A different twist on New Moon. Bella's birthday wasn't in September but rather in May, after she and Edward had both gotten into Dartmouth. The birthday scene still happened and Edward left for the same reasons as the book. But in this story Bella decided she wanted to be far from Forks so she started college at Dartmouth.

What happens when Edward can't stay away any longer? He comes to see that Bella has gotten herself in another strange situation. All the normal couples apply plus one interesting OC couple.

First Twilight fic so please be nice. All feedback is welcome, ideas and suggestions also. Enjoy!

*disclaimer: don't own Twilight, it's the brilliant Stephenie Meyer's. I do own the new characters though 

Bella's POV

It started as every other morning. The alarm clock blared and I reluctantly rolled out from under the covers. I hated Saturdays, it was the one morning that I had to use my alarm and I despised the sound. Friday nights were when my roommate Sadie hunted and she always got carried away. I could not rely on her waking me by 8am and I had to be at work by 9am.

Surprise, surprise, I found the one vampire at Dartmouth. It was the fourth day of classes a little over four months ago and I walked into my mythology lecture. My breath caught in my throat as I saw her sitting there, alone of course. No other human dared to sit in any of the seats surrounding her. She was beautiful, reddish colored loose curls framed her porcelain face. I waited a moment till her eyes glanced towards the front of the room, I could only imagine their color if she was able to sit in this confined space without breaking all of our necks. They were that beautiful topaz that I had yearned for since May 29th, exactly three months and three days prior. That was the last time I saw him, the last time I ever will see him.

Anyways, I saw this girl and I was floored. My fist thought was "someone like me" which was a ridiculous thought because she was nothing like me. Her skin was perfect, hard, cold, her motions flawless, much unlike my stumbling through the day. I walked right up to this strange girl and sat in the seat to her left. She hid it well but I saw the momentary shock cross her face. I also noticed she was breathing less, the Cullens used to do this when they were close to me. I felt bad for intentionally burning the girl's throat but my decision was made.

Since everyone was keeping their distance from the girl I was free to speak. I knew I only had to whisper for her to hear me anyway. I took a deep breath and began, "Hi, I'm Bella," I held out my hand.

The girl was taken aback. She glowered at me as if to get me to leave. She wanted me to be terrified, she wanted me to gather my things and run for the hills. Then I realized another reason she wouldn't give me her hand the way two normal humans would greet each other. This time I knew I had her eyes locked, "It's okay, I know it's going to be cold," I said matter-of-factly. She gasped.

"Who are you? What are you?" she inquired, wonder and fear flickering across her perfect face.

"A very well informed human. Please, give me the chance to explain. I want to be friends. You can't tell me you have too many friends," I said, attempting a joking tone. I wanted her to know that she could trust me, that I needed her friendship as much as she needed mine. In the back of my mind I knew this was ridiculous, I should be avoiding any connection to this memory, to this life I almost lived. She was the opposite of the kind of friend I needed. I needed a Dartmouth form of Angela. Though I did not believe another Angela existed in the world, no other human was that pure, filled with so many good intentions.

"Fine, not here though. Your apartment tonight at 6?" She said curtly.

"Thank you," I scribbled my address, embarrassed of the handwriting because I was too sure that her scripture was as beautiful as the rest of my vampire friends'.

She didn't stay for class. It was better that way; a little too much tension, too many questions, and no way to answer them. The next three hours dragged on longer than I could have imagined. I sat in my single dorm room going over the things I would say. I left all the windows open, I thought it was the least I could do, air out the burning smell as much as I could. Finally, at 6pm exactly there was a knock on my dorm room door. She didn't ask for an invitation, she walked, no, she glided right by me.

"Okay, Bella, right?"

"Yes," she didn't seem angry, but nervous. "I didn't get your name."

"Well I assumed you knew everything with your attitude." I flinched at the sudden distaste. "I'm sorry. You just really took me by surprise. I'm Sadie."

"No, I'm sorry. I don't have any right to barge into your life like this," Everything I had planned to say vanished and the truth just flew through me quivering lips. "I just, I feel very alone here. I imagine you do also, I think we could be great friends."

She scoffed at the idea, "You've never had a friend like me Bella."

She said it with such certainty that it offended me, "Yes I have," I said sternly, "I have had many friends like you. I actually think you may be the less experienced here."

She calculated this for a moment. "Before I say anything you need to say something. If you know anything about my kind you'll know this."

The Volturi, of course. She could not say anything about being a vampire until I confirmed I already knew. She was taking a leap, so could I. "I know that you're a vampire. I know that you don't feed on people," I could tell she was surprised that I knew this also, "I can tell by the color of your eyes. I knew a coven of vampires living in Forks, Washington. They left." I choked at this memory. "I always fit in with them much more than anyone else."

"Why did they leave?" She did not ask this to hurt me. I had to remind myself that. She knew nothing.

"It was…complicated. I will tell you eventually, I promise. It's just…hard…for me to talk about."

Her eyes suddenly were curious, yet concerned also. I was an easy read, and it was impossible to hide how much talking about the Cullens hurt me. It practically tore me apart every time. But I had to tell her everything because I wanted so desperately for her to trust me.

"Okay, so what? You want to be friends?" She looked confused but not opposed to the idea.

"Yes." I answered honestly, "I need a friend. I need someone I can talk to about this. I need someone to understand and not think I'm crazy. But I want to know about you too."

For the next few hours we discussed everything. I talked about what happened in Forks for the first time ever. I had barely spoken Edward's name since he left. I cried to this girl I had just met. I had told her everything that had ever mattered in my life. In return I learned about her.

Her name was Sadie. I did not know it at first but I found out why we had such an instant connection. In 1916 she met her Edward, his name was Jonathon. She fell in love with him the way just as hard and fast as I did with Edward. I could see it in her eyes. But in 1920 Sadie was…turned. She woke up thirsting for blood. She killed the first three humans that crossed her in the woods. She had no idea what she was but she knew how dangerous she was. She knew she couldn't see Jonathon. She knew she had to stay away. So she did, because she loved him so much. She trained herself, tested herself with strangers. She had to believe in her heart that he would wait.

She returned over a year later. She saw his brother in the market and asked about Jonathon immediately. His brother was resentful of her and he did not attempt to mask it, he told her how much she hurt Jonathon, how he was never the same, up until the day he died. Her world spun, pretty much ended. Crashed and burned the way mine would if anything took Edward from this earth. I knew he wasn't in my life anymore but he was in someone's and that was enough to keep me believing in the world. Sadie still mourned Jonathon every day. Wishing she was strong enough to have come back sooner. She could have protected him. That was almost eighty years ago and it still tore her apart each day. I knew mine would last eighty years too. Well, if she could survive it couldn't I? I mean, she did have the immortal thing working for her. At least my pain would end when my life did, hers lasted forever.

Sadie and I became the kind of friends Alice and I were. Sadie was much more cynical and thankfully subjected me to much less shopping, but it was the same in some way. We talked about everything and went everywhere together. Within a few weeks I moved into her oversized apartment. There was something about these vampires, they knew how to save. I on the other hand, against Sadie's pleas, got a job at the local bookstore. She also barely let me sleep. She never knew since she had been alone for eighty years, but she hated being without company, and I was really the only one to provide it. I always sympathized with how hard it must have been for the Cullens to be outsiders. I liked to be able to choose privacy, but to have it forced upon me? Not so much. And at least Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and…Edward, had each other. Sadie had no one. But now she had me.