. I had on the pajamas Alice had told me to wear I went to bed. I was wearing a pair of blue booty shorts with a white camisole. "What`s wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"Bella are you okay? You and I both know that that outfit is completely inappropriate. I don't even know where you got those." I stood there staring at my mother shocked how could she say that? Just last night she was helping Alice force me to wear it. I looked around the room once more. My eyes fell on what looked like an old newspaper. Its style was old-fashioned but it wasn't yellowed like you'd expect it. I walked over to the paper sitting on the corner of the table. What I saw next almost made me pass out. On the news paper was a headline about the Great Depression. In a shocked state I picked up the paper and looked at the top corner. What shocked me was the date. Printed clearly on the paper was the date, January 13, 1933. I dropped the paper but I couldn't move from my current place.

"Bella are you okay? Sweetie you`re scaring me," my mother said as she moved to stand in front of me. She put her hands on my shoulders when I didn't answer and lightly shook me. That knocked me back into the present…or was it the past…I wasn't sure.

"What?" I asked confused. What was going on? Why did that paper look and say it was form the 1930s? Why did my mother and the apartment look like it was from about seventy years ago? I turned to my mom, "Mom, where are we?"

"Um… what's wrong?" she asked me confused.

"Mom I'm going to ask you a lot of strange questions and I just need you to answer them for me," I said desperately.

"Okay I'll answer them. We are at home," she said still sounding confused.

"What state are we in?"

"New York."

"Who are my friends?"

"Well you hang out with the girls down the street often."

"Do you know any one named Alice?" she shook her head, "Rosalie?" another shake, "Emmett, Jasper?" she shook her head again, "Carlisle and Esme?"

"Bella who are you talking about? I have never heard of these names."

"Mom have I ever mentioned anyone named Edward?" I said worried for her answer.

"No, not that I know of."

Her answers made no sense. The only one I expected was the one about New York. "Am I with anyone or engaged?"

"Bella, you and I both know that you are not seeing anyone let alone engaged," she said looking more confused than before. That one simple sentence caused tears to rush to my eyes and broke my heart. What was happening? I go to sleep in New York with my mom, Alice, Esme, and Rose, engaged to Edward, and living the perfect life. When I wake up the apartment I was staying in becomes historic, my future is unheard of, and my mother clearly has no idea who my fiancé is.

I turned to my mother to ask the most important question, "Mom, What year is it?"

"It`s 1933."

AN: i hope y`all liked it. i should update tomorrow or later tonight depending on the responces i get tonight (that means review)

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